The Divorce Prescription

Chapter 578

"Declan, I have a fever!" Hailey texted.

Declan kept one hand in his pocket, choosing not to reply.

Just then, his phone received another notification.

Another message from Hailey popped up.

"Declan, my head hurts. Can you come and check on me?"

"Declan, I don't think you meant those things you said. There must be a reason why you treated me that way."

"Declan, if you come over now, I'll forgive you. We can still be happy together."

Hailey kept sending messages, and Declan's phone notifications kept going off.

He could already picture her expression-perhaps a little stubborn, a little frustrated, yet undeniably captivating.

Walking alone on the street, Declan gripped his phone tightly. He couldn't go to her. His rational mind told him he shouldn't do that.

At a time when he had nothing, he had somehow found the woman he wanted to protect and cherish for a lifetime.

How ironic.

to

in. "Declan, I miss

His footsteps halted.

later, he spun around and sprinted in the

Declan stood outside the Lambert residence. Warm

stood there for a moment, his hands clenching into fists, then relaxing, then clenching

a long inner struggle,

sat curled up on her bed, phone in hand, waiting for a reply.

She pouted in disappointment,

"Declan, doing right now?"

wondering to herself, net

Had she disturbed him?

wh

working.

was a sudden knock on her

"Who is it?"

"It's me, Ms. Hailey."

the matter,

but someone's here to

was