After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 806

Chapter 806

Isabelle didn't know if Darius was telling the truth or not. She didn't know if he was saying such words just to gain custody of his daughter. The only man she had ever been intimate with in her life was Darius, and she felt conflicted.

The news of Isabelle's election spread throughout the world. It was almost as if the whole world was watching. For a country where women had been oppressed for years, this was a significant symbol of progress and represented a significant improvement in women's status.

The appearance of a female prime minister received support and warm welcome from almost all women in Middle Evroya.

To celebrate this event, the new president Harold declared Isabelle's election day as Women's Day in Middle Evroya.

When Sylvia arrived in Middle Evroya, she taught Harold an unforgettable lesson that men should never underestimate the power of women. Therefore, he never dared to underestimate the power of women again, especially now that Isabelle has become prime minister; she will be his biggest helper and partner when it comes to work-related matters.

Harold's first order to all officials under him is that they must respect Isabelle; otherwise they will face military punishment! He is known for his iron-fisted approach; this command immediately silenced those who used to look down on Isabelle's election.

In the hospital room, Brayden sat on a couch with a small blanket given by nurses draped over him.

He felt tired but comforted by its warmth while sunlight streamed through windows casting golden rays across Jenna's bed where she slept peacefully despite her feverish state last night.

Franklin came into view with concern etched on his face before sitting next to Brayden. "You stayed here overnight yesterday, so go get some rest now," he said reassuringly.

Sylvia walked over and touched Jenna's forehead. "Her fever has subsided."

Brayden looked out at clean bright windows letting gentle sunshine pour into their space making it clear that morning had come already. The girl lying on bed remained asleep while he wondered how long he'd been there keeping watch over her.

"It's okay," Brayden replied hoarsely after clearing throat slightly. "I can wait until Jenna wakes up."

Franklin advised him again, but he didn't listen.

Jasper came in carrying a lunchbox and took out the food inside.

"Have a little to eat, otherwise you'll get sick too. Jenna will feel uncomfortable when she wakes up," Sylvia said softly. "The doctor said it's a concussion and there's no bleeding inside. We won't know if there are any other after-effects until she wakes up."

As long as there is no blood stasis, a concussion will usually recover after a few days of rest.

A nurse pushed a medication cart into the room and administered an injection to Jenna before hanging up her IV bag.

She still hasn't woken up.

Unconsciously, Brayden lay down on the bed.

Seeing how exhausted he looked, Sylvia glanced at Franklin and the three of them quietly left with Jasper.

He casually closed the door to the hospital room.

Jenna on the sickbed, her eyelids trembled slightly. She seemed to be immersed in a nightmare and couldn't wake up no matter how hard she tried.

Sweat had unconsciously seeped out from the forehead.

"Sister ... Mom..." The little girl ran on a hill covered with wild grass.

Someone was pursuing her and her mom.

"Child, run!" The mother pushed her behind and used her slender body to block the men in front of them. Her beautiful face was filled with anxiety as she stared at the several men approaching her, while shouting desperately at her daughter behind her, "Run! Run quickly!"

"Mom--" The little girl's tears rolled down her cheeks as she watched those men pin her mother to the ground, punching and kicking her. She saw them tie her up roughly and take her away. The man leading them was none other than her father, his face twisted into a sinister smile. He slapped her mother hard across the face. "Do you know why I married you? It's because your family is wealthy!"

"Turns out your stingy family kicked you out! You slut!"

She crouched motionlessly in the nearby bushes, afraid to make a sound, her eyes wide with fear as she covered her mouth. Helplessly, she watched as her father took her mother away, hurling insults as he walked. "Slut, didn't expect you to be worth something! I'll sell you this time, so you won't be a nuisance anymore!"

She lay in the grass, staring in disbelief at her father's receding figure as he walked further and further away. Suddenly, a snake darted out and she jumped in fright, "Ah!"

"No!" Jenna screamed in horror, sitting up abruptly.

Brayden was half asleep when he heard the girl's cry, but it jolted him awake. "Jenna, what's wrong?"

"Brayden," Jenna's voice was hoarse and labored as if she couldn't catch her breath. "I had a nightmare about my mother."

"Mother?" Brayden sat up straight and took the girl's icy cold hand in his own. He looked at her closely and saw that her face was covered in beads of sweat that sparkled like diamonds.

She looked even paler than usual.

But wasn't she an orphan?