Wrecked: The $18 Million Betrayal
Language: en
My husband insisted I take my car to a specific luxury auto shop for maintenance every week. Since then, my car started having frequent malfunctions. Once, it almost caused a fatal crash. When my husband found out, he just coldly replied, "You didn't die, did you? Is there a need to make such a big deal out of it?" Until yesterday, when I asked him to pick up the car for me. He got into an accident on the way back. When I rushed to the hospital, a young girl with red, swollen eyes screamed at me: "What gave you the right to make Ethan pick up your car? If you weren't so lazy, he wouldn't…