My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce (Hannah) novel Chapter 249

They were just days away from finalizing their divorce. If Grandma moved in now, she’d be trapped here even after they were legally separated, forced to continue this charade. Did he really not want to get divorced? But if that were true, why had he made her sign the papers in the first place? And why hadn’t he withdrawn the application?

A sense of unease settled over her. For the past couple of days, she’d had a nagging feeling that she was forgetting something important.

“Oh, Grandma won’t get in the way of you young people,” Grandma said, waving a hand dismissively. “You need your own space; I understand that.” She then pulled a small, blessed token from her purse and handed it to Hannah. “Grandma got this for you from the church. The father said you two will have a child soon. I’m just waiting to hold my great-grandchild.”

The words hung in the sudden silence of the dining room.

Hannah forced a smile and nodded, gently placing the token back in Grandma’s bag. She knew how much Grandma wanted a great-grandchild. Right after they were married, she had pleaded with Lionel to stay, to build a life with her. But his response had been brutal.

‘You and I will never have children. Don’t you ever think you can carry my child!’

She could still hear the disgust and contempt in his voice, as if she were unworthy of him, unworthy of being a mother to his children. That one sentence had built a wall inside her. Now, any time Lionel got even remotely close, his words would echo in her mind.

Back then, she wasn’t worthy. Now, she simply wasn’t willing.

“Grandma, it’s getting late. We should eat,” Hannah said, signaling for the food to be brought out.

“She’s right, Grandma,” Hannah chimed in. “She’s clumsy and not very bright. What if she accidentally upsets you? It’s better if she stays here with us.”

Cora, kneeling on the floor to pick up the broken pieces, bristled at Hannah’s insult. But the fact that Hannah was arguing for her to stay eased some of the sting.

“But she’s still so young,” Grandma insisted, looking skeptical. “It makes me uneasy.”

“What’s there to be uneasy about?” Hannah replied smoothly. “Or do you think Lionel is that kind of man?”