Chapter 431: Chapter 431: Let’s Get Divorced!
"Mrs. Lockwood..." Wendy Quinn walked to Mrs. Lockwood’s side, knelt down, and hugged Mrs. Lockwood while sobbing bitterly, cooperatively yelling, "Someone! Help! Is there anyone who can save us... boo hoo hoo..."
The hospital security came.
"Let go, this is a hospital, no fighting allowed."
The security said to Howard Yeats.
Howard Yeats raised his elbow, making a threatening move to hit the security, frightening them to retreat repeatedly.
"Hitting people... is illegal... if you continue like this, we will call the police."
"Howard Yeats, let him go."
Ivy Linden suddenly said to Howard Yeats.
Howard Yeats was not done hitting, but seeing Ivy Linden’s pale little face, he felt distressed, letting go of Samuel Lockwood, and warned, "Samuel Lockwood, you better watch out."
Samuel Lockwood got up and was about to punch Howard Yeats.
Howard Yeats grabbed Samuel Lockwood’s fist, taunting him, "Still want to fight? Fine! Come outside with me... I’ll show you what real fighting skills are!"
Samuel Lockwood was no match for Howard Yeats; his expression was contorted.
"Samuel, come over here..." Mrs. Lockwood, afraid her son would get hurt again, shouted loudly to Samuel Lockwood.
"Fine, I’ll let you off today, but one day, I’ll fight you." Samuel Lockwood was unwilling to admit defeat.
"Heh..." Howard Yeats laughed disdainfully.
Samuel Lockwood’s heart felt stifled; approaching Mrs. Lockwood, he saw her swollen cheeks and bleeding mouth, and his eyes reddened, "Mom~ does it hurt?"
Mrs. Lockwood cried, "It hurts~"
Samuel Lockwood’s heart hurt too, glaring angrily at Ivana Monroe, "You b****..."
He didn’t finish his sentence.
Ivy Linden rushed forward and slapped Samuel Lockwood.
Samuel Lockwood was stunned for a moment, then looked up to see Ivy Linden, tears streaming down her face.
"Old..." wife,
"Don’t call me that, Samuel Lockwood... do you treat me as your wife?" Ivy Linden pointed at her own face, clearly more swollen than Mrs. Lockwood’s, "Did you even ask if I was in pain? Your mom feels pain, I don’t, is that right?"
Samuel Lockwood shook his head, "Wife, that’s not what I meant. You and my mom are family matters; we can discuss them at home, but Ivana... what is she? She shouldn’t hit my mom."
Tears started flowing again from Ivy Linden.
Family matters?
Every time there was a family matter, wasn’t she the one who endured Mrs. Lockwood? But how did Mrs. Lockwood treat her?
Ivy Linden felt particularly exhausted at that moment; her endurance couldn’t earn Mrs. Lockwood’s sincerity, only a never-ending cycle of pressure. Only if she left Samuel Lockwood, left that family, would Mrs. Lockwood finally leave her alone.
Ivy Linden raised her head, trying to force the tears back, but her tears weren’t cooperating.
She lifted her hand, wiped her eyes, then held onto Ivana Monroe’s arm and gave Samuel Lockwood a desolate smile, "She’s my sister; from now on, she will be my real sister. Samuel Lockwood... I’ve tolerated your mom for so many years for you, can you tolerate my sister for me?"
Ivana Monroe was taken aback, looking at Ivy Linden’s pained expression, her heart felt torn.
However, one had to admit, Ivy Linden was beginning to change, and she sensed it.
"Ivana is not." Samuel Lockwood immediately put on a stern face, "Ivy, don’t be foolish."
"I’m being foolish?" Ivy Linden felt like crying again, she nodded, "Fine! Whenever there was a conflict between your mom and me, you always thought I was being foolish. In front of you, I’m just someone who can be foolish, in that case, I don’t mind being foolish once more."
"If you can’t accept my sister, then I’m sorry, I can’t accept your mom either." Ivy Linden took a deep breath and said, "Samuel Lockwood, let’s get a divorce!"
Divorce?
Samuel Lockwood was wide-eyed, never imagining Ivy Linden would say the word "divorce."
Samuel Lockwood suddenly saw Howard Yeats beside Ivy Linden, and jealously said, "Ivy Linden... you’re divorcing me for this man, right? Well, very well! I was a fool, loving you for so many years, and this is how you treat me... want a divorce, right? You leave empty-handed."
Ivy Linden never expected that when she brought up divorce with Samuel Lockwood, he would drag Howard Yeats into it.
Howard Yeats barked angrily, "Samuel Lockwood, don’t spit out lies, you’re the one who’s unfaithful, having another woman, and your mother won’t tolerate Ivy; that’s the real trigger for your divorce."
Leaving empty-handed? No problem.
As long as Ivy Linden divorces, he will support her.
Samuel Lockwood savagely pointed at Howard Yeats, "Shut up, you despicable man, you’ve even become a male mistress."
Howard Yeats’ expression changed, raising his fist, ready to hit Samuel Lockwood.
Ivy Linden held him back, "His mouth is on his body; he can say whatever he wants! I’m tired."
Howard Yeats looked at the rolling tears in Ivy’s eyes, his heart ached and he wanted to hold her in his arms, but he couldn’t, restraining himself, knowing that doing this now would only lead to more misunderstandings, further fueling Samuel Lockwood’s mouth.
"Let’s go!"
"Mm."
Ivy Linden nodded.
Ivana Monroe, Ivy Linden, Howard Yeats turned and left.
Wendy Quinn’s mouth formed a victorious smile; finally, Samuel Lockwood and Ivy Linden were going to divorce, her chance had come.
Samuel Lockwood saw his wife leaving with another man, jealousy driving him mad, wanting to get up and chase them, only to be held back tightly by Mrs. Lockwood’s sleeve.
"Samuel, I’m hurting all over, my face hurts, my scalp hurts, take me for a check-up."
Mrs. Lockwood was a cunning person; with Ivy Linden finally being driven away, and even initiating the divorce, she would not let Samuel Lockwood go after Ivy Linden again.
She had long wished for Ivy Linden to get out of the Lockwood family, to make room for Wendy Quinn, her precious grandchild... was inside Wendy Quinn.
Samuel Lockwood’s eyes were fixed on Ivy Linden, suddenly feeling that if she left with Howard Yeats, she would never come back again, a wave of fear surfaced in his heart.
He loved Ivy, loved her for so long, loved her so deeply.
Samuel Lockwood shouted at Ivy Linden’s back, "Ivy Linden, if you leave... don’t come back, Yiren Magazine won’t belong to you, Nicole won’t belong to you either."
Wendy Quinn’s smile stiffened, clutching her fingers tightly, nails digging into her flesh, damn Ivy Linden, already about to divorce Samuel Lockwood, yet he still cared about her so much.
How infuriating!
If only Ivy Linden got hit by a car after leaving!
Wendy Quinn cursed in her heart for Ivy Linden to be hit by a car after leaving the hospital, vowing... she would never treat Nicole nicely, she would unleash the essence of a stepmother fully, and sooner or later deal with that little brat.
Ivy Linden suddenly stopped, Samuel Lockwood thought she was about to reconsider.
Ivy Linden swayed and fell into Howard Yeats’ arms.
"Damn, b****."
Samuel Lockwood cursed, furious and exasperated.