My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce novel Chapter 89

Before she blocked her completely, however, she couldn’t resist a quick look at Sandra’s Facebook page.

The latest post was a photo of Sandra in a hospital bed, a weak smile on her face. Next to her, just in frame, was Lionel’s familiar shoulder.

The caption read: Whenever I’m in danger, you always appear to save me.

Hannah stared at the post, then deliberately hit the ‘like’ button. On second thought, she decided not to block Sandra after all.

She glanced around the apartment. Since Quennel didn't live here full-time, it lacked a personal touch. After a bit of searching, she found a pair of men’s slippers by the front door. She took a selfie, making sure the slippers were visible in the corner of the shot. Then she took another photo of the medicine on her nightstand. It was a shame she hadn't taken a picture of the soup earlier; that would have been perfect.

She drafted a new post.

“Collapsed in the rain, but thankfully my big brother was there to rescue me. He even got me medicine and made me some amazing soup. Seriously, he’s the best cook!”

Without a second thought, she posted it.

Less than thirty seconds later, Yves liked it.

Yves: ?? Since when do you have a brother??

Hannah: Quennel.

Yves let out a sigh of relief.

“Talk about misleading,” he muttered to himself before typing another message: How are you feeling? I’ll come see you after work. Let me know if you want me to bring you anything to eat.

Hannah: No need, Quennel has everything here. Don’t go out of your way, Mr. Lancaster.

Yves frowned at the screen. Quennel has everything there?

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