The Breaking Point of Love (Celeste and Trevor) novel Chapter 463

To avoid raising any suspicions, Wynn made an effort to act as usual and actively joined in the conversation with Trevor, Beck, and Miles.

That evening, when Wynn returned home, Linda and Patricia were sitting on the couch chatting.

Seeing her come in, Linda, who was eating some watermelon, turned her head and asked, "Wynn, has Mrs. Fleming Senior woke up yet?"

Wynn shook her head. "Not yet."

"Huh? Then is there any way to know when she might wake up?"

Wynn shook her head again.

Hearing this, both Linda and Lennox frowned.

They had learned about Martha's sudden illness not long after she was rushed into the emergency room.

Because of this, Trevor decided to delay the divorce with Celeste, and he had immediately informed Wynn.

Divorce wasn't exactly a good thing to many people. With Martha so gravely ill, it would indeed seem inappropriate for Trevor and Celeste to rush ahead with the divorce.

So, while they could understand Trevor wanting to delay the divorce a bit, that didn't mean they were happy about it.

After all, if Martha hadn't collapsed, once Trevor finished dealing with things, he and Celeste could have finalized the divorce in just a few days.

Now that Martha still hadn't woken up, no one knew how long the divorce would be delayed.

Ruby wasn't too worried, though. She tapped her daughter on the head and smiled, "Whether Mrs. Fleming Senior wakes up or not, or whenever she does, Trevor and Wynn are going to get married anyway.

"The current situation is just a minor setback—just a case of good things taking a little longer. Why are you more anxious than the person involved?"

Linda blinked and smiled. "Well, that's true."

That was why Lilian still didn't really know what had happened.

Seeing Wynn's odd expression now, she simply assumed her daughter was truly tired and didn't think any further.

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Elsewhere, as Celeste finished packing up for the day, ready to leave work, Matthias knocked and came into her office, handing her a few gold-stamped invitations.

Smiling, he said, "The anniversary celebration is mostly all set. These invitations are for you."

Celeste took them and smiled. "Alright, thanks."

"What are you thanking me for? There's no need to be so polite with me." Then, as if remembering something, he added, "Oh, right, we've sent invitations to the Fleming Group as well. After all..."

Celeste nodded and gave a small smile. "It's fine. I understand."