Too Late to Love Her: When She Divorced, He Fell Apart-Chapter 92: You Really Don’t Understand the Meaning of Respecting Your Elders

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: You Really Don’t Understand the Meaning of Respecting Your Elders

When Claire Hale uttered those words, she had truly made up her mind to protect her brave and pure sister standing before her.

She was someone whose emotions were always detached and she had never cared for anyone.

She thought that perhaps this was how her life would always be.

It’s not impossible to feel lonely until death.

But just now, in the moment Joy Sharp tightly embraced her, she even had a feeling as if the ashtray hit her heart.

She genuinely wanted to be good to Joy Sharp.

Upon hearing this, Joy Sharp cried even louder like a child.

Claire Hale didn’t say much, she simply held her gently and patiently, accompanying her.

When Tristan Lockwood came out of the office, what he saw was Claire Hale’s rare gentle expression.

Her cool brows and eyes were softened under the hospital’s incandescent light, full of empathy and patience. Just seeing her hold Joy Sharp, Tristan Lockwood even had a feeling that her embrace was very warm.

This was completely different from the distant coldness that always filled their hugs.

As Claire Hale lifted her eyes, she also saw Tristan Lockwood.

He approached them and asked, "What happened?"

Claire Hale withdrew her gaze, looking at Joy Sharp’s burnt hand and said, "Ran into a mad dog and got bitten."

Tristan Lockwood furrowed his brows.

Joy Sharp had cried herself tired by this time and stopped sobbing, withdrawing from Claire Hale’s embrace. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Seeing Tristan Lockwood, she couldn’t help but think of Jade Sutton.

A distinguished nobleman, yet he had such a woman outside, not only married but with such poor character. President Hale being with him was really akin to enduring bad luck for eight lifetimes.

After all, Joy Sharp was young and not good at hiding her emotions. What she thought in her heart showed clearly on her face.

As Tristan Lockwood lowered his eyes, he easily noticed the dissatisfaction lurking in her eyes.

After Claire Hale escorted Joy Sharp to the taxi, he asked, "Who is the mad dog that bit Joy Sharp?"

"Jade Sutton."

When Claire Hale lifted her eyes again to meet Tristan Lockwood’s gaze, she said, "Sean Lockwood and Jade Sutton are about to divorce. Do you think Jade Sutton will come to find you?"

Tristan Lockwood did not respond.

But the answer was practically apparent in both their hearts.

Previously, when Jade Sutton sought him without being divorced, Tristan Lockwood could still completely protect her.

Now that she and Tristan Lockwood, and Jade Sutton and Sean Lockwood, are divorced, there would truly be no consideration to hold them back.

Claire Hale laughed a little without much emotion and asked, "If Jade Sutton comes looking for you and does such harmful things to people around me again, Tristan Lockwood, will you once again protect her just like before?"

Tristan Lockwood was silent for a few moments before lightly saying, "Do you think I’m the kind of person who blindly protects Jade Sutton regardless of right or wrong?"

Claire Hale did not say yes or no.

But in reality, this attitude was not much different from tacit agreement.

Tristan Lockwood’s face darkened, his voice also pressingly quiet, "You and Joy Sharp had issues with Jade Sutton and I know nothing about it. As soon as you arrive, you accuse me of things I haven’t done. Claire Hale, is this really how you see me?"

Whether it was her imagination or not, for a moment, Claire Hale actually saw a trace of sadness in Tristan Lockwood’s eyes.

She pursed her lips, emotions surging in her eyes, and remained calm for a long time before saying, "I will not let Jade Sutton’s deliberate burning of little Joy go easily. Who knows what other things she might have done to harm me that I am unaware of. I just hope that when I settle accounts with her, you don’t stand in my way."

Tristan Lockwood’s face had turned very unpleasant.

Initially, when he saw her, he wanted to check if she was hurt.

Yet she just questioned and disbelieved him right out of the blue.

"Whatever you want, it’s your own matter."

Tristan Lockwood’s aura suddenly turned incomparably cold.

He coldly stared at her and said, "Our divorce is imminent. After the divorce, naturally we would go our separate ways and not interfere with each other."

"That’s what I think too." Claire Hale nodded expressionlessly, looked at him, and asked, "So when will you have time to handle the divorce papers?"

"I’m going on a business trip the day after tomorrow, I’ll deal with it once I’m back."

After saying this, Tristan Lockwood turned and walked away.

Claire Hale watched as his broad back disappeared down the corridor, the icy mist in her eyes rising. She blinked to force back the bitterness that was becoming difficult to restrain.

...

Sean Lockwood informed Claire Hale the next evening that his divorce with Jade Sutton had been fully processed.

Moreover, he came to the office personally to tell her.

When he arrived, he happened to catch Claire Hale just getting off work, and casually invited her for dinner.

Claire Hale seemed a bit surprised, "As long as it’s done, there’s no need for President Lockwood to be so courteous to me."

She didn’t forget his previous threats.

Sean Lockwood leaned against the Range Rover he drove today, with a cigarette between his fingers, still in that irresistible posture.

He said in a soft voice, "She hurt your people, naturally I must apologize to you."

Claire Hale remained still, replied distantly and politely, "In divorce cases like these, it’s not uncommon for one or two emotionally agitated parties to act unreasonably, we are accustomed to it. Besides, President Lockwood is already divorced from Miss Sutton, there is no need to apologize on her behalf."

Sean Lockwood raised his brows a bit, "One ’President Lockwood’ after another, do you really not know the meaning of respecting your elders?"

"..."

Claire Hale raised her eyes to look at him and said, "I’m divorcing Tristan Lockwood in a few days as well, naturally I should address you as President Lockwood."

Her attitude was clearly setting a boundary.

However, Sean Lockwood evidently wasn’t pleased.

His time was always precious, those waiting to see him would have to take a number and queue, now he’d brought goodwill to her doorstep and she refused it without hesitation, which was not recognizing an opportunity.

He simply opened the car door and fixed his gaze on her.

For someone of Sean Lockwood’s stature to personally open a car door for someone was a scene as rare as a red rain from the sky.

Yet Claire Hale understood well, he wasn’t about giving her the option to refuse. What he says is what needs to be, with no resistance allowed.

She helplessly glanced at him and could only get into the car.

Sean Lockwood had personally driven over today.

His driving was steady, controlling the steering wheel single-handedly, with a luxury watch exposed.

The car was still filled with a gentle fragrance of cedar, a lasting woody aroma that matched his own presence.

Claire Hale’s peripheral vision swept across Sean Lockwood’s sharply defined profile.

Upon closer observation, Tristan Lockwood and Sean Lockwood indeed bore some resemblance, especially in their tall and straight noses, a truly handsome feature.

She suddenly asked, "After divorcing Miss Sutton, will President Lockwood continue to involve himself with her affairs?"