The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce-Chapter 513 - 508 Jerry Jenkins Panic_1

Chapter 513: Chapter 508 Jerry Jenkins Panic_1

“There’s nothing to be guilty or not guilty about. After all, he didn’t do it for you, he did it for Gillian Thompson.” Joshua Thompson rolled his eyes internally, with a cheeky grin drawing up on his face.

“For Gillian?” Daniel Thompson was baffled.

How could his illness be remotely related to Gillian?

“Exactly. He donated his kidney to you, and our brother helped Gillian’s fiancé secure a project. It’s pretty logical.”

“…”

“Her fiancé? When did she get engaged? How come no one told me!” Daniel Thompson was shocked, his face twisting in rage. “Who’s the fiancé? I have brought her up for so long, even if he was a wolf, I should know. How can they take such a huge step without even informing me!”

Even though Daniel acknowledged his faded affection for Gillian, his ignorance of her engagement stirred anger within him.

After all, he is the adoptive father of Gillian. The fact that she planned to get married without informing him, made him realize that he doesn’t matter to her at all.

“Why are you getting worked up? We haven’t told you yet that she’s already pregnant.” Joshua Thompson put his arms across his chest, a smirk on his lips full of schadenfreude. “It’s a pity, you treated her as your daughter but she never truly considered you.”

She’s already pregnant…

At that, Daniel turned pale.

True, there are many people in this day and age who become parents before marriage, but it doesn’t mean he’d approve such an act.

At the end of the day, Gillian is still the family name Thompson. Having a baby before marriage is like shaming the Thompson family.

“It’s ridiculous! She got pregnant before the parents met each other.” Daniel Thompson trembled, fuming and shaking his head in dissent.

“How do you know they haven’t met? Daniel Thompson, don’t forget, we are not her parents.” Amanda Leaford’s words jolted Daniel back to reality.

Daniel closed his eyes in despair.

A stomach-churning image of a greedy couple came to his mind.

He had forgotten. Gillian does have her own parents.

All of a sudden, he felt a degree of revulsion for this adopted daughter of his.

She wasn’t his own flesh and blood, after all. If she were his child, they would never have done something like this.

Ivy is his real child; she respects his rules and doesn’t behave recklessly.

With this thought, Daniel’s mind was at relative peace.

“Since she doesn’t consider us her parents, we don’t need to attend her wedding either. Besides, my health wouldn’t allow me to go anyway.” Daniel coughed a few times, looking towards Amanda, asking expectantly, “Amanda, where’s Ivy? She brought me to the hospital, didn’t she? Ah, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have gone to find her. She probably got scared seeing me in this condition.”

Despite his life being at stake, the thought of Ivy bringing him to the hospital made him both anticipate and feel anxious.

The more he thought about it, the more he realized that blood relatives are more important.

Nicholas is his natural son, who was ready to donate his kidney when he needed it.

Contrastingly, Gillian, who has no blood relation with him, can only make him angry and can’t provide him any comfort.

Noticing his reference to his daughter, Amanda became wary, “Why do you ask about her? She has gone to attend to some work. By no means should you assume that she would donate her kidney to you. Even if you have this sort of expectation, you better abandon it right now.”

“Look at you, why would you think that way of me? I cherish her too much to even consider wanting her kidney.” Daniel sighed, watching Amanda’s expression gradually relax, “I tried to find her in order to have her convince you not to divorce me, but we don’t need that now. I agree to the divorce, Amanda, please bring the divorce agreement, I’ll sign it.”

When Daniel came to know about his terminal illness, and heard that Nicholas intended to donate his kidney, he had a change of heart.

Realizing that he himself wouldn’t live much longer, he couldn’t dream of tying Amanda down, forcing her to share his suffering.

“I didn’t bring the divorce agreement.” Amanda gazed away, “On account of your condition, there’s no difference between whether we continue to be married or not. Before you make a will, this marriage will not end.”

Although her words felt harsh, they made Daniel’s eyes well up with tears.

Tasks which required him pretending to be sick in the past, now seemed inevitable due to his real illness.

Looking at his antagonistic son and wife, Daniel regretted his past actions.

Only when faced with this moment, he realised the importance of family.

“Alright, I will write my will. Amanda, don’t worry, I won’t ask anything from you anymore, I will compensate our daughter as much as I can.” The corners of Daniel’s mouth drew up into a smile full of wrinkles, “We’ve wasted half of our lives, I don’t wish to linger anymore. When I’m gone, whether you wish to travel around the world or marry someone else, I won’t mind.”

Listening to him talk like he saw through life and death, left Amanda speechless.

Earlier when he pretended to be sick, she knew the truth and had no sympathy for him, only hate.

But at this moment, she couldn’t feel the same resentment.

These transparent comments after spending so much time together, made it impossible for her to harden her heart and speak harshly.

“You better focus on yourself for now, and refrain from saying such things.” Amanda felt an uncomfortable sensation in her chest, stepping a few steps back, “Save all these sweet talk for Phoebe and your adopted daughter.”

Watching Amanda walk away without looking back, Daniel’s smile didn’t fade.

He knew, Amanda was still angry with him.

But he knew that she would not bring up the divorce anymore.

In terms of emotions, he was selfish, no matter how he acted, he would regret.

Amanda understands him.

He understands himself as well.

In the early morning of Sunnydale City, the snow and rain were tangled, and the cold wind was biting.

Molly Walker stepped out of the car and put away her umbrella as she reached the entrance of the hotel.

A large cloak covered half of her body, revealing her petite, bright face.

Her long hair was tied up into a loose bun, with only a single hairpin stuck into it. The crystal clear jade hairpin glittered through her hair, and could be faintly seen.

Some people passed her by, their eyes lingered on her, filled with amazement.

Retro style was the trend these days, her attire made them think she was some heiress from ancient times.

“Big Boss…” Right in front of the hotel door stood some tall bodyguards in black clothes and sunglasses. Upon seeing her, each one of them slightly bowed their head.

Being able to see the manager of “W” with their own eyes, added to the exhilaration of these bodyguards.

They didn’t expect they’d achieve such a big merit within a few days of starting work.

The boss of No. 6 had said they would receive a bonus for this.

“Scarlett Jackson has been awake all night, insisting on waiting for you before she sleeps.”

Molly Walker nodded, slightly bowed her head, and looked towards the rooms upstairs with their lights on the whole night.

“I’ll head up first, you guys wait for me downstairs.” She handed her umbrella to them and headed towards the hotel’s lobby.

She pressed the elevator button and went upstairs.

As she arrived at the doorway where they had a confrontation last time, Molly stopped in her tracks. Looking towards the room with an open door, surely enough, Jerry Jenkins was inside.

He hadn’t left the whole night. It looked like Jerry was really worried that Scarlett might see her.

Molly Walker smiled lightly and raised her eyebrows before walking towards another room.

“Ivy Thompson…” Jerry Jenkins called after her out of the blue.

Molly Walker didn’t acknowledge him, continuing to walk towards Scarlett’s room.

“Miss Walker.” Jerry Jenkins’s voice turned fretful, “Let’s make a deal.”