She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 368: Strained Relationship between Abbie and Jane

After he left, the hospital room returned to its quiet state.

Abbie lay on the bed, unable to sleep as she stared at the bright white ceiling.

Turning her head, she glanced out the window, her gaze empty and distant, as if shrouded in a layer of white mist.

She had no parents, and even her only reliance, Kelvin, had abandoned her.

She would truly be alone from now on. As for her uncle’s family, Abbie gave a cold laugh. She had no hope for them.

In the afternoon, she heard footsteps outside the hospital room door. She thought it might finally be Kelvin arriving, and a ripple of excitement stirred in her otherwise silent heart. She eagerly got up to open the door.

At the entrance, what caught her eye instead was the face of a woman – Jane.

She was dressed in a high-end Chanel-inspired suit, a white collar blazer with double-row gold buttons that accentuated her slim waist.

She wore a matching pencil skirt that reached her knees, and her feet were adorned with apricot-colored pointed high-heeled shoes, stepping with confidence.

Her face showcased fashionable and eye-catching makeup, exuding a determined and domineering aura.

She smiled at Abbie, “Abbie, why do you look so disappointed? Is my arrival unwelcome?”

Abbie slightly furrowed her delicate eyebrows and graciously invited her in to sit. She then noticed the bouquet that Jane had brought – a bouquet of white chrysanthemums?

Nonchalantly, Jane found a vase and placed the bundle of white chrysanthemums in it, casually adjusting them. She turned back to Abbie and gave her a gentle smile. “You like chrysanthemums, so I decided to get them while passing by. I wasn’t sure which color to choose, but since you usually like white, I picked white.”

The expression on Abbie’s face became sinister, and her voice turned cold and sarcastic. “Hmm, so you’re just hoping that I die soon, aren’t you?”

her eyes. “Why do you interpret my thoughtful intentions with malice, Abbie? White chrysanthemums are a symbol of the

sure you hate me, Jane. I understand you far more than you

was no longer interested in pretending. Her expression turned icy in an instant, and she calmly

have called off the engagement.” Teagan announced he would

lost their shares, and Cody had lost his network of support, thus no longer benefiting

a moment and directed her blame at the expressionless woman lying in the hospital bed. “It’s all because of you, Abbie. Did you come

faint smile. “This was always supposed

voice carried a curse-like tone and rang in her ears, word for word. “It doesn’t matter now. Seeing you

and I were in

Kelvin wouldn’t last. How could someone as selfish and malicious as

no connection to you. The years

future. Herself, old and frail, gasping for breath, lying in a

frantic as her cousin’s mocking laughter made her feel unsettled and afraid, almost like a

the vase from the table in anger, she threw it at Jane. “Get out! What does a jilted whore like

least her own reputation remained untainted, while Jane had been

Abbie felt a

hit the ground, a crisp sound followed, and the white fragments scattered

across

inserted white chrysanthemums fell to the

and let out a cold snort before leaving, arms crossed in an arrogant stance. “Hmph, Abbie, this is the real you. Your façade of elegance and gentleness will eventually crumble, and

“Get lost!”

drove her away, while anger continued to intertwine and burn

just the first

very first day that Kelvin had abandoned her, someone

in her chest, Abbie took two steps back, barefoot, and accidentally stepped on a shard of the

spreading from the sole

edge of the bed, her fingers couldn’t reach the button. It was

bleeding, but she didn’t

emergency button, her emotions suddenly collapsed, thinking to herself: