My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce (Hannah) novel Chapter 76

A cold fury seized him. He lunged for the elevator, stabbing at the button, but it was too late. He slammed his hand on the button for the adjacent elevator.

On the fifteenth floor, he burst through the fire escape door and raced to Hannah’s room, just as Quennel was stepping out.

Quennel ignored him, pulling out his own key card, but Lionel grabbed his wrist.

“She’s asleep. Don’t bother her.”

“She’s my wife. Get out of my way.”

Quennel laughed, a cold, mocking sound. He snapped the key card in half and threw it on the floor. “Wife? Did you think about your wife when you were with Sandra? If you don’t love her, let her go. Why do you insist on tormenting her?”

Lionel’s eyes, cold as ice, locked on the broken key card. “Let her go so you can have her? Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to, Quennel.”

He grabbed Quennel by the collar, his voice a low growl. “Even if we get a divorce, she will never marry you. Don’t even think about it.”

Inside, Hannah had just finished her shower, oblivious to the confrontation outside. She had expected to lie awake all night, replaying Quennel’s words in her mind. But she had slept soundly, waking up before her alarm.

She dressed in a simple, elegant dress and applied light, natural makeup. Only the faint puffiness around her eyes betrayed the tears she had shed the night before.

As she came downstairs, she saw Lionel and Sandra standing near the entrance, talking intimately.