My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce (Hannah) novel Chapter 162

"Lionel, are you busy right now?" Sandra's voice, fraught with anxiety, came through the speaker.

Lionel didn't answer right away. He lowered his gaze, stealing a glance at Hannah.

She sat at her desk, organizing files for the next day's meeting, acting as if she hadn't noticed a thing. Her detached, indifferent expression was a dagger to his heart.

His brow furrowed. "Go on," he said, his voice a low growl.

He deliberately raised his voice, wanting to provoke a reaction from Hannah.

But she remained unmoved, her fingers flying across the keyboard, her entire focus on her work.

"Those men who tried to attack me... a few of them escaped, remember? Well, one of them contacted me today. He told me that the person who really hired them to rape me wasn't..."

Sandra's voice trailed off.

"Who was it?"

She took a deep breath, hesitating for a long moment. "Lionel, can we meet? It's better if we talk in person."

He wanted to refuse. He had just fought with Hannah, and the mess with the video was still unresolved. His priority should have been fixing things with his wife. But seeing her so cold and distant, a slow burn of anger began to build inside him.

"Lionel?" Sandra's soft voice cooed when he didn't respond. "If you're busy, we can talk another time. I shouldn't be bothering you this late at night."

Lionel clutched his phone, his eyes still fixed on Hannah.

Was she really so determined to shut him out?

After a two-second pause, he spoke, his voice deliberately loud. "Sandra, I'm on my way."

The words were meant as much for Hannah as they were for Sandra.

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