บททั้งหมดของ My Blind Wife wants Divorce: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Meanwhile, Chloe was left with two extensive menus, which she used to observe Josh at the other end. Although she couldn't hear anything, their conversation seemed quite intense. Josh's face looked serious, with occasional nods and a faint smile. Then he would busy himself with the reports brought by his assistant. Chloe sighed softly. She needed clarification about why she willingly complied with Josh's request. Despite his apology, there was still much doubt in Chloe's heart. Chloe's concentration was interrupted by the ringing of her phone, which demanded her attention. She quickly glanced at her phone in the pocket of her cardigan. Darren's name appeared on the screen. Unconsciously, Chloe smiled. "Yes?" "Do I disturb you?" "No. I'm just waiting for dinner to be served." On the other end, Darren laughed. "That's bothersome, Chloe." "I don't consider your call a bother. What's up?" "I don't know why, but yest

Chloe was taken aback beside Chris's wife. Although they had met several times before, where her face would usually wear a smile, and her eyes would have a serene gaze, she now looked sad. Chloe knew that what had just happened had shaken her deeply. Even though the critical period had passed, the child would still receive much attention. Chloe heard that the accident happened because a car suddenly lost control. Tian had already pulled over, but unfortunately, the car swerved to the left, causing him to be thrown off due to the impact. It was only by God's miracle that Tian survived. "I hope there are no lasting effects from Tian's accident." Chloe nodded, praying silently in her heart. She hoped that Tian wouldn't experience what she had been through. "I don't know what to say to Aunt, but I always pray for Tian's quick recovery." Risya smiled, albeit with a touch of sadness. "Thank you, Chloe. Your presence alone makes me happy. Especially

Darren had chosen to remain silent all this time. It's not that he didn't want to talk; in fact, many questions were lingering on his tongue about what had happened. But seeing Chloe's expression that indicated she didn't want to be disturbed, Darren decided to back down. Although he remembered their time with Chloe not too long ago, her joyfulness was contagious. Spending the whole day together, with the silly excuse of shopping for gifts, left a lasting impression that Darren longed to experience again. "Are you ready?" Darren asked, glancing at Chloe, who was fastening her seatbelt. She merely glanced back with a chuckle. "What do you think?" "I'm asking myself. Did I spend the day with Chloe today?" She laughed. "It seems you can joke around too." Darren started the car engine, following the route he had informed earlier. "Speaking of gifts, are you sure what I've chosen will suit your mother's taste?" Chloe still had conce

"Damn it!" The glass in her hand, she threw it recklessly, smashing it against the wall, causing further chaos in the living room. Splashes from the liquid that was in the glass stained the once-white wall. But she didn't care at all. The anger that enveloped her was much more significant for her, making her lose control.She was leaving the hospital, where many journalists blocked her, not to mention the spotlight directed at her, even though Rio had found the best way out of the building where she was undergoing treatment after fainting due to excessive alcohol influence. But unfortunately, those news-hungry journalists were adept at finding her whereabouts.And it was true. Ester was bombarded with numerous questions, especially regarding the accusations of harming Chloe. Many hot rumors eventually attacked her. Over the past two days, Sofi has provided much information about the developing news. Sofi told her everything and advised Ester to be prepared for the wors

Josh paid attention to his appearance. His smile was always present on his face, not wanting to let it fade for a moment. Today was special to him. He had so many things prepared in his hands, on his gadget, and on his laptop that would silence Leonel and make him comply with all his wishes. He whistled softly while running his hand through his neatly groomed hair. Shortly after, he confidently walked out of his room, striding towards the car prepared for him. His heart was filled with excitement. The image of Leonel losing and being helpless was already in front of his eyes. The morning they greeted him with brightness. Even his breakfast tasted delightful. The servants in the grand house were in harmony with his mood. If only he could experience this atmosphere every day, his life would be much more enjoyable. His phone rang just as he entered his car. He put on his earphones to answer the morning call. It usually came from Emir, providing updates on many t