My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce (Hannah) novel Chapter 190

Sandra’s eyelashes fluttered as she considered her answer. “Hannah is a top lawyer now,” she said with a smile. “It’s likely his company is just trying to recruit her.”

Jason grunted. “As long as she shows up, that’s all that matters.”

“Yes. It’s about time she came home for a visit.”

After seeing Jason off, Sandra sent a message to Cora and placed a small packet in a coded locker.

Less than thirty minutes later, a breathless Cora ran up to the locker. She glanced around nervously, punched in the code, and snatched the packet. After confirming no one had seen her, she shoved it into her purse and hurried away.

That evening, Lionel returned home to find Hannah already eating dinner without him.

The sight gave him a strange pang of disappointment. She used to wait for him, no matter how late he was. Even when he told her to eat first, she would insist.

He loosened his tie and sat down. “There’s an event tomorrow. I want you to come with me.”

“No,” Hannah said without a second thought.

He had just picked up his fork, stunned by her immediate refusal. “Why not?”

Hannah looked up, her expression weary and dismissive. “Why should I? In what capacity would I be attending? As your wife? A friend?”

She scoffed. “Aside from Rosenberg family gatherings, I have never accompanied you to a single event. If you need a date, go ask Sandra. That’s what you’ve always done.”

She had no idea what had gotten into him, asking her to go with him now.

Lionel looked at her indifferent face and sighed. “It’s not really an event. It’s just… a place I want to take you.”

Hannah studied him for a moment, her brow furrowing. “No.”

Something about him today felt off, pushy. A sense of unease settled over her.

She was going nowhere tomorrow. She was going to stay home and rest.

Worried he would press the issue, she put down her utensils and went upstairs.

Cora, who had been standing by, grew anxious at Hannah’s firm refusal.

“Since you’re not coming to the event with me today, how about I take you to see Grandma?”

Hannah looked up. “Isn’t she still at the church?”

“We can still visit. It’s been a while since she’s seen you. I’ll drive you over after breakfast,” Lionel said, trying to sound casual, though he couldn’t quite meet her eyes.

He’d almost forgotten that detail.

Having blocked Jason, Hannah agreed. She finished her breakfast, and after getting ready, she intended to drive herself. But her car was still in the mall’s parking garage, and she wasn’t comfortable driving any of the others. So, she let Lionel drive.

Cora stood at the door and watched them leave, then immediately pulled out her phone and sent a message to Sandra.

[I did what you said. I put the sleeping pills in her milk, and she drank all of it.]

Sandra saw the message but didn’t reply. A smile touched her lips as she started her car and headed for the orphanage.

She had been worried that if Hannah found out where they were going, she would fight with Lionel and jump out of the car. Her carefully laid plans would be ruined. That’s why she’d had Cora spike her milk with a mild sedative.