CEO's Reborn Wife

Jillian Carter lay pale on the sickbed, and when she saw Father Carter and Mother Carter come in, her tears fell instantly.

"Dad~ Mom~" That one call was full of grievance.

"You need to change how you address them. Starting from today, you’re not anymore." Brooke Black stood at the ward door and cut in coolly.

Jillian was now the target of thousands cursing and tens of thousands damning her. Was she pitiful?

Brooke didn’t think she was pitiful at all.

Because, here, little Jane had already gone through these two days first.

Little Jane was innocent.

Jillian really had only herself to blame.

"We won’t take back the dowry we gave you in the house when you got married, and we won’t take back the stuff your grandparents gave you. Later, live well. You already have plenty, much more than ordinary people. I hope through this time, later, you can wake up, grow up, and learn to live your days well on your own." This was the last piece of advice Father Carter, as a father, could give.

What the Carter Family had given Jillian, all added together, was property worth over 100 million.

Even if West Crossing collapsed, with all that property the Carter Family had given her, Jillian could still live out her lifetime without worrying about food or clothing.

"Mom~" Jillian looked toward her mom. "You’ve always loved me the most. You don’t want me either? What about Brother? Why isn’t Brother coming to see me?"

"Jillian, take good care of yourself." Mother Carter’s mouth opened and closed, and in the end she only said this one farewell line.

"I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. Dad and mom, trust me one more time, okay? I’ll go apologize to Jane Sampson, I’ll go tell her I’m sorry, I’ll go kowtow to her and apologize. Don’t abandon me..." Jillian struggled frantically to get out of the Bed. "I’ll go kowtow to Jane Sampson right now and apologize. Every fault is mine, it’s all my fault, it’s me who’s wrong. I can’t be without a home, I don’t want to be a child without dad and mom."

"Jillian!" Father Carter rebuked her sternly. "No one is obligated, every a time you say ’I’m sorry,’ to reply ’It’s okay, I forgive you’! I’ve told you countless times, you’re a mister now, you have to pay the price for your own actions!"

Jillian collapsed back onto the sickbed, covering her face and wailing.

Joseph Shaw came in with the lawyer right at this time.

"I heard you woke up, so I brought the lawyer over." Joseph handed the divorce agreement in his hand to Jillian, took a long breath, then closed his eyes. "Jillian, anyone else might possibly forgive you, but the child alone never will, because you never gave him a chance."

"Look over the divorce agreement. If you don’t have any objections to the property division, then sign your name." Joseph passed the pen over. "I’m leaving the money all to you."

"I don’t want money, I don’t want to be a divorcee, Joseph..." Jillian clutched tightly at Joseph’s clothes, biting her lips and shaking her head.

Father Carter and Mother Carter let out a light sigh and left the ward together with Brooke, and went straight out of the hospital as well. With Jillian’s marriage, they couldn’t help.

They weren’t qualified to demand that Joseph give Jillian another chance.

How Joseph finally persuaded Jillian to sign the divorce agreement, no one knew. All that was known was that in the half an hour after Brooke left the hospital, Jillian Carter’s agent issued a divorcee statement on Jillian’s behalf, informing the netizens about her divorcee.

It wasn’t hard to guess that this divorcee statement was made at Joseph’s request to Jillian Carter’s agent.

When a man who once loved deeply turns ruthless, every cut can go straight to the bone.