"He deserved it!" Old Mr. Gardiner glared at Luke Gardiner, "See if you dare next time."
Luke Gardiner caught Florence Fuller's gaze, recalled the words she had just spoken about having no relation, and suddenly smiled, his eyes turning serious, "Grandpa, this time I truly know I was wrong. Rest assured, I will change! From now on, I will be with Florence, love her, protect her. I'll let you hold your great-grandchild soon."
Old Mr. Gardiner: "..."
Grace Linney: "..."
Florence Fuller: "...!!!"
She felt so disgusted that goosebumps rose on her skin.
"It's good that you know you're wrong." Old Mr. Gardiner sighed, "You two young ones must live well from now on. Go apologize to your wife."
Luke Gardiner looked at Florence Fuller, his brows filled with deep affection, "Wife~ I was wrong. From now on, we will be together properly, I will listen to you, it'll be good for us to start anew."
He's definitely doing this on purpose to disgust her!
Florence Fuller shivered slightly, forcing a smile that didn't reach her eyes, stood up, and left the room.
Luke Gardiner lowered his eyes, feeling somewhat sad, "She doesn't want to forgive me."
"Well, weren't you the one who made your own mess? Figure it out yourself, better bring Florence back, if there's news of divorce again, I'll have your hide." Old Mr. Gardiner couldn't possibly not see through his act, glared at him, and turned to leave as well.
Grace Linney still remained, pondering on her son's words, "Luke, are you really going to live well with Florence Fuller?"
Not to mention how happy she was when she saw that divorce agreement in the study at TJ Bay today, and Florence Fuller had already signed it. She brought it back and talked about it with Eleanor Sussex, but Old Mr. Gardiner overheard, and furiously called Luke Gardiner back.
When Luke Gardiner returned, he saw the divorce agreement too, and after looking at it for a while, he tore it up, telling Old Mr. Gardiner that he wouldn't divorce.
"I will!" Luke Gardiner touched his slightly pained nose, "Why wouldn't I?"
"You don't even like her... you..."
"Who said I don't like her, was I blind before and couldn't see?" Luke Gardiner raised an eyebrow, "Okay mom, I'm going to rest for a while."
Grace Linney left the room half-believingly.
Luke Gardiner's dinner was brought by the butler, he found it strange that it wasn't Florence Fuller, "Where is the young madam?"
"She said something urgent came up, and she left."
"Grandpa didn't keep her?"
The butler shook his head.
Let her leave, who cares.
Crown Grand Hotel.
After finding the private room, Florence Fuller pushed open the door and entered. The woman seated at the head of the table looked at her with cold words, "Coming to SJ, and yet a mother has to wait for her daughter."
Clara Fuller gently patted Laura Yates' hand, "Mom, it takes time for Florence to come over too."
"It took over half an hour to get here." Laura Yates glanced at Florence Fuller, "Why didn't you answer the phone when I called you earlier."
"Didn't receive it." Florence Fuller pulled out a chair and sat down.
Laura Yates frowned, "Did I say you could sit?"
Florence Fuller paused, pushed the chair back, grabbed her bag, and turned to leave.
Laura Yates was furious, "Come back here!"
Florence Fuller ignored her and pushed open the door to leave the room. Clara Fuller stood up, "Mom, I'll go check on my sister."
Clara Fuller chased after her, and Florence Fuller was already waiting for the elevator, she quickly went over, "Florence."
Florence Fuller didn't respond.
Clara Fuller stepped inside, "It's rare for mom to come to SJ to visit you, don't argue with her."
"Visit me?" Florence Fuller sneered, "She doesn't even call once or twice a year, this time she suddenly shows up with you, isn't it because something's up?"
Clara Fuller laughed, "How could it be? We're really here to see you."
The elevator arrived, Florence Fuller stepped inside.
Clara Fuller blocked the elevator door, her gentle face wearing a sweet smile, "Florence, are you really leaving?"
Florence Fuller didn't even look at her, pressing the close button on the elevator.
Clara Fuller withdrew her hand, and as the elevator doors slowly closed, she spoke, "These three years, I've been in France with Ethan Harper."
She raised her hand, revealing the diamond ring on her middle finger.
In the closing moment, she saw the tremor in Florence Fuller's eyes and curved a satisfied, triumphant smile.
The elevator reached the first floor and slowly opened. Florence Fuller leaned against the elevator wall, her mind filled with the image of Clara Fuller raising her hand just now.
"These three years, I've been in France with Ethan Harper."
The words echoed repeatedly in her mind, she clutched her bag tightly, muttering, "Impossible, impossible."
Impossible!
A fierce expression surfaced in her eyes, as she stepped out of the elevator, she anxiously rummaged through her bag for her phone.
Exiting the hotel, the attendant went to retrieve her car, and once inside, she called Adrian Morrison, the ringing tone only heightened her anxiousness.
"Hello?"
"Did Ethan Harper get married? Is he married!" Her tone carried a stubborn madness, "Is he!"
Adrian Morrison was stunned for a moment, "No... he shouldn't be... don't get agitated..."
"Check for me!" Florence Fuller's eyes darkened, she slammed the steering wheel hard, "Check! Use every means you have to check!"
The call was cut off, Adrian Morrison was dazed, he even questioned if the person who called was still Florence Fuller.
Florence Fuller had always been gentle, in his eyes, she was a kind-hearted beauty who spoke softly, this...
But indeed, a long time ago, Florence Fuller had asked him to help find this person. The Polaris Conglomerate family carries the surname Harper, it's impossible for anyone to find out if the Harper family keeps it tightly under wraps.
Moreover, it's known that the head of the Harper family only has three or four recognized children, none of them recognized as heirs, the name Ethan Harper has never been heard before...
Adrian Morrison clutched his hair in distress, what on earth is going on.
Florence Fuller hung up the phone, gazing at the dim long night outside the car window, she painfully grabbed a handful of long hair, her eyes faintly filled with tears.
She didn't like who she was now at all.
To be anxious, uneasy, and angry over an uncertain answer.
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Eastern Imperial Splendor Residence
"All the procedures and contracts for DN Dawn have been completed. The broadcasting company is also operating normally, the only need may be for you to meet with DN Dawn's president and some directors. Should I arrange a dinner, or something else?"
Lily Hart finished speaking and quietly waited, her gaze directed to Florence Fuller seated on the sofa, half-leaning on the pillows, head lowered, holding a wine glass she gently swirled, the red liquid painting waves along with her motions.
These days she hadn't gone to the company, most work was reported by her and Lily Lancaster who came to visit.
"Arrange a time." Florence Fuller placed the wine glass on the coffee table in front of her, "Arrange a golf appointment."
Lily Hart nodded, "Additionally, there's the matter of... Mr. Gardiner went to the company to find you today."
Florence Fuller stood up, "Ignore him."
Lily Hart noticed her getting ready to leave, "Are you going out? I'll arrange a driver for you."
Florence Fuller smiled at her, snapping her fingers as she moved towards the room, "XR Hospital."
Lily Hart understood. Lily Lancaster had mentioned it, the boss's most concerned and frequently visited place.
When Florence Fuller arrived, Amelia Linney was having dinner, Charles Shaw was with her inside.
The door to the hospital room wasn't fully closed, only slightly ajar. Florence Fuller stood by the transparent window at the side of the door, unable to see the full view inside but she could hear the voices of the conversation within.
"Today's clear soup is delicious, did you make it or Evelyn did?"
"I made it."
"Very good." Amelia Linney contentedly took the last sip, "How is your work at the TV station?"
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