Infatuated with my Ex-wife novel Chapter 9

Even after Sherry drove to the sanatorium, Irene still didn't recover from the impact of his words.

Edward was actually that indifferent to her disappearance.

Did he really go to find her in order to rescue her?

Or, because at that time, it happened that Celine self-directed and acted on the so-called video, which made Edward angry, so he came to her for it?

Irene guessed out the facts by herself. She closed her eyes in pain, and tried her best to keep herself from crying.

Sherry parked the car and turned to look at Irene worriedly. "Mrs. Jones, are you alright?"

Irene shook her head and took a deep breath. She covered her face and said. "I'm not feeling well today. I'll go in and see grandma another day. You can drive me home first."

"Okay." After hearing her words, Sherry turned around and drove the car back.

Back home, looking at the cold and empty house, Irene was upset and could not help drinking two bottles of red wine. After getting drunk, she directly fell asleep on the sofa.

The phone she threw on the coffee table kept ringing. Irene was half asleep and half awake. Her eyelashes fluttered and she turned over, ignoring the phone call.

On the other side, Edward's grandmother put down her phone and sighed. "The child didn't answer my call."

"Old Madam, did Irene quarrel with Young Master again?" The one who spoke was Old Madam Wilson's old butler, Lydia.

Mrs. Wilson frowned and said. "I guess so. Didn't we see Irene arriving at the yard by car just now? But we don't know why she went back, but she didn't answer the phone now. I don't know what's going on with them..."

Lydia thought for a moment and said. "How about I go and see the young mistress."

Mrs. Wilson shook her head, "It's useless even if I go. That girl is so considerate of Edward that she can't even bear to speak ill of him. There's nothing I can do to help her."

Hearing this, Lydia also sighed. "Irene is just so kind."

She couldn't help but recall that six years ago, when Irene and Mrs. Wilson met each other. They had a traffic jam and Mrs. Wilson had a heart attack. The driver of the car was old and couldn't carry her. It was Irene who carried her  all the way to the hospital five to six kilometers away.

The little girl's physical condition was not very good. After that trip, she also lay in the hospital for two days.

"Go and ask someone to check what Edward has been doing recently. Is he raising another woman outside..."

"Sure, I'll go now." Lydia took the order and left. Then she asked someone to check it out.

Half an hour later, she ran back with a pale face and shouted to Edward's grandmother. "Old Madam, Young Master wants to divorce Irene. He has even found a lawyer and will be in court these few days!"

"What?" Mrs. Wilson's face turned pale. She rolled her eyes and almost pouted.

"Old Madam!" Lydia shouted in panic, "Doctor! Doctor!"

She grabbed Lydia's arm tightly and said with difficulty. "Go, contact that unfilial thing and tell him I'm dying. Call him over right now!"

"Okay, okay." Lydia responded repeatedly. The doctors and nurses quickly rushed in, busy rescuing.

Lydia took her mobile phone and called Edward, crying outside the ward.

"Grandma can't do it?" Edward suddenly stood up. Without thinking about his work, he immediately drove and sped all the way.

He frowned and thought for a while. Then, he took out his phone and called the woman.