Mr. CEO Your Wife Has Wanted a Divorce for a Long Time

---- Chapter 331 Thanks to the fact that Sally's illness was still in its early stages and the degree of organ failure wasn't yet critical, Dr. Quincy and her team were able to make several adjustments based on Sally's condition. Eventually, they succeeded in developing a treatment plan that could help stabilize his health. When the news came, the tension that had been straining Maggie and the old Madam Miller finally eased.

The dark cloud that had been hanging over the Miller family for half a month was finally lifted. That night, overjoyed and moved to tears, the old madam even personally cooked dinner to celebrate with the family. After the meal, just as Maggie sat down in the living room with the old lady, her phone rang-it was a call from Isabella. It had actually been over a month since the mother and daughter last spoke. Technically, Maggie should've answered the last call Isabella made.

---- But back then, Sally had just been diagnosed with organ failure, and her own emotions were in turmoil. She hadn't been in the mood to pick up. Now... When she saw the caller ID, the old madam said, "Take the call." Though she'd never openly blamed Isabella for getting close to Julia, the old madam couldn't pretend she didn't mind.

in those difficult days, it probably would've tipped her

mom again after a few days. But when she'd told her dad about wanting to call, ---- the same dad who usually encouraged her to do just that, had instead said: "Your mom's got too much on her plate right now. Give her a little space." So, Isabella had forced herself to. wait. But today, she just couldn't hold it in any longer. She called-and to her shock, her mom

up... You have no idea how much I've missed you lately..." Listening to that tearful, nasal voice, Maggie lowered her eyes, suppressing the emotion in them before speaking calmly, "Did you have dinner?" "I did!" Isabella's voice brightened

tomorrow~or, no, I could come right now! Can I?" Maggie replied, "I have to work tomorrow, but if you really 'want to come, then come." ---- Then, remembering something, she added, "But check with your dad first-only come if he says it's okay-" "He will say yes!" Isabella cut her off excitedly before she could finish. "I'm packing right now! Mom, wait for me!" She hung up

"Mom said I can go see her!" Franklin tamed a page of his book before glancing up. "Got it. Want me to drive you?" "No need!" Isabella dashed upstairs with Aunt Sara to pack. A few minutes later, she ran down the stairs with a small backpack on. As she rushed past Franklin, still calmly reading