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Divorcing 403
Chapter 403 Confrontation at the FuneralMaterial © NôvelDrama.Org.
"Get out! Don't dirty this place."
"Chloe, why did you do that? We just came here with good intentions."
Tiffany smirked, feeling happy that Wendy was gone from this world.
She just wanted to see Chloe embarrassed.
"If you don't leave, I'll have my mom's soul go find you and take you and your daughter away."
Chloe glared ominously at them.
Wendy had been gentle when she was alive, but who could tell if she would become a vengeful ghost after death.
Tiffany and Lucy had done something wrong, and Chloe's words made them feel guilty.
"If you won't let us in, we don't care!"
Tiffany snorted and left with Lucy.
After the funeral, Chloe sat alone in front of Wendy's grave for a long time.
Michael wanted to accompany her but was driven away.
Candy and the others wanted to stay with her, but she persuaded them to leave.
She sat there alone, with Wendy's last letter still in her pocket.
"Mom, I never thought of you as a burden. Why couldn't you wait a little longer for me? Just a little longer, and I would have divorced, taken you abroad, and ignored the troubles here." A tear fell on the paper, followed by countless others.
She kept asking over and over again why her mother couldn't wait a little longer.
They had agreed to go out and sunbathe!
Michael, worried about Chloe, waited downstairs and went up immediately when he saw her coming down. "Chloe, let me take you home."
Chloe looked at him suspiciously. "I have no home left." Her mother was dead, and her home was gone forever. "No, you do. Lotus Manor will always be your home!"
Michael felt a trace of panic he didn't understand.
He felt Chloe was like a bird about to leave him.
Chloe didn't speak anymore and went back to Lotus Manor with him.
Back home, she went straight upstairs, closed the bedroom door, and stayed there for two days.
Except for checking if she had done anything silly, Michael hardly spoke to her.
On the third day, he returned from Paramount Airlines unexpectedly and saw Chloe sitting in the living room, seemingly waiting for him on purpose. "Chloe, there's progress on your mom's case...'
He changed his shoes and walked over, intending to say that he had been investigating Wendy's suicide these days.
And today, the hospital surveillance was fixed, and someone was seen entering Wendy's room in the middle of the night.
But before he could finish, he heard Chloe say, "Michael, let's get a divorce."
Michael froze on the spot, forgetting what he was about to say.
Afraid he hadn't heard clearly, Chloe looked at him and said word by word, "I said I want a divorce from you."
"Chloe, this is not the time to throw a tantrum!"
Michael was a little angry.
Why didn't she admit she was pregnant with her own child even now?
Seeing him angry, Chloe remained calm.
But her hands clenched in her sleeves.
"I didn't throw a tantrum with you, Michael. We've been talking about divorce for so long. Do you remember the last time we had sex? Since every time we take precautions, do you think this child could be yours?"
She said this because she knew it was true.
From the beginning, he would supervise her taking the pill every time, to the later trust in her that he didn't supervise her anymore.
So Chloe knew very well that he wouldn't suspect she had forgotten to take her pill.
Michael's face was getting paler as she spoke.
"It's useless to say more now. I'm willing to leave with nothing but my own Porsche. I won't take a penny from you. Get it done!"
The staff originally followed the professional ethics and advised a bit.
Who would've thought they would spill such private matters?
Her face also showed some embarrassment as she handed over the divorce form to both of them. "Take a look at it. If there are no issues, then sign it."
Chloe quickly wrote down her own name without hesitation.
Meanwhile, Michael was still feeling apprehensive.
He couldn't believe Chloe was really carrying someone else's child.
"Chloe, are you lying to me?"
"I have no reason to lie to you."