Blizzard First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 374

“He deserves everything that’s happening to him now.”

Since they were both angry, their words were harsh.

Daniel couldn’t agree, so he just said, “Mr. Blackwell naturally didn’t have time to deal with it.”

“A simple phone call to me would have been enough. Why didn’t he do it?”

“If he wasn’t there in person and only told you over the phone, you would have only taken it out on Mrs. Blackwell even more.”

Mrs. Blackwell fell silent.

Daniel hadn’t wanted to be so blunt. They were his employers, after all. Although he answered to Adrian, the Blackwell family had been good to him.

“You, of all people, know what happened to the first Mrs. Blackwell.”

Mrs. Blackwell’s face turned pale with fury, but she couldn’t utter a single word.

Daniel escorted her back to the old mansion before returning to the hospital.

He apologized to Adrian.

After hearing his report, Adrian simply said, “It’s time she understood. Even if they don’t live together in the future, there’s no guarantee she won’t have a sudden fit of madness.”

The Blackwells were a crazy bunch.

Except for the old Mrs. Blackwell.

Of course, Mrs. Blackwell wasn’t a Blackwell by blood, but Charles Blackwell had been useless. After marrying into the family, she had to manage too many things.

It was inevitable that her personality would change.

Naturally, these were not thoughts Daniel could voice.

***

Isabel set aside the divorce for the time being and focused on her research.

Oliver hadn’t seen her for a few days.

He found Adrian at the hospital.

“Dad.”

He was sullen, but Adrian wasn’t faring much better.

He couldn’t even lift his hand.

Dr. Lawson was powerless to help; Adrian’s recovery depended entirely on whether Isabel was willing to let him off the hook.

“Don’t worry. She’ll spend the holidays with us this year. You can bake cookies with her then.”

Old Mr. Foster knew what he was getting at. “I can’t help you with that.”

Oliver sighed, his little head drooping. “But I really know I was wrong.”

What could be done?

He couldn’t forgive Oliver on Isabel’s behalf.

Besides, Isabel had every right not to forgive him.

An apology doesn’t always guarantee an “it’s okay.” It all depends on the situation.

“After you finish your cookies, how about I take you home?”

“Given the circumstances, it’s best to let your mother work in peace.”

“The more you cling to her, the more you might push her away.”

Just as he finished speaking, Isabel pushed the door open.

She had completed a stage of her work and handed it off to Felix Lane. She came to have a quick word with old Mr. Foster and grab a drink of water.

She hadn’t expected to see Oliver there.

“Mom…” Oliver walked over and explained in a small voice, “I didn’t mean to disturb you. I just came to see you… I missed you… I won’t bother you, I’ll be good…”