My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce (Hannah) novel Chapter 236

Faced with her accusation, Lionel had no response. He simply closed his mouth and remained silent.

The elevator descended into a heavy, suffocating stillness.

Hannah closed her eyes, her lips trembling. After a moment, she shoved against his chest, trying to break free. But Lionel wouldn’t let her go. He only held her tighter.

It wasn't until the elevator doors opened in the parking garage that he finally released her, his hand firmly gripping hers as he led her to the car.

The drive home was silent. Hannah stared out the window, her expression blank, as if she had no more tears left to cry.

Lionel kept glancing over at her, her quiet stillness gnawing at him.

When they arrived home, he asked, “Have you eaten?”

“Quennel took me to dinner at the rooftop garden,” she said, intentionally trying to provoke him.

To her surprise, Lionel chuckled. He saw the defiant look on her face, like a petulant child trying to make him jealous.

“Well, I haven’t,” he said. “I haven’t eaten since this morning.”

Hannah snorted, pretending not to understand his meaning, and turned to go upstairs.

Lionel quickly closed the distance, his arm snaking around her waist.

“I want you to make me some pastas,” he murmured, his chin resting on the top of her head. “I’m really hungry, and my stomach hurts.”

Hannah jabbed him with her elbow. “Then let it hurt.”

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