My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce (Hannah) novel Chapter 187

Cora was sitting on the sofa. She watched Hannah, looking pale and sick, cling to the wall for support as she descended the stairs. Cora snorted derisively and turned her head away.

If she weren’t so worried about Hannah tattling, she would have let a few sarcastic comments fly.

Hannah noticed Cora’s expression but didn’t have the energy to care. She ate a simple breakfast and took a taxi to the office.

As she entered the lobby of the Keystone Group, the receptionist called out to her.

“Ms. Green, a Mr. Cooper dropped this off for you this morning. He said it was the bag you left behind yesterday.”

The receptionist handed her the purse.

Hannah recognized it immediately as the one she’d left at the restaurant.

She hesitated for a moment before taking it. “Thank you. Did he… did he say anything else?”

The receptionist shook her head. “No, that was it.”

Hannah thanked her again and carried the bag up to her office.

The moment she set it down, she noticed a piece of paper tucked inside.

It was a yellow sticky note, shaped like a sunflower petal—the custom stationery from the orphanage.

Hannah swallowed hard. After a few seconds of hesitation, her trembling fingers pulled out the note.

“Hannah, Mr. Lancaster would like to see you,” Yves' assistant said, appearing at her door.

“Okay.”

Hannah quickly shoved the unopened note into her pocket, stood up, and followed him upstairs.

In the office, Yves was staring grimly at his computer screen. He looked up as the door opened.

It wasn't that she was ashamed of her past, she just didn’t want to relive it.

Seeing her unwillingness to talk, Yves didn’t push any further.

“I’m glad to hear it was nothing serious. My phone is on 24/7. If you ever need anything, you can call me anytime.” He closed the surveillance footage. “If you’re not feeling well, don’t force yourself. You can go to the break room to rest instead of going home.”

“Okay.”

As the door closed behind her, Yves' expression hardened. He took a screenshot of Jason’s face and sent it to his assistant.

[Inform security. This man is not allowed on Keystone Group property.]

The assistant saved the photo and immediately relayed the order.

Hannah stepped into the elevator, leaning against the cool wall for support. She pulled the note from her pocket and unfolded it.