Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers! -
Chapter 142: Divorce Is a Must
Chapter 142: Divorce Is a Must
"Yeah, your demon of a brother is probably beyond saving, so that’s likely why he wants another child. Ella, your family is... as complicated as a devil’s playground. I think you should move out," Chloe said, shaking her head in disbelief as she replayed the video she had just recorded on her phone.
The crowd had been too thick for them to push through earlier, so Chloe had taken out her phone and captured the entire scene instead.
"Send me a copy," Ella said calmly.
Chloe’s eyes lit up as she leaned in closer to whisper in Ella’s ear, "Ella, I’ll send this video to your dad. Ugh, that Hannah is so disgusting, and Brianna’s probably just as bad. This time, she’s getting what she deserves!"
Ella nodded in approval. "Chloe, you’re getting smarter."
Chloe, excited as if she’d been injected with adrenaline, replied, "Of course! I have to support my best friend’s happiness!"
As she spoke, Chloe quickly forwarded the video to Robert. Since Robert was Ella’s father and Chloe had his contact saved for convenience, she had no trouble sending it directly to him.
At that very moment, Robert was gathering his materials for an upcoming meeting when his phone buzzed. A notification popped up showing that someone had sent him a video via a messaging app.
Curious, Robert opened the message and immediately felt as though a bucket of ice water had been dumped over him.
In the video, Emily was lying on the ground, clutching her stomach and screaming in pain. Just as he processed what he was seeing, his phone rang again—it was the hospital calling.
"Is this Mr. Robert?"
"Yes, it is."
"Please come to the S Hospital immediately. Your wife needs to undergo a dilation and curettage procedure due to an unfortunate miscarriage..."
Robert’s hands trembled as fury boiled within him. He wasn’t even sure how he managed to get to the hospital; all he could remember was the voice in his head repeating, "The most venomous of all is a woman’s heart! I must divorce that wicked woman!"
After the surgery, Emily was wheeled out on a gurney, her face pale. As soon as she saw Robert, tears streamed down her cheeks.
Even though she had been playing the role of the mistress, the pain from the procedure had been all too real.
The doctor had explained that her miscarriage hadn’t been complete, and she needed the procedure to clear out her uterus, which had caused her excruciating pain.
"Emily, what’s wrong? Don’t cry, is it hurting a lot?" Robert asked, his heart aching as he held her hand while they moved her to a VIP room he had requested to ensure she had the best care.
Emily continued to cry silently, saying nothing. After the nurse gave Robert some instructions on post-surgery care and left the room, Emily finally broke down.
"Honey... I’m sorry. I couldn’t keep our baby safe." she sobbed, her face crumpling with grief. Robert, pained by her distress, kissed her forehead tenderly.
"Don’t be afraid, I’m here with you! We’ll have more children in the future, I promise. Don’t worry... I’ll divorce that wicked woman and marry you!"
Robert’s heart was heavy with regret. He had desperately wanted Emily’s child.
Middle-aged love can be just as intense as the passions of youth.
And this time, Brianna was clearly in the wrong. Her actions had firmly established her as a cruel and vicious woman in everyone’s eyes.
"But... the doctor said this might affect my chances of getting pregnant again... I thought she just wanted to talk, I never imagined she would hit me!" Emily cried, her voice trembling.
"Don’t cry. I’ll make sure you get the justice you deserve!" Robert gritted his teeth as he spoke, seething with anger. How could he forget Brianna’s snarling face and her vicious, almost feral behavior in that video?
Emily’s tears continued to flow, and Robert, holding her hand, found himself at a loss for how to comfort her.
However, one thing became clearer in Robert’s mind: he was determined to divorce Brianna, no matter what it took. Davis Group was already teetering on the edge of failure, but perhaps marrying Emily could bring new energy to his life and business. He even recalled consulting a fortune teller about Emily’s destiny, not realizing that the birthdate she had given him was fake.
On the other side, Ella was in a particularly good mood. Everything was unfolding exactly as she had anticipated. If nothing unexpected happened, Brianna and Robert would soon be at each other’s throats, tearing each other apart.
Eric was so busy today that he hadn’t even had time to call her for a chat. Left with nothing to do, Ella decided to wait for him at the library across the street from his office.
She had no intention of going home, knowing that Brianna was likely in the middle of one of her rage-fueled outbursts. The last thing she wanted was to witness the woman’s bitter fury.
Finally, around five in the afternoon, Eric called and asked her to go to the supermarket and buy groceries for dinner.
Ella’s cooking skills were nearly nonexistent. Brianna had pampered her so much growing up that she’d never had a reason to step into the kitchen.
"Mr. Nelson, are you sure you really want me to buy groceries and cook dinner?" Ella asked with a playful tone. "You know I’ve never cooked before, and I’d hate for you to end up regretting it if I serve you something inedible!"
Eric snorted lightly. "Ella, you’ll have to be a homemaker someday. If you don’t start learning now, when will you? Go buy the groceries, and I’ll meet you at the D Supermarket in half an hour."
The message was clear—he expected her to go to D Supermarket, buy the ingredients, and meet him after he finished work.
Ella sighed, pocketed her phone, and reluctantly headed to the supermarket to gather the ingredients for tonight’s meal.
When she reached the vegetable and meat sections, she was at a loss for what to buy. So, she decided to buy a little of everything, figuring that once they were home, Eric could choose what he wanted to eat from the assortment.
In less than twenty minutes, Ella had filled an entire shopping cart with various vegetables, meats, and ready-to-eat foods.
People around her gave her puzzled looks, as if she were out of her mind.
Years later, Ella would realize that buying too many vegetables was a mistake—they spoil quickly. And buying excessive amounts of meat wasn’t wise either, as even frozen meat doesn’t taste as good as fresh.
After paying for her purchases, she carried two heavy bags out of the supermarket, her hands aching from the weight.
Eric’s car was parked outside. When he saw her, he wordlessly opened the car door and the trunk. "You really are a fool. It looks like you have a long way to go before you’re ready to be a homemaker."
Ella’s expression darkened at his remark. After all the effort she’d put into lugging those heavy bags, he had the nerve to criticize her?
She dropped the bags on the ground. "They’re heavy. You load them in."
Eric watched her sulk as she climbed into the car, finding the situation amusing. "This girl’s temper is getting worse," he muttered, smiling as he loaded the groceries into the trunk and then returned to the driver’s seat, glancing at Ella’s gloomy face.
"What’s this? You’re upset just because I asked you to buy a few groceries? Feeling a little put upon?"
"Hmph! I don’t want to be a homemaker!" Ella pouted. In her previous life, after marrying Brandon, she had stayed home and played the role of a gentle housewife.
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