Beyond the Divorce

Arnold grinned mischievously and said, "Hana's back! We had plans to go out for a meal together, and now we're stuck with two third wheels!"

Ava glanced at Arnold with confusion and asked, "Uncle Arnold, why do we need wheels?"

Both Arnold and I chuckled, looking at Ava. Arnold explained to her, "You and Jenny are the third wheels!"

"Why?" Ava stubbornly asked.

Arnold was at a loss for words.

I said to Rose, "Looks like he has a target now!"

Rose looked at Arnold and chuckled, "Men from the Beringer family are loyal but not proactive!"

"Hana is a very elegant and lovely young woman. She's a skilled and responsible new breed of designer-a furnishings designer! We've been collaborating for a while, and I do like this girl, she's mature and responsible." "I've met this girl. I met her the night you got married!" Rose glanced at me and said, "She's indeed a very likable girl!"

"Grandma, you noticed that too!" I was amazed.

My mom and I went to the hospital together after our meal.

In the car, I saw her sitting in the passenger seat, gripping the handle of the thermos tightly. I knew she was a bit nervous.

The reason I had to bring her to the hospital was to alleviate some of her pressure.

We both understood that neither of us wanted to be the first to open up about the truth. We all harbored some trepidation. The closer we got to it, the more we wanted to avoid facing it.

I've been imagining a question all along. If none of this had happened, if we were just an ordinary family, wouldn't that be wonderful?

I truly understood why my mom had said those words when she decided to sell the house. I didn't give it much attention at the time, but now I understand her true thoughts and concerns.

Life is indeed dramatic. Their darkest worries materialized after the house was sold. We couldn't turn back from all of this.

At the hospital, Oliver was awake. He was still lying on the bed, looking at us as we entered.

Lauren immediately got up and asked, "Y-You're back?"

"It's all fine now! Don't worry!" After all, my mom was there so I couldn't say too much.

My mom handed the soup to Lauren. "Quick, feed him some. Molly specially prepared this soup to replenish his energy!"

After taking the soup, Lauren immediately did as she was told. She helped Oliver to turn to the side, then fed him some soup.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

My mom looked at Oliver and said, "Thank you so much. Chloe said if it weren't for you, she would've been the one injured! Sigh..." "There's no need for thanks. Anyone would do the same," Oliver spoke up.

I looked at Lauren and said softly, "Go and rest for a while. With my mom and me here, you can relax! You need to rest as much as possible!"

"No need. When Oliver sleeps, I sleep too. It's okay!" Lauren looked at Oliver's still-pale face, her eyes full of pain.

Not long after, Ivanna walked in. She probably didn't expect to see me in the ward. "You're back! Is Mr. George okay?"

"He's fine, false alarm!" I said lightly. "My mom said she hasn't seen you in a long time!"

Ivanna quickly greeted my mom and Oliver affectionately before pulling my mom to the hospital lobby to chat.

Lauren grabbed my arm and asked, "What's going on exactly? Why did you come back so soon?"

I shook my head gently. "It's complicated! He was kidnapped!"

"Kidnapped?" Lauren was somewhat surprised. "Who did it?"

"People from abroad."

Lauren's eyes stared at me and asked, "Is it time to reveal the secret?"

I nodded. "There's more to it than meets the eye."

"What did they kidnap him for? There must be a purpose!"

Oere is. My dad doesn't

think it's that simple. After rescuing

my

, Atlas decided to fly back to

Foswood overnight."

"It seems there's more to it than meets the eye?" Lauren murmured to herself.

"My dad was planning to reveal the truth last night, but when we got back to Foswood, it was already too late. Atlas stopped it! He left early this morning, and I haven't seen him yet" I said. en FindNovel

"It must be Atlas with some ideas. He must know a lot about Mr. George."