All Chapters of The Cherished Wife: Chapter 871 - Chapter 880

Even though Sean was the most pleasant among the four of them, it was also true that not even Steven would be a match for him when he decided to unleash his merciless viciousness. “How could anything else be more important than reminiscing together!” Sean said, a warm smile on his face as he took his white coat off and readjusted the shirt he was wearing beneath it. Then, he added, “Why don’t we head to our usual spot? We can also discuss what you brought up in-depth there!” “I… I didn’t say anything!” Layla was scared out of her mind now. The ‘usual spot’ Sean was referring to was her personal hell, a place she never wanted to step foot in for the rest of her life. Layla took several steps backward. “No, you can’t treat me this way, Sean Smith. I am Jordan’s wife. You can’t do this to me!” “Wife?” Sean tugged at his tie, a seemingly harmless smile on his face as he said, “I think Jordan should be thanking me. Having a wife like you would be one of the most troublesome things h

Peter’s eyebrows knitted themselves together as he stared intently at the woman inside the room. Layla was screaming like a mad woman, and her words slurred themselves together. When she came to the topic of Sean and Tania, a murderous look immediately appeared in Peter’s eyes. It was so intense that even Andrew, who usually did not pick up on such things, noticed. “Mr. Lennon…” “Wait outside!” Peter said with a wave of his hand. Andrew immediately opened the door, and the person inside the room raised their head in response to the door opening. When Layla saw Peter, she took several instinctive steps backward. “Peter…” “We meet again,” Peter said, his lips curving upward. Though his features were arranged into what seemed like a smile, it looked terrifying. Layla could not stop herself from shuddering, regretting to herself why she had chosen this day to visit Nancy at the hospital. If she had not gone… “M-Mr. Lennon, I… Why did you bring me here? I’m Jordan’s wife! You can’t…”

Jordan was only back now because the matriarch of the Langford family had threatened him with death and because he wanted to visit Nancy, who had fallen ill. After all, Nancy was Tania’s biological mother, and even though he and Tania had not made it to the end, Jordan still held immense respect for both Henry and Nancy. The Langford family was finally taking notice of the fact that Layla was missing, and they requested Jordan to locate her as quickly as possible. Jordan initially thought Layla was just throwing a temper tantrum and that she would return after several days had passed. However, after three days of waiting, he was starting to worry as well. He did not hold any romantic feelings toward Layla, but she was still a human and one who held the identity of being his wife. Jordan had no choice but to set out looking for her, but he got nothing even after an entire day of searching. Out of ideas, Jordan returned to the hospital to meet Henry. “Dad, I’m here this time to

Sean raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised. "No wonder Layla wanted to get rid of Tania at all costs. If I were in her place, I would've done the same."Jordan's expression darkened, but Sean continued speaking as if oblivious to his discomfort, "If Peter knows his old rival still harbors feelings for his wife, I'm sure—""If I remember correctly, Tania and Peter are no longer connected," Jordan interrupted. "It was Peter who chose to let Tania go."Sean shrugged. "Your love affairs don't interest me. Since you've agreed, I'll take you to her. But have you really thought about what you want? Perhaps you'd like to rid yourself of Layla for good?"Jordan frowned. "That's my problem, and I'll deal with it myself.""Fair enough." Since Jordan was clear on his stance, Sean did not push any further. He led Jordan to the underground section of the The Majestic Lounge.It was Jordan's first time seeing this hidden side of the establishment, and he had not expected it. Even more surprisin

"Are you serious?" Layla's eyes lit up with disbelief as she looked at Jordan. "You're not lying to me?""You should know by now that I never lie. If I've promised you something, I'll keep my word," Jordan said, his gaze fixed steadily on Layla."We can't choose the circumstances of our birth, but we can change our destiny. I don't love you, not because you aren't a true daughter of the Hoffmans but because you've done too many things that I can't accept. If you're willing to change, I'll try to accept you, and I promise I'll never bring up divorce again.""Really?" Layla still could not quite believe it. She only relaxed when she saw Jordan nod. However, as if something suddenly came to mind, she placed her hand over her stomach. "But...""But what?" Jordan looked at Layla with suspicion, unable to understand why she was still hesitating when he had gone this far. "You still don't trust me?""No, I believe you." Layla quickly shook her head. "I believe everything you're saying. I