The Man in Power After Being Married into Her Family novel Chapter 5127

Elaine nodded and said casually, “That’s almost the same as my husband before he left. He smoked one and a half packets a day, and as a result, he was gone in his early thirties.

After saying that, she looked at the taxi driver and asked curiously, “Mister, I think you’re forty or fifty years old, right?”

The taxi driver laughed and said, “I... I’m fifty-two years old...”

“Awesome.” Elaine gave him a thumbs up and said seriously, “You’re doing pretty well. If you clench your teeth and persist for a dozen years, you would have lived twice as long as my husband.”

The taxi driver’s expression at this time was much uglier than crying.

At this time, Elaine could not help but sigh as she said, “In fact, what’s the point of living so long? My husband left early and didn’t have to worry about anything unlike me, where I had to assume both the role of a father and mother. Sometimes, I think that it’d be better if the person who left was me. In that case, I would die earlier and be reborn sooner, and I will also be liberated sooner.”

The taxi driver glanced at the shelf under the car’s center console and had mixed feelings when he saw the pack of Aurous Hill cigarettes inside.

Claire could not bear it anymore, so she patted the back of Elaine’s seat and said angrily, “Mom! Why aren’t you done yet?!”

Elaine turned around and said with a sense of justice, “Claire, I’m holding back all of my longing and grief for your father. I’m simply using your father’s personal case to kindly remind this mister to pay attention to his health. If he can quit smoking after hearing these words or even just smoke lesser and live a few more years, do you think I would have saved his life, then?”

As Elaine spoke, she waved her hand and said, “Forget it. We won’t be saving his life. We will only be saving half or a quarter of his life which is not much, right? People say that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. As your mother, I can be considered to be accumulating a little virtue for myself, right?”

Claire asked her angrily, “What about my father, then? Aren’t you afraid of damaging his virtue if they talk about my father like that?”