The Divorcee Amazed the World

The phone carried Willis’s indifferent voice, “I’m at the hospital. If you want to drink, ask the bodyguard to buy it.”

“I’m in Helena’s room and didn’t see you.”

“I came to see Susan. I’ll be back in half an hour.”

Nancy couldn’t sit still. She stood up from the chair, walked to the window, and said, “Brother, you disappoint me. My sister-in-law is injured, already in a bad mood, and you provoke her like this. Don’t you know what women hate the most? It’s when their men get too close to their ex-girlfriends.”

Willis remained silent for a moment and said, “I’ll be back soon.”

“You come back now, hurry up.”

Willis hung up the phone.

Nancy, looking upset, walked to Helena’s bed and sat down. Seeing Helena hesitating to speak, she couldn’t hold back and said, “Helena, has my brother been getting close to Susan lately?”

Helena made a sound of agreement.

Nancy sighed, “Sis-in-law, you’re too straightforward, and you can’t outplay her cunning. She’s always been petty, especially when it comes to men. She’s so coquettish and affected. Even I can’t outplay her.”

Helena listened absentmindedly and casually said, “Is that so?”

“Yes, she used to compete with me for my brother. Our families have business dealings, and we often gather for meals during festivals. She clung to my brother, calling him ‘Willis’, asking my brother to serve her dishes, peel shrimps for her, acting spoiled and affected. My brother, like he was possessed, treated her so well, indulging her in everything.”

Helena’s heart ached, but her face showed no emotion.

Nancy continued, “Later, I couldn’t stand it and went to pursue her brother. I also called him ‘Josh brother,’ and I made him run around for me. It infuriated her.”

Helena had a good impression of Josh and said, “They don’t seem much like siblings; their personalities are quite different.”

“They have different mothers. Susan’s mom is my brother’s real aunt, but she became the mistress. She’s a real seductress,” Nancy rolled her eyes.

Helena listened quietly.

“Speaking of which, Josh has a hard time.” Nancy suddenly became melancholic, lamenting, “His real sister died a few months after birth, and his real mom went crazy due to the shock. His real sister was originally engaged to my brother, and if she were alive, she would be about the same age as you.”

Helena didn’t know what to say and just smiled lightly.

Not long after, Willis returned.

He held two cups of coffee. One cup was Helena’s favorite latté, and the other was Nancy’s favorite cappuccino.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Willis inserted the straw into the latté and handed it to Helena, saying, “Bought it from your favorite shop.”

Helena took it, and as she reached for the cup, she caught a faint sweet fragrance on his suit sleeve.

It was the perfume Susan often used.

Her gaze wandered, and she noticed a small red mark on his shirt collar, about the size of a fingernail. It was a cherry red.

The last time she saw Susan, she was wearing exactly this shade of lipstick.

Helena felt like she had been bitten by a cat, and her heart skipped several beats in pain.

It wasn’t the first time she had experienced something like this, but it was always so uncomfortable, a hellish torment.

Helena gripped the cup tightly, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, “Thank you for your hard work, being so busy and still helping us buy latté.”

Willis casually said, “Had the driver do it.”

Nancy took the cappuccino from him, gave him a disdainful look, and said, “Brother, you can pretend all you want, but if you overdo it, you’ll lose your wife. A woman as good as my sister-in-law is hard to find. If you lose her, it’ll be hard to find someone like her again.”

Willis’s peripheral vision fell on Helena. She was slowly sipping the milk tea with the long lashes hanging down, revealing no expression.

He casually said, “Adult matters, don’t interfere, little girl.”

Nancy, with an iron-willed expression, said, “I’m doing it for your own good. If you don’t listen to me, you’ll regret it in the future. Hmph!”

Ten days later, at noon.

Willis returned to the hospital after inspecting the subsidiary company.

The two bodyguards stationed at the door were gone, and Willis’s expression slightly darkened.

He pushed open the ward door and saw a stranger lying on the hospital bed.

Willis’s heart trembled, and he quickly asked the nurse who approached, “Where’s the patient named Helena who was staying here before?”

The nurse thought for a moment and said, “She has been discharged. She left early this morning.”

Willis’s face sank. They had agreed that he would come to pick her up, but she left without even saying goodbye.

He picked up his phone, dialed Helena’s number.

The mechanical female voice came from the phone, “The user you are calling is currently switched off.”

He opened WeChat, sent a message to Helena, but the message couldn’t be sent.

She blacklisted him.