The Transactional Marriage That Imploded novel Chapter 162

I'm always so busy and never have enough time for you, so let's just enjoy a happy trip together, just the two of us."

Mabel's face lit up at the mention of Milo. "Mr. Wilder is such a wonderful young man. Will he be joining us?"

Bianca replied, "I'm not sure. He certainly knows how to enjoy life, though. Every time I'm with him, we end up eating the best food. Let's get going, Grandma. Knowing Mathis, he's probably going to throw a fit when he wakes up."

Grabbing only a few changes of clothes, the two of them left.

Standing in the hallway, Mathis heard their conversation crystal clear.

His expression darkened.

Even knowing how much he loved her, she didn't care.

He had swallowed his pride, begging her time and time again, holding her as they slept, and still—she felt nothing.

All she wanted was to get as far away from him as possible. No matter what he did, she refused to love him.

Mathis didn't chase after them. He had other things to take care of.

Before leaving the apartment, he took a long look at the decor and the furniture.

His chest tightened.

Everything was styled exactly the way she liked it. Why didn't she ever consider how much thought he had put into making her happy?

Around nine o'clock, Mathis arrived at the hospital, dressed in his clothes from the night before.

Cynthia Quinn was groggily waking up.

Assuming Mathis had stayed by her side all night, she was deeply moved. "Mathis," she murmured softly, "you're so good to me."

"Mhm. What do you want to eat? I'll have someone bring it over."

Cynthia said she was craving Dim Sum Brunch, and Mathis immediately made the call to arrange it.

How pathetic for Bianca.

Soon, Mathis's people delivered almost every type of pastry and dish from the tea house. It looked like a lavish buffet.

Naturally, Cynthia wasn't going to pass up a chance to show off and reclaim her pride.

She snapped a group photo of the spread and posted it with a caption: *Got beaten into the hospital by a lunatic. Casually mentioned to my Mr. Jagger that I wanted Dim Sum Brunch, and he practically moved the whole tea house here. My body hurts, but my heart is so sweet.*

Since the police had no evidence regarding the assault, she decided to weaponize her followers to cyberbully Bianca.

She wasn't going to take that beating for nothing.

Let's see how you survive this, Bianca.

Mathis certainly wouldn't help her.

The nurse who came in to change Cynthia's dressings gasped in awe. "Ms. Quinn, you are so lucky. Your boyfriend isn't just handsome; he's incredibly thoughtful."