Bye, My Irresistible Love

Chapter 552: Divorce Agreement 

Alie‘s POV:

When I arrived at the hospital. I saw Monica Creem come out of Caroline‘s ward .A frown appeared on my face at the sight of her “Why are you here ?” I asked crossy

Monica raised the gift basket in her hand and said in an aggrieved tone. “I heard that your daughter in law has just given birth, so I came to visit her But it seems that she doesn‘t want to accept my gilf”‘

“How can she accept it? Ever since your daughter returned last year, she has been pestering my son and provoking my daughter–in–law. Aren‘t you aware of that? As her mother it‘s your job to teach her some manners it doesn‘t take a genius to know that it‘s wrong to steal someone else‘s husband”

“How could my daughter do something like that? Besides, if Charles and Caroline really love each other, how could my daughter split them up Clearly, there‘s something wrong with their relationship Don‘t just put all the blame on my daughter!”

The more Monica spoke, the angrier she became

Her entitlement and shamelessness made my blood boil. In a fit of anger, I rolled up my sleeve and retorted, “My son has a good relationship with his wife. Stop talking nonsense! Leave. You‘re not welcome here!” Monica‘s face turned red in anger.

With a huff, she took the gift and left. I pushed the door open, and my heart jolted when I saw Caroline talking to Nina with a serious expression, My eyes shifted to the envelope in her hand. And knowing that Nina was a lawyer, a sinking feeling emerged at the pit of my stomach

It had been days since Caroline woke up. However, she still had not talked to Charles since. Day after day, I was worried that she would get a divorce and end things for the two of them. • And now, it seemed what I had been dreading had finally come.

Hearing the sound of the door, Nina looked at me and greeted, “Mrs. Moore, you‘re here.”

“Hey, Nina. I‘m happy to see you here. You must be busy, but you still came to visit Caroline.” I walked over with a smile and put my bag on the bedside table. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Then, I glanced at Caroline, who seemed down in the dumps, and asked with concern, “Are you feeling better now?”

“Yes. So much better,” Caroline replied, though her face said otherwise.

“Did Monica Greem make things difficult for you again?” I sighed, feeling pity as Caroline had to go through that, and tucked her hair behind her ear. Caroline forced a smile.

“No, I just ignored her.” After chatting for a while, Nina finally bade farewell.

I also stood up.

“I have to go now too. Do you mind if we leave together?” Without waiting for Nina‘s response, I pulled her out of the ward and talked to her.

“Nina, I know you have a good relationship with Caroline. But there are some things I have to tell you…” I advised her not to persuade Caroline to divorce Charles, But it would be better if she did not bring up the idea of divorce ultimately Nina frowned and asked, “Mrs. Moore, have you ever thought about how Caroline would feel? If she stays with Charles, it means that he‘ll have her by the palm of his hand, and she‘ll have to endure the provocation of the women around him. If that‘s the case, why would she still want this marriage?”

“But they love each other!” I answered affirmatively.

“Love? Then why did Caroline have to suffer? Do you have any idea how much injustice and grievance she had to endure after she married Charles? Yes, she loves Charles, but that doesn’t mean she has to

stay and continue to suffer.”

“Charles may have done something wrong, but he‘s not entirely at fault Nevaeh is the one to blame in this matter She‘s been pestering Charles nonstop‘” I defended Charles

“Mis Moore, even without Nevaeh, there‘ll be other women Charles doesn‘t give Caroline enough sense of security And right now, she‘s devastated. Caroline was the one who contacted me about the divorce she‘s completely disappointed in Charles She couldn‘t take it anymore. Nina crossed her arms in front of her chest, her eyes full of pity for Caroline I opened my mouth to speak, but words got stuck in my throat

A moment later, an idea occurred to me

“Nina, Charles loves Caroline very much. Can you help him persuade Caroline not to continue filing the divorce? You‘re her best friend. She‘ll listen to you,” I pleaded, Nina heaved a sigh and smiled at me helplessly.

“Mrs. Moore, as her best friend, I hope that she‘s happy more than anyone else. But, if you insist… If Charles manages to change Caroline‘s mind, then I‘ll put the divorce on hold temporarily. If he can‘t, I have no choice but to go through the procedure.” I agreed to Nina’s compromise without a second thought As long as there was a room for maneuver, I would not give up

Nevaeh‘s POV

I slowly opened my eyes and found that I was in a hospital ward. I looked at my side and saw my mother sitting next to me

“Mom.”

“Nevaeh, you‘re finally awake!” Mom exclaimed in glee. She then hugged me tightly with tears of joy streaming down her cheeks.

“Mom, did anyone come to see me?” I asked with my heart full of hope. My eyes fell on the gift box on the table, and Charles‘s handsome face flashed through my mind.

My mother wiped the tears from the corner of my eyes and said, “The night of your accident, Charles rushed here to the hospital and waited outside the operating room the whole night. And roughly the same time, Caroline fainted at her house and then gave birth to her child the next day.”

My heart softened when I heard that Charles had chosen me over Caroline. When I heard what my mother had said, hope filled my heart.

“Wait. Did you just say that Caroline had just given birth?”

“She‘s also in the ward on this floor. I went to see her a while ago, but she was rude and ungrateful.” I blinked my eyes and tried to prop myself up.

But then, I found that there was no strength left in me. In all honesty, I did not have any romantic feelings toward Charles before. But compared with my ex–boyfriend, I could say that Charles was indeed an excellent man. Caroline was nothing but a pretty face. A powerful man in the business circle like Charles was way out of her league. She did not deserve him.

Charles was so into her, though. I wonder why.

“Mom, I want to see Caroline.” I sat in a wheelchair, and my mother wheeled me to the door of Caroline‘s ward. But for some reason, her bodyguards stopped us.

“Mrs. Moore doesn’t want to see you. Please go back.” Tracy and Janet stood in front of the door, glaring at us.

“You‘re nobody but Caroline‘s bodyguards. Your job is to protect her, not bar her guests.”

“How can you even call yourself a guest? Mrs. Moore doesn‘t even know you,” Janet fired back with an apparent disgust. The bodyguard‘s attitude made my hackles rise. However, I could not lose my temper, so I just gritted my teeth and forced a smile.

“Please tell Caroline that I really appreciate Charles leaving her behind that night to see me.”

“Our boss thought you were going to die, so he went there to mourn you,” Janet retorted with a sneer..

My mother could not stand it anymore. She stood in front of me and shouted, “Why are you so rude and mean? How dare you curse my daughter? Who do you think you are?!‘

“There‘s nothing wrong with what I just said. That night, the hospital issued a notice that Miss Greem was critically ill. So, out of politeness, our boss came to the hospital to see your daughter for the last time. I hope you don‘t think too highly of yourself, Miss Greem.”

My body trembled, and I clenched my fists in anger. Just as I was about to lose my temper, Charles walked out of the ward. He closed the door gently. But when he looked at me, his eyes were as cold as a glacier.

“Charles, I heard that you came to the hospital to visit me. I haven‘t had the chance to thank you,” I said with a fawning smile.

“If you really want to thank me, then move out of this floor as soon as possible,” Charles coldly replied. I froze and looked up at him in disbelief.

“What–what did you say?” Charles frowned and explained impatiently, “You‘re so noisy that you disturbed my wife‘s rest.”

His words were like a knife stabbing into my heart–cold and painful. But before I could say anything, he turned his back on me and entered the ward again. I could only look at the closed door.

Although I was still unwilling to give up, there was nothing I could do about it. When I returned to the ward, someone suddenly came in and informed me that I have to leave my room.

“Mr. Moore has booked the entire floor.” Although the man‘s tone was casual, his attitude was resolute. It turned out that Charles was serious. Unfortunately for me, I had no choice but to do as he said.