Chapter 408 Each Man Manages His Own Wife (2)

Juniper looked at her, smiling, but suddenly felt a pang of sadness.

She shook her head.

Ophelia's smile was bright, but there was a hint of sorrow and darkness in her eyes.

She raised her glass and said, "He never cares how much I spend! Juniper, sometimes I think, maybe I should just let it go, it's not so bad. But my therapist tells me it's a disease. I thought I wouldn't get sick, but just like my mom, I have this strange illness!"

Ophelia was smiling, but tears started to fall.

Juniper reached out to wipe her tears, "Ophelia, whether you get a divorce or not, as long as you're happy, I'll support you."

Even if Ophelia didn't get a divorce, she had her reasons.

Juniper wouldn't just blindly encourage her to be independent and strong. Everyone had their own way of living, and no one could say their way was the right one.

Ophelia took a big gulp of her drink and exhaled, "Juniper, I really love these bags. Even if I get a divorce, I won't sell them. Do you know why?"

"Why?"

Ophelia patted the BK bag, "Every bag I bought after getting married, I remember why I bought it. I remember that $1 million Himalayan bag, it was because a young model came to me and said she was pregnant. I was baffled. He could fool around, but getting someone pregnant? I can't believe it!"

"I want to remember these humiliations. These bags remind me of what Robert has done! I can't be like Amelia, falling in love with a jerk!"

"My dad, he's even worse. He is in his fifties and still managed to have an illegitimate child. My mom even took that woman to get an abortion!"

"Juniper, I'm becoming more like my mom. But I'm a bit better than Amelia. Amelia can't even bear to spend Patrick's money! I just go crazy with Robert's card. Anything is fine. I should've brought his card today, we could've hired some handsome guys to drink with us!"

Ophelia collapsed onto Juniper's shoulder.

Juniper hugged her and looked down at her, "Ophelia, are you falling for Robert?"

That was why she kept going back and forth.

She cared about Robert's scandals, used his card, and bought a bag every time he made a mistake.

Her closet was filled with designer bags.

How many mistakes had Robert made? It was like a beehive.

Ophelia sat up and said seriously, "No way! How could I be as pathetic as Amelia? Falling for a jerk like that! Am I crazy... wait, maybe I did have feelings for him, but he's too bad. I still guarded my heart! In these three years, I've handled too many of his scandals. Juniper, do you think it's harder to make a man stay faithful than to kill him?"

Juniper was stunned and couldn't answer, "I don't know. For Magnus, staying faithful seems pretty easy."

Ophelia nodded thoughtfully, drunkenly rambling, "Yeah, wrong person to ask. Mr. Blackwood has loved you for eight years! Eight years! That's terrifying! I don't think I could love someone for eight years. Just thinking about it feels painful. Maybe my therapist is right, I'm too starved for love. Whoever is by my side, I love them." She giggled and hugged Juniper, "Just like now, Juniper, you're by my side, so I love you!"

"Ophelia, Robert is no good."

To Juniper, Robert was really no good.

Ophelia lay on the bar, slightly dazed, "It's true, he's no good."

Really no good.

When Juniper helped Ophelia out of the bar, she was a bit dizzy herself.

She was about to call Magnus to pick them up.

Suddenly, a motorcycle sped towards them and snatched Ophelia's Hermes bag!

Juniper and Ophelia were knocked to the ground by the force.

This bar street had all kinds of people, it was a bit chaotic.

But Juniper didn't expect to encounter a bag snatcher at night. She resisted the urge to curse, grabbed her phone to call for help, and the phone lit up.

It was Magnus calling.

She quickly answered, "Ophelia and I are at the bar street behind Golden Shopping Center. Someone just snatched Ophelia's bag!"

Magnus was stunned, his brow furrowing, "Are you okay? I'll be right there."

Juniper remained calm, "We're fine."

Ophelia had drunk several strong drinks and was already drunk.

She sat on the ground, hugging her legs, "It's over, my bag is gone. Without the bag, I have nothing."

Juniper squatted beside her, patting her back to comfort her, "I've already called the police. We should be able to get it back. Besides, you have more than one bag. If it's really lost, just use Robert's card to buy a new one next time."

Ophelia collapsed into her arms, sobbing, "These are marital assets. If we get divorced and it's lost, what if Robert makes me pay? Juniper, I don't have the money to pay him."

Juniper was stunned for a moment, then reassured her, "Alright, alright. If he really makes you pay, I'll help you, okay?"

Ophelia finally nodded obediently and hugged her, "Juniper, you're the best."

Magnus, on his way, called Robert.

As soon as the call connected, Magnus's tone was slightly harsh, "Your wife got her bag snatched at the bar street behind Golden Shopping Center. Aren't you going to do something about it?"

Robert was also stunned, "What?"

Magnus frowned impatiently, "Take care of your own wife, will you? Stop bothering other people's wives. She's been clinging to Juniper all day. Get over here and take her home!"

Robert was already getting into his car, "Alright, I'm on my way."

Magnus arrived at the bar first.

Juniper was sitting on the roadside with Ophelia. There were many people passing by, and the two beautiful women sitting there were very eye-catching.

Magnus spotted Juniper immediately.

He walked over quickly and squatted down, "Why are you sitting here?"

Juniper looked at Ophelia, "Ophelia is drunk. Let's take her home first."

Magnus frowned at the drunken Ophelia, his expression not very friendly, "I called Robert. Whoever's wife it is, they should take care of her."

Then he looked at Juniper and saw she was also sitting on the ground.

He quickly reached out to help her up, "The ground is cold, and you're about to get your period."

If she got cold, her menstrual cramps would be worse. She had also had a miscarriage once.

Juniper grabbed his wrist and stood up, looking at him in slight surprise, "You remember that?"

Desperate Love: sorry for my dear husband
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