Arrogant Man VS Unyielding Woman novel Chapter 393

Joy thought to herself, 'Now that Wen Group isn't Henry's anymore, there is no more use to be submissive to him.'

"Are you so thoughtful?" Henry said sarcastically, rolling his eyes at Joy. He had seen deep through her that he knew what kind of person she truly was. Snorting in disgust, he spoke again," You tried to hide the cause of Winner's death so that Shirley could occupy the position which should belong to him. I can't believe how vile and vicious you are, Joy. Winner is also your son, your blood and flesh. As his mother, don't you feel even the tiniest bit of guilt for him?"

Joy narrowed her eyebrows at Henry. All of a sudden, she sneered and chuckled. "You're so funny, Henry. How could I kill my son, who came from my own womb? I can't and I didn't kill him, so why would I feel guilty? Be careful with your accusations."

Henry gave her a look of rage. "You..." The rage that filled him turned into despair. After a moment, he blinked with tears rolling down his face.

At that very moment of grief, Henry looked ten years older than he truly was, very bleak and frail.

After a long dreadful silence, Henry sighed and opened his eyes. He looked at nothing in particular and said under his breath," It is all my fault. I'm such a bastard for being so blind for falling into tempting traps by a vile woman." As the tears stopped, he fixated his gaze on Joy and with conviction, he declared," Let's get divorced! After all, now that I have placed myself in this situation, you can no longer benefit from me. So let's just get divorced. I mean, why not, right?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the whole room grew silent immediately. All eyes were on Henry.

Everyone was shocked at his announcement. Even Jean gaped at Henry, wondering what on earth his father was thinking at that very moment.

She really didn't expect that Henry would demand a divorce.

It seemed that Winner's death had really hit him hard on the chest, or maybe his head as well.

Jean turned to look at Joy. Seeing her initial reaction, she couldn't help but be confused.

Joy looked as if she had expected Henry to ask for a divorce, or she had planned on doing this, so Henry could divorce her. It seemed that after Henry's collapse, Joy didn't want to be with him anymore. Either way, she looked like she got what she wanted.

"Henry, I can't believe that you still have a conscience lurking in your mind. As you know, I am still young, and I can't just be a lonely widow for the rest of my life, so I am grateful for your concern. Since it seems like you are so willing to help me fulfill my desires, you should send me a check or transfer money to my account, enough for supporting myself for the rest of my life. Besides, I have been your wife. I gave birth to and raised your children."

Henry stared at her in great disbelief. He wondered how much of a shameless person she was. His eyebrows furrowed into a frown at her, and sneering, he replied," You know that I don't have money now."

"Do you think I'm an idiot? I know that you still have lots of immovable property. Moreover, I know that you have secretly stashed egg money."

Crossing her arms on her chest, Joy pointed out and gave Henry a complacent look.

"That's enough!" Henry interrupted, knowing she would keep listing every nook and cranny of his money. Discerning that Joy wouldn't let go of the matter until she could get something from Henry, anger surged through his entire body. He got so furious that he felt as if his lungs were being squeezed tight. With every breath, he said," You will get every penny that you deserve. I will inform you as soon as the divorce agreement will be drafted by my lawyer. Are you happy now?" Without waiting for a reply from Joy, Henry shouted at her, pointing towards the door. "Get out! I don't want to see your shameless face anymore."

Feeling drained after uttering these words, he leaned against the bed, gasping hard as he tried to catch his breath. The nurse rushed towards him, aiding him.

As Joy watched Henry holding on to every bit of life, she suddenly felt anxious about the thought of him having one foot in the grave and being six feet below the ground.

Flustered, she reluctantly nodded and replied softly," Okay, I will wait for your feedback."

Joy glanced at Jean, glaring at her, before waving Shirley over, and together, they both left the room.

After a few moments, Henry's breathing turned normal once more. Relieved, Moore patted Jean on her shoulder in efforts to comfort her. Not long, he spoke gently to her. "Toby and I will wait for you outside. Take all the time that you need."

"All right." Jean nodded and gave Moore a weak smile before facing her sickly father.

Moore waved Toby over and gestured for the nurse to leave as well. The all walked out of the vast room, leaving Jean and Henry.