My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce (Hannah) novel Chapter 281

He had brought this all on himself. He deserved every bit of it.

Lionel’s heart clenched as he listened to Hannah, but he was powerless to do anything. All he could do was stand there, rooted to the spot, and watch her walk away with Yves. The sight of them leaving side-by-side filled him with a fresh wave of regret over his own past foolishness.

Why? Why did I have to do that? If I hadn’t, maybe none of this would have happened!

He clenched his fists, his eyes shot through with red.

Cora watched Lionel’s pained expression and felt a pang of sympathy for him. She shot a venomous glare at Hannah’s retreating back.

That damn bitch! How dare she disrespect Mr. Rosenberg, even here at the Rosenberg Group headquarters. She’s getting more and more out of line!

“Sir, you should eat something. The food is getting cold,” Cora said, her voice soft and tentative.

A vein throbbed in Lionel’s forehead. He pulled out his phone and ordered security to come up and remove her.

“And get a message out: this woman is banned from ever setting foot in this company again! Drag her out of here!”

Cora felt as if she’d been struck by lightning. She stumbled back, her eyes wide with disbelief.

“S-Sir?” she stammered, staring at him. “You… you can’t do this to me! Everything I did was for you. I care about you more than she does, why can’t you see that? It was all for you!”

Lionel ignored her hysterical cries, his eyes turning cold and dark. He spun around, walked back into the building, and immediately called his grandmother.

That brainless fool, she thought. Letting just anyone into his life, into our home. He deserves all the trouble he gets!

“Oh, my poor Hannah,” she lamented aloud. “What a disaster for our family. How did my grandson turn out to be such a clueless idiot?”

An old family maid stepped forward. “Ma’am, when she returns, we could dock this month’s pay. And didn’t you say you have a grandson negotiating a deal out on the border? We could send Cora there to ‘take care’ of him. It would save us the trouble of watching her.”

Grandma considered it for a moment, then nodded. It was a brilliant idea. She immediately sent someone to make the arrangements.

Meanwhile, Hannah and Yves had left the office and settled into a nearby restaurant.

“Is she always like that? And Lionel just lets it happen?” Yves asked curiously.