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?”

squinted her eyes. “Why do you interpret my thoughtful intentions with malice, Abbie? White chrysanthemums are a symbol of the royal family, and in some

me, Jane. I understand you

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

called off the engagement.” Teagan announced he would

had lost their shares, and Cody had lost his

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

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

rang in her ears, word for

I were in it for mutual interests. I didn’t have to chose him as my

last. How could someone as selfish and malicious as you deserve

to you. The years ahead will leave you all alone, and

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

made her

it at Jane. “Get out!

least her own reputation remained untainted, while Jane had

a slight

crisp

across the

bouquet of freshly inserted white chrysanthemums fell to the ground, its delicate petals gathering a layer of

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 I look forward to

“Get lost!”

drove her away, while anger continued to intertwine

was just

abandoned her, someone dared to come and

back, barefoot, and accidentally stepped on a shard of the broken vase,

head, she saw the fresh red blood spreading from the sole of her foot, contrasting against her pale, almost bluish skin, a heart-wrenching

bedside, but as she crouched by the edge of the bed,

bleeding, but she didn’t

button, her emotions suddenly collapsed, thinking to herself: maybe this is what