Marriage Beyond Redemption

Chapter 109 I Had Money But Not Much, Only 80 Million Dollars.
Phillip looked at her in confusion, but Peyton didn’t look at him. She continued to gaze into the distance and said, “Actually, when
I said I would help you at first, it wasn’t sincere. Once you get involved with that person, there’s no way for you to escape
unscathed.”
“The moment you received the ransom, you fell into his trap. At that time, not only a few of you, but even everyone on this island
could not escape the disaster.”
Upon hearing these words, Phillip instinctively touched the hidden claw knife on his side, but Peyton ignored him and continued,
“Until Ì saw each and every one of you, despite being poor, still so cheerful.”
“Perhaps it was an old person in the village who died because they didn’t have money for medical treatment; perhaps it was
because Rene wanted to learn how to draw but couldn’t even afford to use a pencil; perhaps it was because Mrs. Manley cut her
softest piece of clothing into diapers for an unfamiliar child. Suddenly, I started to understand you a little bit. You must not be
from here.”
“No,” Phillip answered succinctly.
“You wanted to do your best to help them, and I feel the same way now. This place is beautiful and should not be tainted by
worldly matters. They should also continue to maintain a sunny life.”
“What do you mean exactly?” Phillip was very patient. On that day, he didn’t mention anything about blackmailing Nolan, instead
treating her as a guest.
It was precisely this kindness that made Peyton change his initial
intention of teaching them a lesson.
“What you wanted was money, it doesn’t matter who gives it, it doesn’t necessarily have to be Nolan.”
Peyton stared into his eyes and said word by word, “I had money, not much, but enough to help you all.”
“How many do you have?”
“Eighty million dollars.”

Phillip was shocked. It was a lot.
In Phillip’s bewildered gaze, Peyton chuckled lightly, “I know you must be wondering how someone could be so foolish. Willing to
give money to a complete stranger. I only told you half of the story. Would you like to hear the other half?”
“You spoke, I listened.”
Peyton’s voice was gentle, mixed with the soothing sea breeze, as she recounted the events.
Phillip’s immediate response upon hearing the first sentence was, “I killed him for you!”
She smiled lightly and said, “Even if I kill him, it won’t prolong my life. I don’t have much time left. Before, I donated 80 million
dollars to charity. Finally, I found a place for the remaining 80 million dollars. It’s still his money, after all. Let me pay this ransom
for him.”
Phillip remained silent for a while, while Peyton continued, “Don’t mess with him, he’s just a lunatic. Lunatics in this world are not
scary, what’s scary is lunatics who are both rich and powerful. Maybe you think this place is hidden, but it’s only a matter of time
before he finds
it.”
“Don’t you hate him?”
“I have loved him and also hated him. At times, I even wanted to seek revenge on him by causing the death of his child. But
today, after spending a day here, I suddenly feel much calmer.”
Peyton reached out and felt the sensation of the sea breeze slipping through her fingertips. “I think I have finally found my home,
Phillip. How about I buy a resting place for 80 million dollars?”
She wanted to be buried on this island after she had clarified
everything, avenged herself, and completely ended things with that person. How nice.
Phillip was well aware of cancer as he bid farewell to the elders on the island, who departed in great pain.
I didn’t expect that this thin and fragile woman in front of me would also have such an illness. No wonder she fainted when she
jumped onto the speedboat.

She wasn’t too stupid, she was too weak.
“...Okay,” Phillip agreed to this life–or–death pact.
“Let Chris stay with me for another week, and then we will send him back.”
“Okay.”
Phillip suddenly reached out and pulled her up, saying, “Come with me.”