The Wife He Forgot to Marry novel Chapter 116

Every day after school, Greta would stop by a nearby diner and bring home dinner for herself and Nikita.

As Winona was making a hearty stew, Nikita came into the kitchen and started complaining about Helena. “She’s so busy every day she can’t even take care of her own home. If I weren’t here to watch her, what would happen to a little child like Greta? A place doesn’t feel like a home when no one’s there to keep it running. It’s all her fault for insisting on that divorce. Now she’s struggling like this with no man to help support the family.”

Winona quietly washed the vegetables, unable to answer. If she voiced her true thoughts, Nikita would probably be too upset to eat.

After complaining about Helena, Nikita turned to her. “How come you haven’t brought Yulen over to see me lately? Don’t tell me you two have been fighting.”

“We’ve both just been busy with work,” Winona said flatly. “I’ll bring him by when we have time.”

Seeing her demeanor, Nikita’s worries deepened. She was about to say more when the doorbell rang.

Winona thought it was the food delivery. To cheer Greta up, she had ordered a small cake.

The poor girl had already been through her parents’ divorce, and now her mother was coming home late every night. Winona worried about the emotional toll on Greta, knowing that children need more emotional support during such times.

She wiped her hands on a paper towel and went to open the door.

But it wasn’t a delivery person standing outside. It was Yulen.

He had figured she would be here. In his hand, he held a pizza box.

Winona’s face fell the moment she saw him.

Nikita, on the other hand, was delighted. All her previous concerns vanished. “Yulen, come in, sit down! We were just talking about you.”

Yulen smiled as he entered, asking curiously, “Oh? What about?”

He opened the pizza box, and Greta immediately ran over, cheering at the sight of it.

Yulen ruffled her hair and then started slicing the pizza.

At the same time, he finally understood why Winona had been staying at her apartment lately. It was closer to here, making it more convenient for her to take care of Nikita and Greta.

At that thought, his expression softened. He knew it. Winona could throw a fit, but deep down, she still loved him.

Winona found it laughable. Who would bother giving a nurse like Helena a hard time? It could only be his dear sister.

She said nothing. Yulen, assuming she was worried about Helena, said, “I’ll make a call and have them transfer Helena back.”

With that, he stepped out of the kitchen and called the hospital director. After their conversation, he learned that the person who had made things difficult for Helena was none other than Camille.

Yulen paused for a moment, then dialed Camille’s number.

Camille was surprised to receive his call. A playful smile touched her lips. “Did Winona run to you to complain? She’s got some nerve.”