Divorce, Please: The Young Master Does Not Love Me

Now that Tristan and that woman had a child, how could she ever keep his heart?

Many times, she wondered why someone like her didn’t just die. But it was Tristan who gave her the will to live. After that, she survived each and every day because he was there; it was only because of him that she made it off the operating table time and time again.

She told herself that she had to live. She had to become the woman by Tristan’s side. She had to marry Tristan Grayson properly, for all the world to see.

But now, even though her surgery had been a success, it seemed Tristan was planning to abandon her...

’He’s so cruel. Why couldn’t he have just waited until I was dead to be with that woman? That way, even if he betrayed me, I wouldn’t have known!’

Just then, Lily Shaw walked into the hospital room carrying some fruit. When she saw the woman standing by the window in a daze, she froze for a second before forcing a smile. "Maggie, why are you out of bed?"

At the sound of her voice, Maggie Monroe snapped out of her thoughts. She crossed her arms and turned around. Her expression was one of impatience and cold indifference when she saw Lily Shaw. "Why are you here? Where’s Tristan?" ’Even though I know Tristan sent her, I just don’t want to see her.’

"Tristan asked me to come and keep you company," Lily Shaw said with a smile, placing the fruit on the table.

Maggie Monroe walked to the bed, pulled back the covers, and climbed in, but her tone hadn’t softened one bit. "How many times do I have to tell you? I don’t need you here. If anyone’s going to keep me company, it should be Tristan."

"I’m sorry, Maggie. Tristan is very busy. He doesn’t have time to come see you." ’Fucking hell, does she really think I want to be here? I’m just her free-of-charge nanny every time I come over.’ But Lily Shaw didn’t dare say that out loud. If she did, who knew how Tristan would make her pay for it in private.

Lily Shaw’s words made Maggie Monroe’s expression darken. "Lily Shaw, does this mean even you get to look down on me now?" As she spoke, her eyes filled with indignant tears.

"That’s not it at all, Maggie! I don’t look down on you," Lily Shaw blurted out, flustered, when she saw Maggie start to cry.

"No? You don’t? Lily Shaw, do you just see me as Tristan’s little mistress, unworthy of your respect?" The more Maggie spoke, the harder she cried.

"Maggie, I really didn’t mean that," Lily Shaw insisted, both flustered and angry. ’When did I ever say that? This is news to me!’ 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"But Lily, don’t you understand? Tristan and I are the ones who are truly in love! We met first! That other woman is the homewrecker here!" Maggie Monroe had become too agitated. After she finished shouting, a loud RINGING filled her head, and her vision began to go black.

And then, hearing nothing, she passed out.

Staring at the unconscious Maggie Monroe, Lily Shaw was completely dumbfounded. ’Did I come here just to be tortured? We exchanged, what, two fucking sentences and she passes out? If she actually dies, doesn’t that make me an indirect murderer?!’

She turned and ran out to get a doctor, then called Tristan to grovel for forgiveness.

「LK Company, CEO’s Office.」

Tristan Grayson and Ian Shaw had just sat down to discuss business when Lily’s call came through.

Upon hearing that Maggie Monroe had fainted and was now in emergency care, Tristan Grayson put down his teacup and stood up.

"What’s wrong?" Seeing Tristan Grayson’s reaction, Ian Shaw raised a hand to adjust his slightly-too-tight necktie, his voice low.

Tristan Grayson unhurriedly picked up his jacket from the back of his chair, glancing at Ian Shaw with cold eyes. "Look at the mess your sister made. She angered Maggie into a dead faint."