Chapter 37: So What Are My Strengths
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Michael Gallagher didn’t continue the topic, picking up the noodles and eating them gracefully as always.
Spicy noodles really made a difference, as the heat rose and stung the corners of his eyes.
After finishing the noodles, Molly Walker offered him a cup of tea.
Taking it, he leisurely savored the tea.
…Ten minutes later…
Molly glanced at the ti. The staff at the Civil Affairs Bureau should be at work by now. Seeing Michael motionless, she hesitated to remind him that if they were any later, the bureau staff would be off-duty.
Michael noticed her restlessness and a aningful smile appeared on his face.
Right then, her cell phone rang.
Seeing it was Joshua Thompson, she hung up without hesitation.
Since she decided to stay away from the Thompson family, it would be better not to contact them in the future.
She thought that hanging up would make Joshua give up, but this ti he seed determined to keep calling.
Michael cast a cold glance at her cell phone.
The phone was on the table, and he could see the caller too.
He felt sowhat dispirited, thinking that after their divorce, she would marry Joshua.
Even though she was the one who had cheated, he had no right to bla her.
“Why don’t you pick it up?”
This question was slightly provocative.
Under Michael’s probing gaze, she pressed the call button.
Joshua’s excited voice ca through: “Where are you?”
His voice trembled with every word, choked with emotion and excitent.
She didn’t care about what had happened to him and replied indifferently: “l thought I made things clear last night.”
“l know, I know, but the situation is different now. Molly, I have so good news to tell you. It’s not clear over the phone. Tell where you are, and I’ll co pick you up and tell you in person.”
Joshua rambled on non-stop.
Feeling confused, Molly glanced at Michael and finally whispered: “I’m not free this morning. Co pick up at the Civil Affairs Bureau at noon.” By saying this, she was indirectly reminding Michael.
“What are you doing there?” Joshua suddenly thought of sothing, raising his voice, ‘Oh, the divorce. Good, hurry up and divorce Michael Gallagher. I’ll introduce you to soone better afterward.”
“Thank you.” Molly hung up and said to Michael, “Let’s go. If we leave now, we can finish before noon.’
“Alright.” Michael got up expressionlessly and walked out quickly.
After Molly closed the door, Michael turned back to her.
“Molly.”
“Hmm?”
“In your heart, am I worse than Joshua Thompson?”
Molly pursed her lips, unsure of the aning behind his question. After a mont of silence, she said softly, “It’s difficult to compare people. You have your strengths, and he has his.”
“Oh?” Michael raised an eyebrow in surprise. “What are my strengths?” Molly thought carefully, but all she could think of were his weaknesses.
Cold-hearted, unfaithful, indecisive…
As ti ticked by, Michael scoffed.
In a rush, Molly blurted out, “You’re good-looking.”
Michael: ‘
“Let’s go.” Michael simply strode to the car, and she had no choice but to follow him.
Molly sat in the back seat, looking out the window in silence.
Michael glanced at her and whispered, “If you don’t want a divorce, there’s still ti to change your mind.”
Not getting a divorce so she could watch him and Isabelle Richardson be lovey-dovey?
Molly looked at him coldly and decisively said, “Divorce.”
One word, ice-cold.
Michael simply closed his mouth and began to close his eyes and rest.
Not far from the Civil Affairs Bureau, Isabelle Richardson had arrived early to wait.
Today was the day Michael and Molly got divorced. She wanted to be there to witness them obtaining the divorce certificate in person.
Thinking about Molly’s true identity, Isabelle’s eyes turned red with jealousy.
Gillian Thompson sent her a ssage saying that Joshua had gone to get the identification results and asked her to find a way to deal with this.
Isabelle understood Gillian’s intention: As long as this matter was stopped, their family’s cooperation could continue.
Yesterday, she had witnessed Gillian’s skill in handling matters. If she was willing, she could undoubtedly turn things around.
She made a call and instructed the person on the other end, “Have you stopped Joshua Thompson?”
A chilling male voice ca through, along with the sound of an engine starting. It seed like he was still driving.
“I’m following him, but how am I supposed to intercept him? 1 1 m not a bloody police car.”
“If Molly’s identity is exposed, we will all be in trouble.” Isabelle’s eyes turned cold and vicious.
She had always believed that Molly was just a deadbeat, but it turned out that she was the Thompson family’s long-lost fourth young lady. If she was recognized and taken ho, Isabelle would be the first to be dealt with.
This must not be allowed to happen.
Joshua held the identification result in his hand.
The detective had given him the news that there was a 99% chance that Molly was Ivy Thompson, his lost sister.
“She’s his sister!”
He had finally found her after over twenty years of searching! If his parents and brother knew this, they would be overjoyed.
Now, his priority was to pick up Molly and bring her back to the Thompson family.
He wanted to share this good news with everyone back ho.
Driven by nervousness and excitent, Joshua didn’t notice the truck speeding towards him from the side, as he kept staring at the navigation system.
Three hundred ters, two hundred ters…away from the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Suddenly, there was a loud “bang” as the truck collided with his car… As soon as Molly got out of the car, she heard a loud noise from afar.
Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Walking a few steps, she saw two girls on bicycles discussing the accident as they walked by.
“A car crash!”
“So tragic, a limited edition yellow sports car collided with a truck.”
“Probably the sports car driver wasn’t paying attention. These luxury car drivers love to show off their speed.”
Hearing “limited edition convertible yellow sports car,” Molly imdiately thought of Joshua’s car.
Then, she thought of how she had asked Joshua to co to the Civil Affairs
Bureau…
Could it be his car?
Molly tremblingly dialed Joshua’s number.
The call was quickly answered.
“Hello, are you a family mber of the owner?” A lump ford in Molly’s throat: “Yes..”
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