Remarriage Failed Again Today-Chapter 72: Will You Please Grant Us a Divorce?

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Chapter 72: Chapter 72: Will You Please Grant Us a Divorce?

Annabelle Linton remembered her past life. She had been framed by Vivian Yates for hitting her with a car, and in a fit of rage, Leona Grant had divorced her.

In the end, Grandpa found out about it and said that since they were husband and wife, they shouldn’t divorce so readily, so he had her and Leona Grant remarry.

In her past life, she had been grateful for Grandpa’s actions, but in this life, she didn’t want him interfering in their affairs.

In the past, no matter what happened, she had been framed without any eyewitnesses or evidence.

Grandpa had wanted to protect her, so calling it a misunderstanding was enough to smooth everything over.

This time, she had gone to such lengths to stage this self-inflicted torment. She refused to believe Grandpa could just gloss over it so easily again.

Of course, she didn’t expect Grandpa to agree to their divorce immediately. She just wanted to give them a heads-up, let them prepare themselves mentally, and clarify her own stance in the process.

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When Leona Grant arrived at the old family residence, he saw Annabelle Linton kneeling in the living room, head bowed, before the three elders.

She knelt there, a solitary figure. Bandages were wrapped around the wounds on her body, and blood had already started seeping through the one on her forehead. Yet her back was a picture of resolution, stubbornness, and quiet dignity.

Seeing her injuries, a flash of guilt crossed Leona Grant’s deep eyes. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed down a bitter taste.

’It wasn’t on purpose...’

"Grandpa, over all these years, you, Dad, and Mom have been so good to me. I love you all very much, I can’t bear to part with you, and I love everything about this home. But in the end, I’m not fated to enjoy it.

My days with Leona have had their share of sweetness and sorrow. But it wasn’t until he pushed me down the stairs with his own hands a few days ago that I truly understood a marriage requires mutual affection.

Forcing two people to be bound by a marriage is just mutual torment. It’s exhausting, performing a one-woman show. I’m not as strong as I thought I was. I can’t keep on loving someone all by myself. Reality has hit me with one loud slap in the face after another. I’m tired. I can’t hold on anymore. Please, I’m begging you to approve and preside over our divorce. Will you?"

Patrick Grant looked at the wounds on Annabelle Linton’s body and sighed. "Annabelle, get up first. Let’s talk."

Annabelle Linton lowered her head and didn’t get up.

Patrick Grant sighed again. "Annabelle, Grandpa has looked into what happened that day. Some people say you laid a hand on Miss Yates, and that Leona only pushed you accidentally because he was angry. But Grandpa believes you’re not that kind of person. Without any security footage, though, there’s no way to prove your innocence.

But you know that our Grant Family places the utmost importance on propriety. Since Miss Yates came to our home, she was a guest. Leona acted on impulse. Grandpa has no intention of covering for him, and I will have him come and apologize to you personally. If this incident has caused a rift in your relationship, well, Grandpa believes that even one day as a couple means a hundred days of grace. There’s no need for a divorce."

Annabelle Linton shook her head and said firmly, "Grandpa, you don’t understand. Leona Grant has never had any feelings for me. How can there be a rift between us when there was nothing there to begin with? What happened a few days ago was a breaking point for us. It simply laid bare the objective fact that we are not suited for each other.

Having grown up in a wealthy family, Annabelle is well aware of what a marriage—and its dissolution—means for our two families. But I am just as aware that you can’t force a melon to be sweet.

Since we’re not a good match, there’s no need to keep us tied together. Doing so will only wear away what little patience we have left for each other. Annabelle believes that discussing divorce calmly while we all still can is a good option. At least this way, we still have the chance to choose what kind of relationship we’ll have. And Annabelle promises, even if we divorce, you will still be Annabelle’s grandpa, and I will still treat Dad and Mom as my own parents."