Chapter 637:
“Take me to see them,” my mother said.
“Okay,” I nodded, helping her off the bed and guiding her to Betty and Anne’s room.
As we reached the door, we saw Hank sitting in front of Betty’s bed. We both stopped in our tracks.
“Betty, I just called my lawyer and told him to withdraw the agreement immediately.”
Hearing this, my mother and I stood frozen, shocked.
Betty, who had been looking elsewhere, also seemed stunned. She slowly turned her head, looking at Hank with softer eyes.
“You mean you won’t divorce me?” Betty asked, her voice filled with disbelief.
Hank nodded and said, “I’m not.”
Betty sat up instantly, took Hank’s hand, and pressed it to her face, saying happily, “Dear, I knew you wouldn’t let me and Anne die. You’re not a cold-hearted person!”
Hank remained silent. Though I couldn’t see his face, I could imagine how conflicted and miserable he must have felt in that moment.
Beside them, Anne sat quietly on the bed. Her expression was distant as she looked coldly at her father and then at her mother. There was no emotion in her eyes.
This was a family that lacked love. At that moment, I regretted everything. If I hadn’t pushed Betty toward Hank, insisting he take responsibility, maybe they wouldn’t be living this hollow, painful life now.
At that moment, Betty looked up at Hank and said, “Hank, Anne and I are fine. Shall we go home? I want to go home now.”
Hank nodded in confusion, signaling his agreement.
“Then get Anne and me out of the hospital right away,” Betty urged.
“Okay,” Hank said, and turned to leave. As he passed by, he nodded to my mother and me at the door before stepping out.
I helped my mother into the ward.
“Betty,” my mother called out. I could tell Betty had gone too far this time. My mother, though angry, was still trying to be understanding.
But despite everything, Betty was still her daughter, and my mother couldn’t bear to see her in distress.
“Mom, I’m sorry. I made you worry,” Betty said as she crawled into my mother’s arms, two happy tears falling down her face.
“Don’t do something like this again,” my mother said quietly, stroking Betty’s head.
“All right,” Betty replied obediently.
I stood by the window, watching the scene unfold. While I had been worried about Betty just moments ago, I knew we could no longer be close to each other. My gaze shifted to Anne, who was sitting quietly on the hospital bed. Something felt off about her. No matter what had happened between the adults, the children were always the innocent ones. I planned to go over and check on Anne.
But then, Betty spoke again.
“Hank suddenly doesn’t want to divorce me anymore. We’ve reconciled. Are you disappointed?”
Bella’s POV:
