My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce novel Chapter 63

As Hannah stepped outside to take the call, Sandra’s body tensed, her expression darkening. She watched the woman through the glass window, a toxic mix of jealousy and hatred bubbling up inside her.

It wasn’t until after her brother’s fatal car accident that she learned the family business was on the brink of bankruptcy. Her father had come out of retirement to try and save it, but it was no use. Her parents had immediately arranged this blind date, hoping a strategic marriage would rescue the Woods family from ruin.

The thought of marrying a man like that… she would have been better off marrying Lionel!

It was all their fault! They were the ones who had warned her that Lionel, despite his success, had grown up a street thug and was no match for Quennel. They had pushed her to pursue Quennel instead. If it hadn’t been for their meddling, she would be Mrs. Rosenberg right now, not trapped in this nightmare.

When Hannah returned, Sandra masked her envy with her usual gentle smile.

“Owen mentioned Lionel was in Ryth too,” Sandra said casually. “I was going to ask him to dinner, but he said he was heading back. I had no idea you were here! We all could have had dinner together.”

“He’s coming over tonight,” Hannah replied, her face a blank canvas as she picked up the receipt to leave.

“How did you know he’s coming tonight?” Sandra pressed, following her.

Hannah paused for a second, a slow, knowing smile spreading across her lips. “Because I’m his wife. That’s how.”

With that final, dismissive smile, Hannah turned and walked away.

Left alone, Sandra sank onto the sofa, her features contorted with an uncontainable rage.

Wife…

If she hadn’t stepped aside back then, Hannah would have never become Lionel’s wife! She had given her the opportunity of a lifetime, and instead of being grateful, the woman had the audacity to flaunt it in her face.

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