Mr. Remus, Your Billionaire Wife Wants a Divorce novel Chapter 144

Silvia pushed the door open and saw Henry standing by Dulcie’s bed. She was stunned.

When Henry saw her, he greeted her awkwardly.

Dulcie glared at him. “Can you leave now?”

“I’ll visit you again in the afternoon,” he said softly.

“No need. I don’t want to see you.”

Henry froze for a while before he quickly left the ward.

Silvia then put breakfast on the table. “How did Henry find out that you were hospitalized? Are you still in contact?”

“I don’t know. I’m sick of seeing him. Don’t mention his name. It’ll bring bad luck!”

Dulcie took a deep breath and finally calmed down.

“Oh yeah, I’m fine now. I’ll handle my discharge later and go to work in the afternoon.”

Silvia frowned. She was slightly worried as she said, “You’d better rest for two more days.”

“It’s okay. I know my own body.”

Since Dulcie insisted, she could not say anything else. She nodded and asked, “Do you need me to keep you company later?”

“No, you should go to work.”

Silvia nodded. “Okay.”

Sure enough, Dulcie came to work at noon.

Seeing that she could attend meetings and work as usual, Silvia finally felt relieved.

It was almost time to clock off when she received a call from Neil.

“Henry wants to invite you for dinner.”

When she recalled Dulcie’s attitude toward Henry in the ward, she answered, “If he wants me to help him pursue Dulcie, ask him not to waste his time. I won’t help him.”

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At night, Dulcie treated Silvia to dinner as thanks for saving her last night.

They both enjoyed steak, so they just went to a steak restaurant near the company.

During dinner, Silvia noticed that Dulcie was slightly distracted, so she asked, “Dul, is something on your mind?”

Dulcie sighed and slowly said, “I’ve thought about the thing that you mentioned last night. I plan to cut ties with my father, but I don’t know if I want to send him to jail. Silvia, am I horrible?”

Silvia saw the struggle and pain in her eyes.

“Not everyone can be as ruthless as I am, so don’t blame yourself. At least your father treated you quite well when he wasn’t addicted to gambling.”

Dulcie looked at Silvia and spoke earnestly, “You’re not ruthless. You cheer me up when I’m sad, and you stand up for me when I’m in trouble. You deserve the best things in the world. The Pond Family is so ignorant!”

Silvia smiled. “Let’s eat and forget about those unhappy memories.”