Relentless Pursuit After Divorce by The nightingale lives

Chapter 1378: 1378. An overnight nouveau riche

Grace Gresia was very receptive to Jasmine Churchill’s advice, and upon hearing her words, she changed her mind.

After suffering such a blow to his pride, Charles Churchill was seething with anger and was tempted to slap Grace Gresia, but remembering that he was at the Jones’ home, he forcefully held back the urge.

Grace Gresia wasn’t particularly beautiful, and she had been unfaithful several times; anyone else would have divorced her by now, but maybe he really was the reincarnation of a cuckold spirit for he simply couldn’t bring himself to do it.

He would hit her, he would scold her, but he would never divorce her. Over time, Grace Gresia came to realize this and grew unafraid.

"You better behave yourself. If you ruin Jasmine’s prospects, I’ll divorce you when we get back," he threatened.

Although Grace Gresia wasn’t afraid of a divorce from Charles Churchill, she truly was concerned about damaging her daughter’s opportunities, and so she kept in line.

Soon enough, the feast began.

Mr. and Mrs. Jones descended the stairs with their youngest son, Jack Campbell nestled in their arms.

Jack Campbell wasn’t shy at all; snuggled in his mommy’s embrace, he curiously gazed at the throng of visitors filling their home.

and even for a one-year-old child’s birthday, the gifts they

for the older generation to gift gold to a one-year-old child, wishing them safety, wealth, and a

this moment, Jack Campbell was laden with gold and jade on his hands and neck, looking like a little tycoon

stood obediently at his parents’ side, guided by

taller, and his facial features had developed significantly, making him look even more like

however, took after Elly

descended to the earthly realm with their divine children, a sight

of the Jones family, Adam and Elly naturally went

guests,

rich flavor;

in arm with Adam Jones, staggered slightly

bent down to ask her,

okay, probably just the red wine hitting me,"

take you upstairs to rest,"

a few tables left. We’ve attended to hundreds already; it would

Campbell liked to act coy and charming beside her husband, but there was a time