Mr. Remus, Your Billionaire Wife Wants a Divorce novel Chapter 82

“Neil…”

When Neil saw how frightened Ada looked, his cold and gloomy gaze automatically became more tender.

“Ada, sorry for frightening you.”

She forced a smile. “It’s okay. I’ll clean the floor.”

“Just ask the nurse to come and clean it up later.”

“Okay.”

Ada accompanied Neil for a while longer until he fell asleep. Then, she left quietly.

After she closed the door, Neil opened his eyes.

He gave Curtis a call and summoned him to the hospital.

“Mr. Remus, you’re finally conscious. The share prices of Remus Corporation have dropped a few points over the past few days. People in the company are on edge!”

If Neil remained unconscious, shareholders with ulterior motives might take action!

Neil frowned and softly said, “Tell me about the current situation in the company.”

After he heard everything, he kept quiet for a while.

“Ask the manager of the PR Department to hold a press conference in the afternoon. I’ll attend it in person.”

The rumors online stated that he was in a coma, and nobody was in charge of Remus Corporation. Once he appeared in public, all these rumors would fall apart.

Curtis hesitated a little. He looked at Neil with concern and said, “Mr. Remus, you’ve just regained consciousness. It’d be better for you to rest for two days. I’ll just ask the PR Department to announce the news that you’re finally conscious. It wouldn’t be convenient for you to attend a press conference in your current condition, anyway.”

“Sure. Find someone to take photos of me being awake and post them online. It’ll be more credible.”

On the day he was discharged, he gave her an unpleasant call.

Silvia was in a meeting when she received his call. She walked out of the meeting room and answered it.

“Mr. Remus, did you want to see me?”

Neil sneered. “Silvia Pond, do you realize that you’re my wife? You didn’t even care that I was in the hospital for so many days. Ada took care of me the entire time. I’m being discharged today. Should I wait for Ada to send me home too, or are you going to come and pick me up?”

Silvia massaged her forehead. “Weren’t you the one who asked me not to go back?”

“Now you’re listening to me? I was against the divorce, but you insisted on it.”

She was speechless.

Neil remained silent for two seconds before he demanded, “Pick me up at the hospital!”