Loveless Marriage

Luke probably didn't want to put her on the spot, so he nodded his head considerately, "Alright, call me if you need any help."

After this, he said to Diana. "Mrs. Jones, I'll visit you another day."

"Sure, Sure. See you then." Diana waved her hand while smiling.

When Luke was about to leave, he didn't forget to pull Christian along, as he politely said: "Mr. Miller, it seems that we have nothing to help with here. Why not let Isabella and Mrs. Jones rest well, I'll treat you a cup of tea?"

Christian looked at Isabella, then nodded expressionlessly: "Alright."

Isabella, "..."

What are they doing? Will they fight?

They shouldn't be that naive.

Isabella wanted to say something but stopped on a second thought. She touched Rachel's head and then closed the ward door.

After confirming that they had indeed left, she immediately turned her head to look at Diana who was on bed.

Seeing her questioning look, Diana immediately coughed dryly in guilt. Then, she started to drink water as to avoid Isabella's gaze.

Isabella called out coldly: "Mom, don't you have anything to say?"

Diana gulped down a mouthful of tea, then pulled up the quilt and laughed dryly: "Isabella, I want to sleep now. Why not you go home now?"

"Mom!" Isabella's voice sounded obviously heavier than before. she frowned with a dissatisfied expression: "What did you tell Luke yesterday? What the hell was the pregnancy test?

If Diana didn't do this, why would Luke come over again and meet Christian today? Then she wouldn't be so embarrassed right now.

"Hum, I ..." Diana felt very guilty. She blinked her eyes and pretended to be innocent, "I didn't say much. Didn't he want to pursue you? I just wanna help him."

Who would expect that Christian also came today?

Thinking of it, Diana suddenly turned around and looked at her sternly with a questioning gaze, "I haven't even asked you about Christian! Haven't you divorced already? Why did he come today? Could it be that he wants to have the custody?"

At this point, Diana's attitude became extremely resolute, "Isabella, That's impossible. They are your children, and you're not allowed to let him have them. I will help you raise them."

Isabella retorted in her heart, "You help raise them? You're still relying on me! How could you even raise children with an injured leg?

She sighed and then comforted Diana, "Mom, you're thinking too much. He didn't ask for that. It's not what you think ... Forget it. Just don't make things difficult again, okay?"

She didn't know how to deal with the chaos.

Diana also knew that she didn't do it well this time. She pursed her lips and gloomily said, "Fine, I won't. It's up to you."

Hearing this, Isabella looked at her suspiciously.

She didn't believe what Diana just said, but since she had already made her promise, Isabella couldn't say anything more.

She put the backrest down slowly, lied flat, and pressed the quilt under the arm. She then pretended to sound causal: "Isabella, I still need to remind you that since Christian has already known that they are his children, his mother will definitely soon as well. That narrow-minded woman will not give up her grandsons so easily."

Every grandma wanted to have a grandson. For such a rich family, they would even accept an illegitimate child, not to say hers.

Isabella was startled. She then walked to the side of the bed with a cold face, "They are born after I get divorced. It's nothing to do with their family. How could she get their custody? She must know this, right?

But with Diana's' reminder, she suddenly became unsure.

Diana curled her lips, "You want that old woman to understand this? She only has one son, and has want a grandsons for a long time. Otherwise, she wouldn't have tried to get him and Lexie together after divorce. Isn't her intention obvious?"

She had seen this kind of thing a lot. In the past, as the wife of the first judge of Brighton, she often attended afternoon tea parties with some noble ladies. They loved to talk about such things. Isabella then lost in deep thought, whose expression was somewhat complicated.

Mrs. Miller was always duplicitous to her. She had seen through this long ago, but she didn't say it out. This was because they haven't always lived together, so she didn't need to care too much things. Now that they were divorced, they almost lost contact with each other.

She knew that Mrs. Miller had probably already treated Lexie as her future daughter-in-law. If she knew that she had two grandsons, would she give Lexie up immediately? Thinking of this, she suddenly shook her head, looking determined. "No, I will never give my babies to her, they are mine no matter of what. I won't compromise. "

Without saying anything, Diana pursed her lips, with a look of worry on her face.

If she didn't get married again, with her current financial condition and a father in prison, she indeed had no capability to raise the two children. What if Miller's family keep pestering her?

Diana didn't dare to say these words out for now. Isabella had already been very stressed, and she didn't want her to take on everything only by herself.

After leaving the ward,

"Mr. Miller, coffee or wine?"

Looking at the calm man in front of him, Christian's face darkened a bit: "Coffee."

"Sure. It's not good for drink alcohol in the morning."

Luke laughed and then looked around. Seeing a cafe nearby, he said, "Mr. Miller, please."

Rachel laid on Luke's chest as she looked at Christian timidly.

Christian also looked at her, and then asked indifferently, "What happened to your daughter, Mr. Allen?"

Luke was startled for a moment. He never thought that he would even pay attention to Rachel. He gently said, "Autism."

Just as Luke thought that Christian was just casually asking, he suddenly said, "I have a friend who knows experts in this field. I can him to you if you need."

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Luke's face changed a bit, the he smiled: "I really appreciate that, but it's just that I've seen many experts either from home and abroad during the past few years, but it didn't work. That's why I decided to bring her back for a period. I wanna take it slow."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐