Remarried Wife: Mr. Ex, We Will Never Reconcile!-Chapter 95: Ian Kane Coughs Up Blood (Revised)

Chapter 95: Chapter 95: Ian Kane Coughs Up Blood (Revised)

The bodyguard, trembling with fear, braced himself and stepped forward, bowing his head to report, "President Kane, Madam... she’s staying at the Grant Family Estate."

"She has also commissioned Attorney Grant to serve you with a divorce petition."

As soon as the bodyguard spoke, the pressure in the ward dropped so low it was suffocating.

On the hospital bed, Ian Kane’s hands clenched tightly, the needle in the back of his left hand flowing backward with blood. The rage within his chest burned at his lungs, each breath felt like swallowing scorching sand, with suffocating pain tearing at his chest.

His eyes were bloodshot, his gaze dark and fierce, his emotions on the brink of losing control.

Serena Everett watched the scene, frightened, she took a step back but couldn’t help to soothe, "Kane, don’t overthink it, she’s there to accompany Madam Grant."

Hearing this, Ian Kane punched the bed.

That old woman was clearly their fig leaf!

Ian Kane’s throat was filled with the metallic taste of blood, and he turned to the bodyguard, commanding coldly, "Call Elias Crowe!"

...

Elias Crowe rushed from the company to the ward in the shortest time possible.

At that time, Ian Kane, wearing a robe, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the ward, overlooking the bustling night scene of Ardendale.

"Boss."

Ian Kane, still with his back to him, asked in a deep voice, "What’s happening with The Glimmer Garden? Has the Crowe Family taken any action?"

Elias Crowe replied, "Boss, rest assured, The Glimmer Garden cannot be demolished for the time being. The Crowe Family has acted, issuing a document under the pretext of protecting the forest environment, prohibiting the destruction of the mountain, including any structures on it."

Ian Kane’s expression softened slightly, his gaze wandered in the direction of Tristone, recalling the last time Vera Sheridan lay on his back as he carried her to the mountaintop to watch the sunset...

Back then, she was clearly very happy.

During the car accident, she was clearly moved and pitied him.

Suddenly, the man’s expression turned grim, he turned to Elias Crowe, "I want Vera to withdraw the lawsuit!"

Elias Crowe was taken aback, "This... how could that be possible."

Ian Kane gave him a cold look, as if to say: use your brain.

Elias Crowe couldn’t think of anything.

Since Vera Sheridan turned against the boss, he had coaxed and pleaded, even kneeling in the rain all night as a ploy of self-pity, and tried to pressure Vera by using Owen Sheridan, having used all means available, what else could be done?

Moreover, Madam has long lost all hope for him.

Ian Kane kept rubbing the wedding ring on his ring finger with his finger pad, his dark eyes fixed on a certain point, "Owen."

Start with Owen.

Elias Crowe was once again stunned.

What real leverage did they actually have on Owen?

Ian Kane cast a disdainful glance at him, hinting, "The Thorne Family’s new energy project, hold off on the next round of financing... Martin Thorne will know what to do."

Elias Crowe now understood—

He intended to use Owen’s future father-in-law’s business to coerce him, and thus force Vera to return.

The Thorne Family is the clothing king in the Southedge region, which in recent years suffered from the pandemic, with the physical economy slumping and over half of the stores nationwide closing, and their malls nationwide gradually shutting down as well.

If not for the Kane Group’s timely investment in the Thorne Family’s new energy project to turn the tide, the Thorne Family would have gone bankrupt by now.

Without receiving the next round of financing on time, Martin Thorne was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

On the phone, Elias Crowe’s words were ambiguous, "President Thorne, you know the current environment, we must use our funds wisely. Besides, President Kane is now troubled by matters of the heart and only wants to win back his wife, he has no energy for investment."

Martin Thorne immediately understood that Ian Kane refused to invest because of the fallout between Owen and Vera with him!

He had no choice but to persuade Owen.

He agreed to let his daughter date him in the first place because Owen had Ian Kane as a brother-in-law.

Clinging to Ian Kane was a safety net for his later life.

Coincidentally, Vera Sheridan was also present.

Vera Sheridan, worried that Owen might still be mired in the shock of the "purchased award," specially came over to see him.

Unexpectedly, Owen and Carla Thorne were as loving as ever.

After returning from the civil affairs bureau that day, Owen explained everything to Carla Thorne that his award was bought by Ian Kane, that he was not any youngest architectural design master in history.

He was no longer Ian Kane’s brother-in-law and did not have enough savings to buy her a house in Ardendale.

But Carla Thorne, a lady of noble descent, not only didn’t despise him, she comforted him.

She said his designs in her eyes didn’t need any endorsement from that award.

He didn’t need a business mogul brother-in-law to gild his status either.

In her eyes, he was Owen.

She believed he would establish himself independently and soar higher in the future.

She was willing to go through this transformation with him.

Just as Vera Sheridan was about to leave, she encountered Mr. Thorne with a solemn expression.

Upon seeing Vera, Martin Thorne courteously addressed her as "Mrs. Kane," then turned to Owen and his daughter with her face radiating happiness, hesitating to speak.

Owen perceptively noticed Martin Thorne’s situation, "Uncle, what’s the matter?"

Martin Thorne seated himself on the sofa, went straight to the point, sighed, and said, "Owen, President Kane withdrew his investment from our family company. Mrs. Kane, do you really want to divorce President Kane?"

He then looked towards Vera.

Vera Sheridan had just poured him a cup of water, walked over, and also heard that Ian Kane, having failed to frame Owen, was now threatening with the Thorne Family’s business.

Owen’s face darkened, he suppressed his anger towards Ian Kane, and said to Martin Thorne, "Uncle, my sister has already filed a lawsuit against him and will not turn back."

His stance was clear.

Martin Thorne’s heart tightened, his breathing turned heavy, with a worried expression, "Does it really have to end in divorce? Isn’t President Kane madly in love with his wife? Our Thorne Family was benefiting from this, but now..."

"Without this financing, my previous rounds of investments are flushed down the drain, not to mention the tens of billions owed to the bank!"

What he said was true, as the new energy project was his only chance to turn the tide after the pandemic.

Vera Sheridan’s nerves were also tense, the harsh, heavy reality directly pressed on her heart.

While Owen could cut ties with Ian Kane cleanly, there was still the Thorne Family pulling from behind.

She smiled, composed, "Uncle Thorne, I’m very sorry that the Thorne Family got involved. But my marriage with Ian Kane is beyond repair, divorce is the only way out."

Martin Thorne showed a face of helplessness, written all over his face: What should be done then?

Carla, who had been raised in a greenhouse her whole life, finally understood.

She was simple-minded and spoke out without thinking, "Dad, we can’t push Sister Vera into the fire pit just for business! Ian Kane is a hypocrite; he doesn’t love Sister Vera at all!"

In her eyes, there was a clear distinction between right and wrong, sacrificing someone’s happiness for benefits? It was simply absurd!

Martin Thorne was frustrated.

"Carla, would you bear to see your father and the thousands of employees depending on our family fall into a fire pit?" his voice had a weight it had never carried before, and a subtle, barely detectable tremor.

Carla’s face turned pale in an instant.

Those words were like a bucket of ice-cold water poured over her head.

She suddenly looked at her father—

The graying hair at his temples stood out glaringly.

The powerful, omnipotent father in her memory, with knitted brows and deep-seated anxiety in his eyes, was a tiredness and... vulnerability she had never seen.

Carla’s heart felt as if it was being harshly squeezed.

The all-powerful dad had aged.

This delayed realization, with its cold sense of reality, struck her, making her earlier "righteousness" seem so feeble and weightless.

A colossal fear and shame gripped her, her throat tightened, she couldn’t utter a single word, her fingers were icy as they instinctively clutched at Owen’s hand beside her.

Owen understood Martin Thorne’s predicament, he stepped forward, "Uncle, how much funding do you need for this round?"

Martin Thorne raised both hands: Ten billion!

He didn’t spare him a glance.

Knowing he couldn’t come up with it.

"I can’t even pay the employees’ wages for this month!" Mr. Thorne added.

Vera Sheridan took out a bank card from her bag, it was the money from selling The Glimmer Garden, and handed it to Martin Thorne with both hands, "Uncle, I have two billion here, you can use it for emergency needs."