Chapter 380 My Billionaire Missing Lover

• Gillian planned to return to Mala and asked Jarron to go with her. “You’re crazy!” Jarron disagreed. “There are still a lot of things to handle on this side of the Smith family. We can’t just leave like that.” Jarron said sternly, “If you want to leave, go by yourself. I’m not leaving.” Gillian sat on the sofa, silently fidgeting with her fingers, not saying a word. After a while, she spoke with a gentle but resolute tone, “Then I’ll go over first.” “I plan to go and find a job. Doctors in Mala earn a high salary, and as long as I work diligently and take it one step at a time, I can make a good life for myself.”
• “Good life?” Jarron sneered, his voice sharp. He looked down at Gillian and asked, “What kind of good life are you talking about? Can you afford a big house in an upscale neighborhood? Can you wear designer clothes? Can you hire servants?” As he said this, Jarron’s voice suddenly choked, and he turned to look out the window. The house they were currently living in belonged to Tom. It was a standalone, three-story villa with a small garden. The living room on the ground floor had an extremely high ceiling, leading up to the second floor, with a massive casement window.
• The window had been meticulously cleaned by the servants, offering a clear reflection. Jarron pointed to the house and asked Gillian, “Do you know how much this villa costs? Forty million dollars! How many years will it take for the both of us to afford such a house in Mala?“ I’ve had the best of everything since I was a child. I live in the family building behind the hospital, not because I can only live there, but because it’s close to the hospital. I have many options. There are many properties in Layfield, Evervale, and even Capitol City. Regardless of where I go for business trips, I always have a place to stay.” Jarron listed his privileges one by one.