She Was Never Just a Pretty Face novel Chapter 108

Hilda took the phone: "Put Luther on."

After a slight rustling sound, Luther answered. Hilda didn't beat around the bush and said point-blank: "Luther, you said you'd be back on time for lunch. Don't tell me you're with Jolie right now."

"Hilda."

"Jolie hasn't passed the critical stage yet."

Luther's voice was hoarse.

Suddenly, Hilda's nose stung.

Perhaps it was for the vague hope in her heart.

She actually thought they could spend their lives together.

—Even if they didn't love each other that much.

Even though Luther's choice was obvious, she still asked one more time: "Luther, can you come back right now? Two tables of guests are here, waiting for you to eat. My mother is also waiting for you."

Answering her was a stretch of silence.

Hilda understood what he meant.

—He couldn't come back.

He was going to stay in the hospital with Jolie.

As for how they ended up in a car crash together, she didn't ask, nor did she care. Considering her mother's dignity, as she hung up the phone, she gave everyone a respectful out: "Luther had a sudden, urgent meeting and might not make it back. Let's eat first."

Eleanor felt deeply moved.

At the same time, she felt terribly guilty.

She held Hilda's hand, wanting to say something.

But Hilda just smiled faintly: "Mom, I'm fine. Let's wait until we see the guests off."

Naturally, Eleanor couldn't make a scene.

Nathan suppressed his anger even more, trying his best to give Gardenia respect. But the originally lively atmosphere inevitably gained a forced, artificial cheerfulness.

How could the relatives not know?

Information was so fast nowadays.

Luther and Jolie's highway crash was trending online.

Jolie was severely injured.

Luther only had minor scrapes.

The meal was eaten with mixed feelings all around.

After the meal, Nathan was going to the hospital to handle things.

He arranged for Harrell to drive Gardenia back to the suburban house, with Hilda going along. Little Annie stayed behind at the Sanford Estate.

Gardenia's emotions were extremely complicated.

She never expected Luther to still maintain such a relationship with Jolie.

Afraid of embarrassing Hilda, she didn't expose it.

Only as Hilda was leaving did she sigh softly.

"Hilda, you're still young. You don't have to do this for me, much less for the child."

"You deserve to have your own life."

...

Hilda choked up slightly for a moment.

She wanted to say something to comfort her mother.

Next, not only did she have an art exhibition to prepare for, but she also had to establish a new cosmetics company. She was going to be very busy and needed a strong body to support her.

After eating, Hilda went upstairs.

The maid didn't notice anything wrong.

Hilda slowly walked to the second floor.

They had only lived in this villa for a few days.

And now she was moving out with little Annie.

Yes, she was going to divorce Luther.

—First was moving out to separate.

She had prepared for this long ago, but when the moment truly came, it was still inevitably sad. Luther was her youth, her first marriage, absurd yet passionate. His recent guarantees and vows, thinking back on them now, felt like just a dream.

How could she not have hoped?

It was just that she had long stopped daring to believe.

Hilda pulled out a large suitcase and packed her things, along with little Annie's necessities. Except for the fifty million she signed for with Luther earlier, which she took, she left behind all the property deeds and bankbooks, including the supplementary card Luther gave her.

As for the wedding ring on her finger.

She gently pulled it off and placed it on the nightstand.

This time, she was truly leaving for good.

Returning everything.

Returning him to Jolie as well.

She didn't want Luther anymore either.