My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce (Hannah) novel Chapter 672

Online, nearly everyone was dragging Lionel through the mud, with each comment more scathing than the last.

【So, bro decides she’s useless now and just locks her up? What was the plan?】

【This is hilarious. He’s fighting a divorce with Hannah while imprisoning his mistress. Dude, can you not be without a woman for five minutes?】

【Ladies, are you paying attention? This is why you have to keep your eyes open. This guy mooched off women his whole life, and the second he gets successful, he turns on them. Marrying a leech only ends in misery!】

【Spending money on a man gets you a lifetime of bad luck and a potential prison sentence. I’m actually starting to feel sorry for the mistress, Sandra!】

【Me too. Sandra probably didn’t even know Lionel was with Hannah at first. She was just in love, pouring money, resources, and connections into his career, only to get tossed aside and publicly shamed. And then locked up.】

【I support the Rosenberg family disowning Lionel. If a man like that stays with them, I’m boycotting everything Rosenberg. It’s just disgusting.】

【Goes to show, even good genes can’t save you from a toxic environment!】

Hannah read through the comments, thinking they had hit the nail on the head.

Back then, Lionel had hidden so much from her that she had no idea about his relationship with Sandra.

If she had known, she would have walked away immediately, and none of this would have happened.

And Sandra, most likely, had no idea she existed either.

Now, she just wondered if Sandra would finally lie low after this, or if she would stir up more trouble.

If she did, Hannah wouldn’t let her get away with it.

“That woman, Sandra, really never learns her lesson. She looks like a wreck, but she’s still posing for the cameras like she’s on a runway. Does she really think she can use this scandal to get famous and make a comeback?”

Cherry gestured to the trending photos, where Sandra was striking various poses for the media, her expression a mask of manufactured frailty and pity.

If you didn’t know better, you’d think she was there for a photoshoot. It was enough to make you roll your eyes.

“Hannah, I’m telling you, that woman won’t give up this easily. We need to be careful. She might try to rise from the ashes.”