Chapter 951: Chapter 951: Remarry?
Chapter 951: Chapter 951: Remarry?
Bella Thompson was considerate, serving Michael Marshall food and even preparing a bowl of soup for him.
But in the vastness of Beverly Hills, Michael Marshall could only feel the overwhelming sense of solitude threatening to consu him.
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The vast Marshall Family residence was cold and lifeless, devoid of vitality, a stark contrast to the lively atmosphere at Daniel Marshall’s ho by Pearl Lake, which could not help but feel a bit desolate.
Even his father wasn’t staying at ho, and Michael Marshall couldn’t shake the feeling that he was being deliberately isolated.
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Seeing that Michael Marshall hadn’t touched his utensils, the sensitive Bella could no longer keep silent.
Feeling a vague unrest, she ventured cautiously, “Husband, don’t you want to eat?
Are you troubled by sothing?”
Michael Marshall didn’t utter a sound and picked up his utensils to eat.
But after only a few bites, all he felt was discomfort, a very unpleasant sensation.
The taste of the food was all wrong, the feeling was off too.
Even after thirty years, he still didn’t like its flavor.
Bella’s cunning eyes fixed on Michael Marshall without blinking, “Husband, why aren’t you eating?
All these dishes are your usual favorites, aren’t they?
Could it be that my cooking skills have beco rusty, and the taste isn’t right?”
“No, I’m not hungry!”
Michael Marshall’s voice was sowhat cold, showing that their marital connection was becoming increasingly distant.
Bella was displeased, and her temper flared, but she still suppressed the surging emotions, continuing to put on the guise of a devoted wife.
Bella said in a gentle voice, very calmly and coolly.
“Today, when I went to the health supplent store, I saw Ella Charles.
She told you had t, that she’s now living by Pearl Lake.
She has soone to rely on, an impressive son, and there’s an air of unstoppable arrogance about her.
Ella Charles has changed quite a bit.
In the past, she always spoke softly and gently.
Now, she shows no panic or fright and provokes without any bottom line, threatening to disturb my peace and demanding everything back from .
If she causes trouble with you, trying to drive a wedge between you and your son, Michael Marshall, I can take Matthew Marshall and leave, returning all this to her.
I don’t know if this is what’s troubling you, but it pains to see you distressed.”
Michael Marshall looked up at Bella Thompson, “Did she really say that?”
“It’s nothing, I won’t mind.
All I hope for is a peaceful ho.
If she thinks it’s my fault, I’ll admit it.
I don’t want to explain anymore.”
Michael Marshall stayed silent, his complexion grew darker, and his eyes took on a brooding look.
Bella knew Michael Marshall was angry, and she was sure he harbored a deep hatred for Ella Charles.
Her manipulations had taken effect.
Bella paused for a few seconds before delivering another “strong dose” to Michael Marshall, “How about we get a divorce?
You could remarry Ella Charles; that way, everyone could get along, and the Marshall Family could return to how it was before.
I know your father dislikes .
If I leave, he will stay in Beverly Hills and won’t have to run to Pearl Lake all the ti.
My concession could also turn the tide for Matthew Marshall’s marriage.”
The woman who had betrayed him had no right or capacity to reenter the Marshall Family ho; it was a delusion of grandeur!
It must be that despicable woman returning, spouting lies, treating everyone like fools.
Michael Marshall was both angry and annoyed, suddenly losing his appetite.
He went straight upstairs to the study to smoke.
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