Chasing After My Beloved Wife novel Chapter 56

Back then, Janina had happily planned to introduce Nilson to her parents, but she did not expect something like that to happen. During her most painful moment, Nilson completely changed and broke up with her.

She stayed at home and cried for three days and three nights. She remembered how it felt like when the blood flowed from her veins. That was five years ago. She did not expect to see the same thing happen again.

"Sorry, I won't do it again."

Janina held Joye’s hands in hers. She felt like crying but ultimately held back her tears.

She didn't want to die. She didn't want to be as cowardly as her mother. She wanted to live and tell everyone that she could live a better life.

"Don’t you dare do something like that again! Otherwise, I won’t consider you my friend anymore.”

The two women hugged each other and kept each other warm. After a while, Joye came out of the ward. Connor immediately went over to ask her about Janina.

A slap landed on his face.

The forceful smack jolted Connor, shocking him with pain.

"Connor, I don’t care what you’re thinking. Stay away from Janina. I will not let you go so easily if you get close to her again. I don’t care even if your entire family is behind you.”

After slapping him, Joye was not in a rush to withdraw her hand. She looked as though she was about to attack someone. Shawn saw her gaze but did not acknowledge anything.

"I'm sorry, I'm just…”

Connor wanted to explain, but he just kept quiet after that. It was his fault that this had happened to Janina.

"She is not someone whom you can provoke. Stay away from her.”

Joye retracted her hand and softened her tone. Connor was a famed playboy. He could do whatever he wanted with other women, but Janina was off-limits.

"Okay, I won't mess with her anymore."

Connor suddenly lowered his head and walked to the elevator. Only Joye and Shawn were at the door of the ward. Joye was a little flustered, but she kept her expression cold. Just as she was about to turn into the ward, Shawn grabbed her by her hand.

He held her tightly and frowned. It seemed as though Joye had lost weight in just a week.

"Mr. Richard, is something wrong?"

Joye couldn't help but stiffen up at the contact. Her heart was already numb, but every time she saw this face, her heart would beat rapidly.

"I want to tell you that I signed the divorce agreement when you were in the operating theater. As long as you sign it, it will be over between us.”

Joye did not reply.

Joye then forced a smile despite feeling sad. This was unrequited love. When she was being treated in the operating theater while she was pregnant, the man she loved deeply ruthlessly signed their divorce papers.

"Don't worry. We will not have anything to do with each other anymore.”

Joye shook off Shawn’s hand. She then pushed the door open, leaving all her embarrassment and pain behind.

Shawn lowered his head and stared at his hands for a long time. The moment he grabbed her, he wanted to ask her how she and the baby were doing.

His phone vibrated and he shook out of his thoughts. He took out his phone and looked at the caller ID on the screen. There were complicated emotions in his eyes. “Hello?”

"Shawn, Jasper said that you left in a hurry. What happened?"

Vivian's gentle voice came through the receiver. Through the door, Joye heard a familiar voice. "It's no big deal. I've dealt with it,” Shawn said.

It was no big deal…

That was right. In his heart, only Vivian and his son mattered. Everything else was no big deal.

Vivian hung up the phone. She looked at her arm that was still in a cast and began to smile. No one could take away what was rightfully hers.

"Mom, is Dad coming back?" Dalton looked up, his eyes full of expectation.

"Of course. Be good, Jasper. Go upstairs and play for a while. I'll be back with you soon."

"Okay, I'll wait for Dad upstairs."

Seeing her son happily go upstairs, Vivian picked up her phone again. She tapped on the screen and dialed a number. "Hello, it's me."

"Miss Hilary?" An uncertain male voice came from the other end of the line. Obviously, he did not expect to receive a call from her.

"Do you still like my way of thanking you for what happened last time?"

Vivian raised the corner of her mouth mockingly, but she still sounded gentle. On the day of Shawn and Joye’s divorce, Xaria did not randomly come to look for her. Vivian had planted someone by her side to remind her. That was how she put on a good show.

"Thank you, Miss Hilary. I'll tell you immediately if anything happens to Madam in the future. If you need anything, I'll do it."

The driver replied in a light and breezy manner. Obviously, he was happy with the benefits that Vivian had given him. It was already certain that Shawn and Joye would be divorced. It would be to his advantage if he could get on the good side of this new lady.

"Really? There's something I need you to help me with."

"Miss Hilary, go ahead."

"I want to know..."

Vivian held the phone with one hand and leaned lazily against the wall. A vicious smile flashed across her eyes.

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During the next week, as long as Joye had time, she would see Janina in the hospital. It was not until the doctor said that her wounds had healed well and everything was normal that she felt relieved.

However, every time Joye saw the glaring scars on Janina’s wrist, it would remind her of the horror.

"Don't be like this, okay? Look at me now. I'm strong and energetic. I'm more energetic than before. I can easily hook up with ten handsome men within a night."

Janina couldn't bear to see a trace of sadness in Joye’s eyes. She flexed the muscles in her arms and put on a serious expression. Only then did a smile appear on Joye's face again. She glared at Janina and said, "You should pay for the hospital expenses and the treatment for the scars..."

"Don’t forget what I do. I don’t need any kind of surgery. I’m still pretty.”

Janina stretched her wrist and pain flashed across her eyes. These scars would remind her every day how close to death she had been.

Joye was about to say something when she saw that Janina had already changed into a beautiful dress with a pair of eight-centimeter tall high heels. She didn't look like a patient who was going to leave the hospital. Instead, she looked like she was going to an event.

"Let's go. The air here hurts my head."

They happily walked out of the ward together.