The Divorcee Amazed the World

Helena raised her hand and covered Willis’s hand.

His hand was bone-chillingly cold.

Helena greedily held it for a moment, then quickly withdrew.

Afraid that if she held on, her heart would soften.

Hearing Willis whisper, “Susan also had a car accident and is unconscious in the operating room. I’ve sent people to investigate Klein and gather evidence. It won’t be long before we can bring him to justice.”

Helena smiled bitterly, “An eye for an eye, when will it end?”

She raised her hand to touch her icy lower abdomen, “No matter how much revenge we seek, my child won’t come back.”

Tim wouldn’t come back either.

This marriage, if it continued, who knows how many more lives would be lost.

With Susan’s car accident, Owen wouldn’t just stand by.

Retaliations back and forth, there would never be an end, and someone would always be hurt or killed.

Willis gazed down at her, his eyes deep and dark, “Are you willing to let me go?”

Helena turned her head, unable to meet his eyes.

Of course, she was unwilling.

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If you want something, you must give up something.

She didn’t want to delve deeper into this topic, so she changed the subject and asked, “Aren’t you busy lately? Coming to the hospital every day to accompany me?”

Willis had actually pushed all his work away, fearing that she might not be able to accept things for a few days, so he stayed with her all the time.

Afraid that she might drive him away, he said, “Not busy.”

But to Helena’s ears, it sounded like he was being neglected by Ryan.

Thinking back to the last time at the old house, when Ryan wanted to pass on the heir position to Bruce.

The conflict was temporarily resolved when Jenny threatened to divorce.

This made her more determined to divorce.

All the conflicts stemmed from her, as long as she left.

All the conflicts would be resolved.

Helena said firmly, “I don’t make decisions lightly, but once I decide, no one can persuade me. Don’t bother trying to keep me.”

Willis remained silent, just holding her, kissing her cheek, and ear.

A picture of deep affection and attachment.

After holding her for a while, he took out chicken soup to feed her.

Helena took it and drank it herself.

They were about to divorce, and being fed back and forth by him always felt strange.

After she finished, Willis put away the thermos.

Helena asked, “When is Tim’s funeral? I want to send him off.”

Willis paused in putting away the thermos and said, “Three days later. I’ll go, and it’s enough if you stay here. You’re still in confinement; you shouldn’t expose yourself to the wind, or there might be after-effects.”

“Has his wife given birth?”

“She has, she was shocked and gave birth a week earlier.”

Helena’s heart tightened with guilt.

She reached for her bag, “I have a card here, could you please give it to his wife?”

Willis held her hand, “In terms of compensation, I’ve personally taken care of it, and their family has no objections.”

Helena fell silent.

In terms of money, he was always generous.

But no matter how much money you give, Tim wouldn’t come back.

His parents lost their son, his wife lost her husband, and his child lost its father.

Such a good person, gone just like that.

Willis put away the thermos, took it to the hospital’s small kitchen, and had the maid wash it. Just as he was about to come out, his phone suddenly rang.

It was his assistant calling, saying there was an urgent matter at the company that needed handling.

Willis walked out of the kitchen, telling Helena, “I have urgent matters to attend to; I’ll come back to accompany you later tonight.”

Helena nodded, “Go ahead, and remember to prepare the divorce agreement.”

Willis lowered his eyelashes, didn’t speak, turned around, and walked out.

Not long after he left, Ryan arrived at the entrance of the Obstetrics and Gynecology Inpatient Department.

Willis had called him, used his assistant to find an excuse to send him away.

Ryan had been staying in the hospital all the time, waiting for Nancy’s test results. Only when it turned out negative did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He felt that it was time to have a good talk with Helena.

This woman, with her own efforts, had turned his family upside down.

It seriously affected his relationship with his wife, his relationship with his son, his relationship with his daughter, and even his long-time friendship with Owen.

Just as Bruce had said, Helena was undoubtedly a calamity.

She couldn’t stay.

If she stayed, it would be a disaster.

Ryan took the elevator and arrived at the Obstetrics and Gynecology Inpatient Department.

The bodyguards standing at the door didn’t dare to stop him.

Ryan didn’t bother knocking; he pushed the door open and walked in.

Helena was just about to get out of bed to go to the bathroom.

Seeing him suddenly burst in, she quickly pulled up the blanket.

Ryan had a stern face, walked to the bedside, casually pulled up a chair, and said, “Heard you had a car accident, so I came to see you.”