My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce novel Chapter 96

A sacrificial lamb. She refused to believe Lionel was stupid enough to fall for it. Xenia was nothing more than Sandra’s lapdog. Would she dare make a move without Sandra’s explicit orders?

Hannah looked down at the delicate porcelain cup in her hands, her thumb tracing its smooth rim. A cold sneer played on her lips as she looked up at the man sitting across from her.

No, she thought, it wasn’t that Lionel was stupid. It was that he thought she was.

“Speak!” Lionel commanded, seeing the mocking amusement in Hannah’s eyes. He knew she wasn’t buying it.

“I… I ran into Ms. Woods on my way home from work,” Xenia stammered. “I just said a few things, and the next day, I went with her to take the case from you.”

“A few things, and Sandra pounced on it like a dog on a bone? Sounds like she’d been eyeing my case for a while and was just waiting for an excuse, doesn’t it?”

Xenia’s face went pale. She had never expected Hannah to press for details.

Lionel’s brow furrowed, his displeasure evident. “I know you have issues with Sandra, but the truth is right in front of you. Why must you make things so difficult?”

Hannah’s hand, holding the teacup, froze mid-air. After a few seconds, she brought it to her lips and took another sip.

Difficult? His ability to see only what he wanted to see was truly remarkable.

“So, you believe this is the truth?” Hannah challenged him.

Lionel’s expression darkened, but he didn’t answer.

A heavy silence descended upon the room.

Hannah calmly refilled her cup, watching the clear tea swirl within it. A soft, humorless laugh escaped her.

“You’ve always been this way, Lionel. Whatever you decide is the truth becomes the truth. Since you’re convinced this is what happened, you’d just obstruct me even if I investigated it myself.”

She picked up the cup, a wave of profound disappointment washing over her. “The truth doesn’t matter anymore. I don’t care.”

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