After Divorcing the Tycoon, I Married into a Wealthy Family Again-Chapter 215: A Solution

"Florence Fuller!" Luke Gardiner caught up and blocked Florence Fuller, his expression extremely humble and pleading: "I beg you, keep this child. As long as you are willing to give birth to it, I am willing to do anything."

"Then I want you to sign the divorce agreement now!" Florence Fuller said.

Luke Gardiner’s throat tightened: "Can’t there be another way?"

Florence Fuller gave him a cold glance, then looked at the doctor: "What’s the earliest we can schedule the surgery?"

"I promise you!" Luke Gardiner gritted his teeth and said, "But I can’t hold a pen with my current hand..."

"You still have another hand," Florence Fuller replied.

Luke Gardiner choked up, looking at Florence Fuller, unable to speak for a long time.

"Have someone bring the prepared contract over now. You sign it, we get divorced, and then I’ll consider whether to keep the child."

Luke Gardiner’s heart trembled as he looked at Florence Fuller, feeling both heartbroken and pitiful.

Even when he begged her, she was indifferent; only divorce made her have a bit of patience towards him.

Florence Fuller settled in the hospital room arranged by the doctor. In the afternoon, the divorce agreement was delivered by the lawyer, accompanied by Old Mr. Gardiner.

Florence Fuller signed swiftly, flipping open the pages and placing them in front of Luke Gardiner: "You might want to practice writing your name with your left hand first."

Luke Gardiner looked at the divorce agreement before him, and after a long silence, said: "If I sign, you will promise to give birth to the child."

"Luke Gardiner," Florence Fuller looked at him coldly, "Have you ever thought about what would happen if I died in the operating room giving birth? How can you be so selfish and disgusting in your calculations?"

"I didn’t know your health was in this condition. If I had known your body hadn’t fully recovered from the car accident and couldn’t bear a child, I never would have done this." He regretted painfully: "But the doctor said that undergoing an abortion now carries a high risk. They even held a meeting to discuss that your body wasn’t suitable for an abortion. If your body was capable, could I stop you from terminating this pregnancy?"

Florence Fuller sneered: "What, you still think you’re doing this for my sake? Stop talking, sign it."

Luke Gardiner’s breath was unsteady as he held Florence Fuller’s gaze for a long time. Then he tore off the bandage from his right hand, grabbed a pen, despite the pain making his hand tremble.

No matter how slowly he went, he finished writing his name quickly. He kept comforting himself in his heart that it was okay, as long as Florence Fuller would leave him a child.

The divorce agreement was handed to the lawyer, and Old Mr. Gardiner, who hadn’t spoken, finally did. He looked at Florence Fuller hopefully: "Florence, now that you’re divorced, can this child stay?"

Luke Gardiner hurriedly added: "You agreed to it, and please consider your health reasons."

"Sorry, Grandpa." Florence Fuller calmly said those four words.

She would not.

"You really can’t do this." Luke Gardiner couldn’t tell if his hand or heart hurt more: "The surgical risk’s consequences could be death, and you’re so young... Can’t you just..."

"No," Florence Fuller said without hesitation, "This child is a result of your selfishness, your manipulation. I don’t love you and can’t love it once it’s born. Rather than that, it’s better to end it now."

"Florence Fuller!" Knowing she was leaving, Luke Gardiner rushed forward to stop her: "I will take good care of it, whether it’s a boy or a girl, I beg you to give birth to it."

With a heavy plea, Luke Gardiner implored, word by word: "This will be the only child I have in my life. I’ve agreed to divorce you, so give me a memento, please. I beg you, I truly beg you, I will definitely love it and ensure it grows up well."

Old Mr. Gardiner looked at Luke Gardiner now, his eyes full of compassion. The grandson who was once rebellious and unruly was now humbly begging for this person to keep the child.

He stood up with the help of the butler and shakily walked towards Florence Fuller.

Now it was difficult for him to walk on his own, but knowing the lawyer was bringing the divorce agreement to meet Florence Fuller and Luke Gardiner, he still came without hesitation.

He also hoped that Florence Fuller could keep what would be the Gardiner Family’s only future bloodline.

"Florence." He looked at the thin and weak girl before him: "The doctor’s words are not lies. Our Gardiner Family has absolutely not interfered in any way. Firstly, I hope you can consider your health reasons to keep this child. Secondly..." he hesitated, "In your womb is the only bloodline for the Gardiner Family’s future. You know the situation with the Gardiner Family; offspring are scarce, and in Luke’s generation, it’s been three generations of single heirs. As long as you are willing to give birth to this child, it will be Luke’s heir in the future. I can even give you all the shares I hold in the Gardiner Clan, and most of my real estate, leaving a part for this unborn child. I hope you can keep it."

The hospital room was very quiet, and everyone who heard these words was extremely shocked.

The shares that Old Mr. Gardiner once held in the Gardiner Clan were significant, estimated to be worth billions.

And being begged by his father and grandfather to have the child, one could imagine how much importance the child would receive once born.

But unfortunately, Florence Fuller still shook her head. She looked deeply at Old Mr. Gardiner: "I’m very sorry, Grandpa."

Florence Fuller left the hospital room, and Old Mr. Gardiner’s cane slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Luke Gardiner stood there, stunned, his whole body cold.

"Look at you!" Old Mr. Gardiner was trembling all over: "You pushed Florence Fuller to this point, so much that she wouldn’t keep the child even at the risk of dying on the operating table."

Luke Gardiner stood there numb, even finding it hard to breathe at this moment.

He had a clear notion in his mind.

Florence Fuller would rather die than keep the child.

She was resolute.

What should he do...

He didn’t want Florence Fuller to die; he wanted her to live.

How could he have been so foolish as to replace the contraceptive pills and cause this?

He slapped himself harshly twice, and when Old Mr. Gardiner saw this, he swallowed back the words he wanted to reprimand him with.

Finally, he sighed and left one sentence: "Luke, if you had known this would happen, why did you act the way you did back then?"

Luke Gardiner gave a miserable laugh and suddenly thought of someone.

No... perhaps...

There is a way.

——

France, late at night.

At this time, most people were already sound asleep, but in the study room of the manor, Ethan Harper was still working.

After staring at the screen for a long time, he took off his gold-rimmed glasses and closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them, they fell upon several photo frames nearby.

They were photos taken by Florence Fuller at a ski resort. On Ethan Harper’s desk, there was a special area reserved for photo frames of Florence Fuller. These few photos included shots at the ski resort, of her sleeping, of her eating, and of her laughing.