Mommy，We Got a Husband
Chapter 107 Good for You, Galatea

Since the day he was born, Alaric has had a prestigious status. Not only was he the young master in his family, but he was also the leader in the military and the CEO of this company. Everyone is subservient to him. Galatea was the first one

who dared to hang up on his call and even turn it off!

Alaric felt extremely angry and made another call, but he was reminded that the phone was turned off again.

Alaric got up and angrily slammed the door as he left. He went directly to Galatea's house, determined to give this audacious woman a lesson in person.

"Mr. Alaric?" Mia opened the door and asked.

"Where's Galatea?" Alaric asked with a bad attitude due to his bad mood.

Originally, Mia was very polite and satisfied with Alaric. But after seeing Galatea cry so sadly last time and hearing Alaric's tone now, she didn't feel as enthusiastic anymore.

"Stellan went out and is not at home today. If Mr. Alaric wants to find her, please come back another day," Mia replied.

She didn't have to go to work now, and Cormac came all the way to find her. It meant that she didn't go to the Nash family today. So where did she go the whole day? Obviously, Mia didn't want to tell him, so Alaric had to stop asking.

After going downstairs, Alaric returned to his car, but instead of starting the engine, he checked the time on his watch. It was already getting dark. He would wait for this woman! With her phone turned off and no one bothering her, Galatea was engrossed in discussing the renovation plan with the designer. Finally, they came up with a plan that satisfied her.

It was already after 11:30 p.m. After a busy day, she really didn't feel like moving anymore, but she had to go back home.

There was a distance from the leased shop to her house, so she didn't get home until nearly midnight. She yawned and shuffled into the building. She was about to press the elevator button when someone suddenly grabbed her. She was startled. She thought she had encountered a pervert.

"At this hour, you finally come back!" Alaric's tone of questioning sounded like a husband catching his unfaithful wife.

Galatea really couldn't believe that he showed up at her doorstep in the middle of the night just because she hung up on his call.

"Do I need to report to you what time I come back?" Galatea felt completely baffled.

"You don't need to report what time you come home at night, but don't forget that you're still my private doctor. I've said 24/7 on call, and today is Wednesday. Not only did you not come to my office, but you also played disappearing!" Alaric said infuriatedly.

Galatea responded, "I didn't play hide-and-seek. Mr. Alaric made it clear that I was a fraud. I know Mr. Alaric dislikes me, so I can avoid you."

"You're quite the master of evasion!" Alaric forcefully reminded her, "As my subordinate, I can choose not to see you, but you cannot come without my permission. Do you understand?"

Galatea couldn't tolerate Alaric's unreasonable commands. Instead of responding, she took out her phone and opened the mobile banking app.

"Answer my question!" Alaric was furious when Galatea ignored him and played with her phone.

Galatea still didn't answer but continued to manipulate her phone. After completing a transfer, she showed Alaric the page confirming the successful transaction.

"Seven hundred thousand, including principal and interest, I've paid you back. Is that enough?" She owed him five hundred thousand, and in such a short period, an extra two hundred thousand in interest should be more than enough. "I've paid back the money I owe you. From now on, I am no longer your doctor, and as for this house, I can move out anytime."

Seeing the transfer of seven hundred thousand from Galatea, Alaric was truly taken aback and asked, "Where did you get so much money?"

Judging by Alaric's surprised reaction, it seemed he had not intervened in her loan affairs. Galatea felt relieved about this.

"None of your business," Galatea answered arrogantly.

"Watch your words!" Alaric shouted at her again because he was particularly annoyed by her stubbornness.

"Well, I haven't stolen or taken anything."

"Galatea, I'll warn you again. Speak to me properly!"

Galatea lifted her gaze and met Alaric's eyes. She said, "Alaric, I hope you understand that I am not your nanny. I am not selling myself to you. I am also a person, and I am in no way inferior to you. You can't just smile at me when you're happy and use me as a punching bag when you're angry."

After saying this, Galatea knew he would become angry again, but she fearlessly looked into his eyes.

"Speak out," Alaric said, "Go ahead."

"You always say you can't figure me out, but do you think I can figure you out? From the beginning, you've been disgusted with me for no reason. I have never provoked you. You first called the police on me, then got me fired from the hospital, and now you force me to pretend to be your fiancee and make demands on me. I didn't understand. If you really hated him, he could stay away and never appear in front of you again. If you consider me a friend, I hope we have an equal relationship. It's not that you can command me to do anything. As long as I couldn't satisfy you, you would start getting angry with me in various ways. I disliked your controlling! And I wasn't your slave. I hoped you could give me some respect."

Galatea finished the complaint in one breath and lowered her head. She didn't want to see his anger devouring her.

"Did you finish?" Alaric asked calmly.

"Not yet." Galatea continued, "I saved your life before, and you took care of me for so long when I had an accident. We're even. And I've paid you back five hundred thousand, which I owed you. Now we are quits. As for Orion, she hasn't made any moves for such a long time. I'm sure she's given up on you. I don't think I need to pretend to be your fiancee anymore, so..."

"So we'll go our separate ways from now on? Like strangers?" Alaric asked angrily.

Although they had never officially confirmed their relationship, what Galatea said just now was clearly a breakup.

She was breaking up with him before he had even married her.