Sign the Papers Mr. Langford novel Chapter 103

"Margaret, what year was that equipment line?"

Just as Margaret was about to answer, footsteps echoed outside the room.

The nurse pushed the door open, looking a bit uneasy.

"Margaret, Mr. Langford is here."

Wren's grip on Margaret's hand tightened slightly.

Margaret wasn't surprised.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her gaze was much sharper.

"Let him in."

The nurse looked at Wren.

Wren didn't stand up.

She was no longer the person who instinctively wanted to avoid conflict the moment she heard Lawrence coming.

A few seconds later, Lawrence strode into the room.

He had clearly rushed over, still wearing the dark coat from earlier that day, carrying a suppressed displeasure in his expression.

Seeing Wren sitting by the bed, his footsteps faltered for a second.

"You're here."

Wren didn't answer.

Margaret spoke up instead.

"What, she's not allowed to be?"

Lawrence looked at the older woman, his tone softening a bit. "Margaret, that's not what I meant."

"Then what did you mean?" Margaret stared him down. "You found out she came, so you chased her here. You found out she was suing, so you went to Stellaris to drag her away. Lawrence, you certainly know how to find her now."

Lawrence's expression darkened.

"Margaret, this is between her and me."

Margaret let out a sudden laugh.

There wasn't much strength in it, but it was freezing.

"Between you and her?"

She raised a finger and pointed at Wren.

"She was married to you for six years. The Langford family affairs, your mother's health, Leo's schooling, your daily life, and my illness—which one of these didn't she manage? When she took care of it, you called it family business. Now that she's stopped, you say it's between you and her."

Those words were devastatingly harsh.

Lawrence's face completely darkened.

"Margaret, your health is poor. You shouldn't be listening to this nonsense."

"Nonsense?" Margaret glared at him coldly. "Then tell me, did Willow stay at the Langford Estate? Have outsiders called her Mrs. Langford? Did you give her money, a house, and projects?"

Lawrence didn't answer.

His silence was the answer.

Sitting beside them, Wren felt a numbness spread through her chest.

She already knew these things.

But hearing Margaret list them out one by one still made her feel utterly humiliated.

Margaret closed her eyes.

"Wren, did you hear that?"

Wren looked up.

The older woman squeezed her hand and said, enunciating every word, "Don't look back."