My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce (Hannah) novel Chapter 242

As Yves spoke, Hannah’s gaze dropped, and she pressed her lips together into a thin line.

Realizing his tone had been too sharp, Yves immediately softened his voice. “I’m sorry, that came out harsher than I meant. I’m just worried about you.”

When Peter had called, Yves had frozen for a few seconds, convinced he’d misheard. Rushing to the hospital, he found Hannah lying in bed, looking pale and utterly exhausted. He remembered the vibrant, cheerful girl she used to be and felt a pang of anger at how she’d been worn down to this.

Lionel, he thought bitterly, if you could see her like this, wouldn’t you feel even a shred of remorse?

Hannah shook her head, forcing a faint smile. “I know you’re just looking out for me, Mr. Lancaster. I just let my anger get the best of me. It won’t happen again.”

Even as she said it, she felt a wave of uncertainty. She couldn’t promise she’d be able to control herself. Today, she could have just ignored them, let him drive her to work, and focused on her own life.

But…

She couldn’t let it go. She was too stubborn, too suspicious, too caught up in it all. That’s why she’d acted on impulse, buying the roses and the breakfast, making a scene. She didn’t even understand why she felt compelled to do it.

Seeing her eyes well up with tears, Yves pulled a tissue from the box on the nightstand and handed it to her.

Hannah thanked him quietly and dabbed at the corners of her eyes.

“I’m fine, really, Mr. Lancaster. I’ve had plenty of rest. You don’t have to stay with me any longer. I don’t want my problems to interfere with your work.”

Just as Yves was about to reply, Hannah’s phone buzzed.

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