The Doormat Wife’s Ultimate Glow-Up novel Chapter 126

“Tell Zach that if his AI company wants to make it, he needs to go public, apologize, and take all the blame himself.”

“And get someone from the IRS to look into Tara’s finances. I remember she helped Dylon move some assets around before.”

He turned to Reese then, his face softening. “Don’t worry. No one who messed with you is getting away with it.”

The sharp smell of disinfectant hung in the hospital air as Reese stared down at Mr. Ratcliff’s report. The words “late stage” and “poor prognosis” felt like needles stabbing at her eyes.

Even Mr. Ratcliff’s doctor had pulled her aside in private earlier and told her quietly, “I’m afraid your grandfather only has a few weeks left. As his family, the best we can do is make sure he’s at peace for the rest of his time.”

She looked up at the pale, frail old man lying in the hospital bed. A mess of emotions crashed over her.

Mr. Ratcliff leaned back against the pillows, his voice weaker than before. “I don’t have much time left. All I want now is for you and that stubborn boy to work things out.

“Reese, I heard you filed for divorce. You want to leave him.

“I know I made mistakes. I’m part of the reason things turned out this way between you and Sebastian.

“But all I ever wanted was for you two to be happy together.”

Reese looked at the man who was nearing the end of his life. She knew that if she wanted to fix the mess at Ramos Corporation and get her mother’s company back, she needed Mr. Ratcliff’s help.

Whatever his real intentions, at least he’d promised to help her. And she knew he didn’t have more than two months left.

Just a little longer, she told herself.

Two months. She could wait that long. Divorce was inevitable.

Still, if he could just keep them married a little longer, even if the chances were slim, maybe something would change between them. Maybe they’d find their way back to each other. No matter how unlikely, he had to try. It was the last thing he could do for the Ratcliff family.

He sighed and nodded. “Alright. I promise. I’ve already sent people to handle things at Ramos Corporation.”

Reese could see how tired he was. She stayed with him for a while longer, then quietly said goodbye.

A little later, Sebastian walked into the hospital room. He glanced at his grandfather, worry lining his face. “Grandpa, I’ll take care of things with Reese. You need to focus on getting better.”

“And how exactly do you plan to ‘take care of it’?” Mr. Ratcliff shot back, irritation clear in his voice. “Going to force her into coming back again?

“Reese isn’t the type you can push around. The more you try to control her, the further she’ll run.”