As usual, the maid served the black coffee and the newspaper.
Brandy came in and bumped into the scene.
He was relieved.
Brad suddenly broke the silence. "I want to go to school."
Luke raised his head. "Sure. Brandy will ride you there after breakfast."
Brad lowered his head and continued to have his meal without saying another word.
Brandy thought to himself.
'Mr. Bennington's approach may be correct.
Meanwhile.
In the hospital.
Kirsten went into the ward and stiffened at the sight of Eileen's face. "You didn't sleep well last night? Your face is swollen."
Instead of answering the question, Eileen announced with a smile, "I'm going to divorce Luke."
"For real?" Kirsten exclaimed.
"Yeah."
Eileen nodded, saying, "I planned to drag it out, but it was pointless."
She no longer clung to any hope.
It was pointless to get entangled with him any longer.
"I totally agree with you!" Kirsten was overjoyed, "You should have divorced that jerk a long time ago! In the past eight years, no marital affection has been nurtured.
You had cancer and got hospitalized. He, however, continued to fool around and even took your kid away!"
She chattered, itching to stab Luke with a knife.
Eileen’s eyes slightly narrowed.
The sunlight slanted in and dazzled her.
She somehow had a feeling that she couldn't live much longer.
Since Luke had blacklisted her, she had to call Brandy.
Brandy quickly answered the phone. Thinking that she was worried about Brad, he hurriedly said, "Ms. Barton, don't worry.
Brad ate quite a lot in the morning, and they didn't quarrel. They were at peace."
"Mr. Bennington, it's not like that. Ms. Barton just asked me to pass on a message. She has agreed to divorce. She will see you at the entrance of the Civil Registry Office at 11 a.m. the day after tomorrow," Brandy hurriedly explained.
Luke paused and raised his eyes. "Did she tell you this in person?"
"Yes."
Luke snorted. "Do you believe her?"
Brandy nodded his head. "Ms. Barton's tone was pretty serious. It didn't sound like a joke. Given her personality, I don't think she was joking."
Luke was not happy about that.
His voice was deep, attractive, and biting." How much do you think you know about her?"
Their friendship turned out to be so deep.
"I'm divorcing her. Do I need a butler to act as the middleman?"
'Eileen, this is just great!"
Brandy opened his mouth, tried to say something, but held back in the end.
'Forget it! At such a moment, more words mean more mistakes.'
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