Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 95

They couldn't hide Lily's accident from Professor Alistair Finch.

Just as they finished discharging Lily, the professor rushed over in a panic.

Seeing the bandage wrapped around Lily's head, the old man practically blew his top, though he couldn't bear to scold the little girl for sneaking out.

So, he pointed his fury entirely at Raelynn. "Look at the absolute trash you involve yourself with!"

He had already learned the whole story.

Even as an outsider, it made his blood boil!

Raelynn didn't dare make a peep.

"Let me and your mentor's wife take Lily for a while. The child has a weak constitution. After going through all this—the fright, the fever, the physical trauma—she needs to rest properly for a good while!"

Raelynn knew Alistair loved Lily the most.

A single scrape on Lily was no different from carving a piece of flesh out of the old man's heart.

"Okay..." How could Raelynn possibly refuse?

Alistair had mostly settled down in Kingsford, living in a highly secure, confidential villa district assigned by the government. Raelynn felt entirely at ease leaving her there.

Besides, she hadn't bought a new place yet.

She wasn't in a rush to drag Lily around while she was still figuring things out.

Chloe scratched her head. "This was my fault. I got careless..."

Alistair scoffed coldly. "Why are you taking the blame? If you ask me, it's those heartless bastards who are at fault!"

"Grandpa, who are you mad at?" Lily asked, peeking her head out curiously.

Alistair shot a pointed look at Raelynn. "A jerk. When you grow up, Lily, make sure you keep your eyes peeled. Don't be like your Mom, hand-picking her own karmic retribution."

Raelynn was utterly speechless.

Please, stop scolding me.

Lily blinked, then dropped a bombshell. "My papa?"

Raelynn nearly choked. Lily was far too clever and observant.

She stumbled over her words, trying to deny it. "No..."

Lily turned to look at her, her face completely serious. "Mom, you don't need to explain. My papa is dead, I know."

"...Oh, right," Raelynn muttered.

Indeed. He might as well be dead. Utterly useless, occasionally springing up like a zombie just to make everyone miserable.

Once the discharge paperwork was complete.

Alistair carried Lily to the car.

He attended to Lily's every need personally.

Terrified of provoking the old man further, Raelynn scurried around like a frightened quail, helping Chloe load the car.

Alistair was just about to give Raelynn a few more instructions.

When his gaze caught something by the hospital lobby entrance.

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