CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 43 Let's Get a Divorce

Chapter 43 Let's Get a Divorce

Lilian glanced at Lester. Lester was silent for a moment and said, "I'll go down first."

Lilian couldn't let him go alone, so she quickly followed him out of the car.

When they reached Francis' car, they found the window was open, and Francis was sitting inside smoking.

"Frank, I brought Lilian back to you. And..." Lester's words were cut off by Francis's icy gaze.

Francis didn't say anything. He flicked the cigarette ash with his fingers, then threw the butt on the ground, opened the car door, and got out.

Lilian sensed the subtle tension between the two of them. She walked up to Francis and tugged at his sleeve. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Francis glanced at her coldly.

"You go inside first."

Lilian signed to him, "Lester saved me..."

"Lilian!" Francis interrupted her action and showed a mockery look, saying, "He saved you, are you going to give him a medal?"

Lilian's hand froze in mid-air as she looked at the mockery in his eyes. Then she silently lowered her hand.

Lester said, "Frank, don't you know that Lilian has claustrophobia?"

Francis remained his expression and glanced at Lester, raising a cold smile.

"You are such a know-it-all."

Lester hesitated and had nothing to say. He sighed and then said, "Alright, I won't interfere in your personal matters. Lilian just came back from the hospital. I guess you know the limits."

After he finished speaking, he turned and got back into his car. Then he drove away.

When Lester agreed to help Courtney, he already expected that there would be these kinds of things.

Today was a cloudy day, and it was already dark at five pm.

The lights at the entrance of the villa have been turned on, and a few small insects are flying around the lampshade, as if searching for a gap to the light.

Lilian stood beside Francis with her eyes downcast. He stared at her for a moment without saying anything, then turned and entered the villa.

She silently followed him to the living room.

Francis stopped suddenly, and Lilian also stopped just in time to avoid bumping into him.

He turned around and looked at Lilian's face. Her hair was messy, and there were some stains on her face.

She kept her head down in silence motionlessly.

"What did the doctor say?"

Lilian slowly lifted her head and met his gaze. It seemed like he was just casually asking and didn't really care about her, and he had also forgotten who had put her in there.

He didn't care about her claustrophobia at all.

Lilian remained motionless to his question.

Francis frowned slightly.

Lilian pursed her lips and had a shimmer of tears flashed in her eyes. She turned her head away, refusing to look at him.

Francis gripped her chin and turned her face towards him, asking, "Feeling aggrieved?"

His voice carried a hint of mockery, showing that he didn't really care whether she felt aggrieved or not.

Lilian broke free from his hold and signed to him. "Let's get a divorce."

Francis's gaze turned cold, question, "Do that again?"

Lilian looked at him. This time, she firmly made those gestures again.

"Let's get a divorce." That was what those signs meant.

"So, you want a divorce?" Surprisingly, he didn't get angry like last time. His anger was just in his eyes.

Lilian nodded. It was true. She really wanted a divorce.

He stared at Lilian for a moment, and Lilian couldn't read his emotion from his face.

Then he suddenly laughed, aloofly. "Alright, pack your things and get out of this place. Come back in two weeks to sign the divorce papers."

He casually said that and left the villa.

Lilian stood still in the house and turned her head to watch him leave. She clenched her fingers tightly.

She paused for a moment, then went upstairs to pack her things.