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?”

you interpret my thoughtful intentions with malice, Abbie? White chrysanthemums are a symbol of the royal family, and in some countries, they are used

me, Jane. I understand you far more than

no longer interested in pretending. Her expression turned icy in an instant, and she calmly replied, her voice devoid of

Teagan announced he would be engaged

had lost their shares, and Cody had lost

the expressionless woman lying in the hospital bed. “It’s

smile. “This was always supposed to be mine. There is no

echoed through the hospital room. Jane’s voice carried a curse-like tone and rang in her ears, word for word. “It doesn’t matter now. Seeing you in this state

At least Teagan and I were in it for mutual interests. I didn’t

could someone as selfish and malicious as

the Berry family has no connection to you.

and frail, gasping for breath, lying in a coffin, with no one around to pray for her –

frantic as her cousin’s mocking laughter made

she threw it at Jane. “Get out! What does a jilted whore like you have to

her own reputation remained untainted, while Jane had been

a slight sense of

vase hit the ground, a crisp sound followed, and the white

spilled across

fell to the ground, its delicate

arrogant stance. “Hmph, Abbie,

“Get lost!”

anger continued to intertwine and burn

just the

the very first day that Kelvin had abandoned her,

back, barefoot, and accidentally stepped on a shard of the broken vase, causing an even sharper pain to

saw the fresh red blood spreading from the sole of her foot, contrasting against her pale, almost bluish skin, a

emergency button on the bedside, but as she crouched by the edge of the bed, her fingers couldn’t reach

foot was bleeding, but she didn’t

her emotions suddenly collapsed, thinking to herself: