Chapter 113

As Irene hung her head, Stan said, “Please pack her belongings, Mrs. Watson.”

Despite what Stan said, Mrs. Watson just had to pick up Irene’s laundry and nothing else.

After she was done, Stan brought a wheelchair, and Mrs. Watson helped Irene to get on it.

With the men he brought, it looked as if Stan was afraid she would run away, and the overkill was enough for Mrs. Watson to tell that something was wrong. “Did you upset your husband again, Mrs. Jefferson?”

Irene said nothing.

“Why?” Mrs. Watson simply could not understand, and disliked that about her.

Irene could get along with Isaac and have a blissful married life with him. How many women would die for that?!

“Because-”

Stan stomped on the rose bouquet Harvey sent, leaving an utter mess before telling Irene, “Mr.

impassive-she did not

whatever you want,” she

man who visited you earlier?” Mrs. Watson

“Yeah,” Irene replied.

“Why would you accept it if

divorce,” Irene said flatly, leaving

Irene really did not know what was good for her, Stan snorted.

chuckled but did

the hospital, they saw

when he saw Irene, he quickly went up to her and asked worriedly, “Irene? Where have you been the last

beside him. “You

know you two were hiding from me, but I’m telling you—I won’t divorce

she could finish, and

she could immediately tell that he was sick, so she said softly, “You’re here to get checked,

was still clutching his chest and coughing violently for a while before he could speak. Wheezing, he asked,

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