Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife

Chapter 803:

On the third day, Leah came with Molly to visit. Molly, sensing something was off, cried nonstop, pushing Joelle to the edge of collapse.

In the end, Shawn practically forced Joelle to take a rest. “Even if Adrian is gone, you still need to pull yourself together.”

Joelle locked herself in her room, spending the entire night processing the series of blows that had come her way. The next day, she no longer stayed by Adrian’s side.

Aurora’s fever had finally started to subside, and both Shawn and Katherine, putting aside their worries for their son, came to help. Joelle let Molly cry as she wanted. No child ever cried themselves to death, after all.

Some things, Joelle reasoned, even if Molly didn’t confront them now, she would eventually have to face. It was time for her to experience more, just like Aurora.

Joelle gathered her strength, knowing the first thing she had to handle was Lucian’s family blocking the entrance to the hospital. Lucian’s coffin had been placed right there, and Miller Group’s stock had dropped significantly over the past two days.

“Michael, let the Dury family come in and talk to me,” Joelle said with steady resolve.

Michael sent people twice to invite them upstairs, but instead of complying, Katy went live, accusing Joelle of cruelty.

Joelle had only stayed at Katy’s house for a short time, but Katy exaggerated for the camera, and many uninformed viewers chose to believe her. This time, Katy also refused to come upstairs, citing the laughable excuse that she was afraid to go up and never return.

Joelle sneered at the absurdity of it. “Callan, go downstairs and deliver a message for me.”

Callan, unaffected by the cameras or public opinion, headed downstairs.

Katy’s parents, dressed in black, collapsed beside Lucian’s coffin, along with his wife and children.

Callan’s voice was emotionless as he delivered the message. “Mrs. Miller says that, out of gratitude for Lucian and his bodyguard’s last-minute decision to save… ”

“Mr. Miller, she will not consider donating the inheritance for now. Now that Raelyn’s lawyer has arrived, do you wish to discuss matters or continue making a scene here? The choice is yours.”

As it turned out, people were often driven by their own self-interest. In the hospital conference room, Joelle, noticeably slimmer, stood alone in a white suit, facing the entire Dury family.

Before Joelle could speak, Anita grabbed the cup in front of her and, without warning, hurled it at Joelle.

Callan immediately stepped forward, his voice rising in anger. “What are you doing?”

“You drove my son to his death!” Anita spat at Joelle, her voice trembling with fury.

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