My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce novel Chapter 47

Although she had anticipated Lionel’s response, hearing it herself still felt like a punch to the gut.

Hannah stared at the contact name on the screen, her heart feeling as if it were being torn apart over and over. The pain was so sharp that tears welled in her eyes, but she forced herself to ask, “Can you come save me?”

The voice on the other end remained flat. “Hannah, I told you yesterday to wait for me.”

Hannah gritted her teeth.

She had waited. But she had been thrown out of the house by her own mother-in-law, forced to wait under the eaves in a storm.

What little dignity she had left was trampled into the mud. How could she have kept waiting?

“Stop playing these games. I don’t have time for this.”

Before she could say another word, Lionel hung up.

The derelict house fell into a dead silence once more.

“Ha… hahaha…” Hannah laughed softly, a self-deprecating sound as her heart bled.

She looked up at the kidnappers, her vision blurred by tears. “Did you hear that? He’s not coming to save me. You won’t get any money, and you won’t get his life.”

Her body went limp, and she slumped backward, her neck tilted back as she stared at the mold-stained ceiling. In a corner, a moth was hopelessly stuck in a spiderweb, struggling desperately but unable to escape.

“Is it money you want? I have some on my phone. You can have it all,” she said weakly. “If you’re after Lionel’s life, then I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed. He won’t come for me, and you won’t get to see him.”

The five kidnappers looked at her with a mix of expressions: confusion, disbelief, pity, and sympathy.

“Aren’t you his wife? He won’t even do anything when his own wife is kidnapped?” the lanky man asked, bewildered.

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