My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce (Hannah) novel Chapter 10

The bedroom fell silent, the quiet broken only when Lionel’s phone rang.

He picked it up, and a look of concern washed over his face. He quickly stepped out onto the balcony, sliding the door shut behind him.

Hannah let out a long sigh and sank weakly onto the bed. Watching the worried, pained expression on his face, she didn't need to guess who was calling. It was Sandra, again.

Two minutes later, Lionel came back in, grabbed his jacket, and rushed out without a word.

The door slammed shut with a loud bang that made Hannah’s heart jolt.

The room was once again empty and quiet, just as it had always been.

She sat there for what felt like hours, until the sky was completely dark. When she finally stood up, she noticed the empty picture frame hanging above the bed.

Lionel hadn't noticed it at all.

He didn't return until the next morning, having spent the night at the hospital. When he came back, his grandmother was already waiting in the living room.

“Where have you been so early in the morning?” she demanded, her eyes narrowing at the faint dark circles under his. She knew he hadn’t slept. “I heard a car leaving last night. Don’t tell me you ran off to the hospital to take care of that hussy again!”

“There was an emergency at the office,” Lionel said calmly.

He scanned the living room but didn’t see Hannah. He started up the stairs. “Lily, is breakfast ready? Take Grandma to the dining room.”

Lily hurried over, whispering, “Mr. Rosenberg, after you left last night, Ma’am left too. She hasn’t come back yet. Your grandmother was just asking why she wasn’t up yet.”

“You told me you became a partner at that firm so you could protect her from being bullied, to make sure they didn’t overwork her. And what happens? Every time I call her, she tells me she’s busy with a case!”

“The resignation has to be processed. Once it’s done, she’ll be able to spend all her time with you,” Lionel said, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. “I’ll call her later and ask her to come back as soon as she’s finished. How does that sound?”

“Call the firm and tell them to hurry it up.”

“I’ll do it right now,” Lionel nodded. “Grandma, you go ahead and eat.”

He stepped out of the dining room and dialed Hannah’s number.

“You were out all night and still aren’t home. What do you think you’re doing? Get back here now.”