When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1908 An Excuse

Over at Rainsworth Manor, Elena received a phone call. The caller was none

other than Niel's brother's daughter-in-law, who happened to be Chelsea's mother.

Elena, with a smile, asked, "Yes, Phoebe?"

“Elena, I'm calling you because I want to find an opportunity to thank your daughter-in-law in person," said Phoebe.

"What?" Elena was somewhat bewildered. "What are you thanking Ceci for?"

Phoebe then relayed everything that happened the day before to Elena.

Elena couldn't help but be surprised. "Did Ceci save Chelsea?"

"Yes. It was all thanks to Ceci. If it weren't for her, Chelsea would be in deep trouble. Could you possibly arrange a meeting with her for me? I want to bring Chelsea along to thank her in person," Phoebe said.

"Of course!" Elena readily agreed.

Afterward, she called Cecilia and invited her over for dinner that evening. She mentioned that there was something important to discuss.

Cecilia, having nothing much to do that day, agreed to it.

"Mom asked us to return to Rainsworth Manor this evening. She said she has something important to discuss," Cecilia said to Nathaniel.

Nathaniel's grip on his fork tightened. He then nodded. "Yeah."

Whenever Elena was mentioned, both Nathaniel and Cecilia couldn't help but recall Elena's proposal for divorce from Wren.

At that time, Elena was still residing in Rainsworth Manor. No one knew what would happen after the divorce.

Meanwhile, over at Rainsworth Manor, after Elena put down her phone, she saw Wren dressed in a brand-new outfit, his hair neatly combed and shining. He was also sporting a luxury watch on his wrist.

She slightly furrowed her brows, engrossed in her coffee, paying no mind to Wren.

As Wren reached the door, he looked back at her, asking, "Aren't you going to ask where I'm going?"

Upon hearing his question, Elena finally looked up, her gaze landing on him with a serene calmness.

"What does it matter to me where you're going? We're already divorced."noveldrama

"It's just a cool-off period. We're not actually divorced yet," Wren said.

Elena chuckled lightly. "Is there a difference?"

Wren's brows were furrowed tightly, never once relaxing.

"When will you finally stop creating a fuss?"

Elena was stunned. Creating a fuss? Does this man think my request for a divorce is just to create a fuss?

She then rose to her feet, her eyes and brows cold as ice.

"Wren, I need ed you to understand something. I'm not creating a fuss. I truly want a divorce. Over the years, you've never treated me as your wife. Now, I no longer want you as my husband." Elena paused before adding, "I've wasted my best years on you. Looking back, it's truly pitiful."

Had it not been for her two sons, Nathaniel and Nicholas, she would have long since ended her relationship with the man who could barely make it home a few times a year.

Unfortunately, Wren was still rather narcissistic, thinking he was irreplaceable. Wren fell silent.

Elena continued, "You're always out there fooling around. Why don't you consider visiting our sons? Don't you see what kind of situation they're in now? Things have escalated to the point where they're like mortal enemies."

"The kids are all grown up. What can I possibly do?" Wren finally spoke.

Elena was utterly exasperated. "You're just lazy and irresponsible! How is that an excuse?"

She was just about to scold Wren when her two grandsons came over, taking hold of Elena's hand.

Upon seeing the two little ones, Elena immediately suppressed her anger, lowering her voice.

"Go check on Nicholas. See what

has really happened to him. If you can't even do that, then don't ever

claim to be their father again, Elena said, her heart filled with sorrow.