Too Late to Love Her: When She Divorced, He Fell Apart-Chapter 57: I... Want to Divorce Tristan

The Lockwood Matriarch’s expression immediately turned sour.

Inside, someone said, "Does Dr. Lockwood have a girlfriend? Could it be that Miss Hale? Before this, didn’t Dr. Lockwood even go as far as to offend the director to drive Kiara Vance away because of her? Speaking of which, that Miss Hale is really beautiful, just a bit aloof, she seems hard to approach."

Upon hearing this, the Lockwood Matriarch’s expression slightly softened.

However, the next sentence immediately darkened her face.

"Don’t guess wildly, his girlfriend is that Miss Sutton, she’s even staying in the hospital, don’t let it get to Dr. Lockwood, it might upset him."

The Lockwood Matriarch’s expression was quite unpleasant.

She said sternly, "Take me to Tristan’s office."

Claire Hale obediently complied.

The door to Tristan Lockwood’s office was open, but there was no one inside. Claire Hale glanced at her phone, he still hadn’t replied to her.

The Lockwood Matriarch was already seated in a chair, and she slowly began, "You’ve been hospitalized recently?"

"Yes."

She replied calmly, then paused and said,

"It’s nothing serious, I’m almost fully recovered."

The Lockwood Matriarch raised her eyelids, looking at her, asked, "Were those little nurses just now speaking the truth?"

Claire Hale: "Which part are you referring to?"

"All of it."

Claire Hale thought for a moment and said, "It’s true that Tristan drove away Kiara Vance to cheer me up."

"What about the rest?"

Claire Hale curled her lips into a smile and said, "It should be false."

The Lockwood Matriarch suddenly became serious: "Claire, are you trying to cover for Tristan again? The past two years, every time news like this reaches the family, you speak up for him. Has he ever considered your feelings? And now, he even dares to openly keep a woman in the hospital!"

Claire Hale bit her lip, looking grievance-stricken at the Lockwood Matriarch.

Her eyes were faintly brimming with tears.

The Lockwood Matriarch felt sorry for her, held her hand tightly, and said, "Whatever compensation you want, Grandma can satisfy you."

Her eyes flickered slightly, she opened her mouth, hesitated.

The Lockwood Matriarch sensed her hesitation, gripped her hand tightly, "Don’t be afraid, say whatever you want."

Claire Hale looked cautiously at the Lockwood Matriarch, "Grandma, I... I want to divorce Tristan."

The Lockwood Matriarch was taken aback, not yet responding, when Tristan Lockwood’s cold voice came from the door:

"What nonsense are you spouting in front of Grandma?"

He was in a white coat, walking up to her, his eyes icy cold, chilling.

Claire Hale avoided his gaze, hid behind the Lockwood Matriarch.

"Grandma, Claire and I had a little argument recently, she’s still angry, talking nonsense to you."

"A little argument?" The Lockwood Matriarch slapped Tristan on the body, "Then tell me, what’s with that girl surnamed Sutton?"

"The girl surnamed Sutton?"

Tristan Lockwood squinted his eyes, his gaze full of coldness, directly at Claire Hale.

Claire Hale understood his expression all too well.

He’s blaming her for revealing Jade Sutton’s existence to Grandma.

"She’s just an ordinary patient, don’t be swayed by some gossip."

As he spoke, he stared meaningfully at Claire Hale.

"An ordinary patient, huh? She’s still staying in the hospital, let me see how ’ordinary’ she really is."

The Lockwood Matriarch, in her younger years, had her fair share of guerrilla experiences with Elder Lockwood.

She was known for being fiery and decisive.

She meant business.

Seeing the matriarch getting serious, Tristan Lockwood quickly blocked her, saying, "Grandma, this is the hospital, don’t disturb the patients’ rest."

The Lockwood Matriarch paused, coldly laughed, "You seem quite protective of that Miss Sutton."

Tristan Lockwood pondered for a few seconds, then stepped forward a few steps.

Positioning himself firmly in front of her, he said, "I’ll explain this to you later, for now I’ll have someone send you home."

The Lockwood Matriarch rolled her eyes at him, turned to Claire Hale, and asked, "Claire, what do you think?"

Claire Hale smiled, "Grandma, whatever Tristan says goes, I have no opinion."

The Lockwood Matriarch sighed.

"You’re too good to him, that’s why he’s so reckless!"

With that, she no longer insisted on seeing Jade Sutton.

After sending off the Lockwood Matriarch, Tristan Lockwood cornered Claire Hale in the office, coldly asked, "How much did you tell Grandma about Jade Sutton?"

"I said nothing."

Claire Hale looked calmly at him.

Her face now devoid of the vulnerability she’d shown in front of the Lockwood Matriarch earlier.

"Nothing?" Tristan Lockwood sneered, "Your two-faced acting has improved a lot, stirring up trouble before Grandma with one foot, pretending to be a good person with the other. Claire Hale, if the Oscars don’t award you a statuette today, it’d be a waste of your acting!"

Tristan Lockwood’s reaction suggested he was genuinely anxious.

Probably fearing that the Elder Lockwoods would trouble Jade Sutton once they knew about her.

Claire Hale curled her lips, her gaze colder than Tristan’s, said:

"Aren’t you quite impressive now, concocting a drama in your mind after hearing a few words. If the Oscars don’t award you Best Director, it’d be a waste of your overactive imagination."

With that, she couldn’t be bothered with him anymore, turned to leave.

Claire Hale was furious inside.

Tristan Lockwood, unwilling to divorce her, yet brazenly keeping a mistress outside, really had some twisted mindset.

In her fury, she didn’t watch her path and bumped straight into someone.

The impact wasn’t strong, Claire Hale only stumbled slightly, quickly regained her balance.

However, seeing the person who fell to the ground opposite made her internal fire burn even more.

Jade Sutton lay on the ground, her brows furrowed in pain, reaching out to her, "Claire, can you give me a hand?"

Claire Hale stood still.

She knew how much force that bump had.

Not enough to knock someone down to the point they couldn’t get up.

Besides, she simply didn’t want to help her.

Seeing her motionless, Jade Sutton’s eyes reddened as she tried to grab her clothes.

But Claire Hale dodged sharply away.

Jade Sutton suddenly fell backward with her movement.

Claire Hale frowned, looked down at her, and said, "The Qing Dynasty is long over, you don’t have to pay me such a grand salute."

Jade Sutton’s beautiful peach blossom eyes reddened even more.

Supporting herself on the floor, as she was about to get up by herself, another strong and lean arm suddenly reached over.

Tristan Lockwood walked out from behind Claire Hale, lifting Jade Sutton up.

Claire Hale wasn’t sure if Jade Sutton truly fell.

She just saw her leaning into Tristan Lockwood’s arms as she stood.

Tristan Lockwood naturally supported her waist.

Claire Hale glanced at the two, turned to leave, but was stopped by Tristan Lockwood.

Tristan Lockwood coldly looked at her, "Apologize to Jade Sutton."