Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 93 How Could You Propose a Divorce to Me?

"Mr. Chapman...?"

Claudia grabbed Ralph's trousers weakly and looked at him pitifully. "You should know how awful and

hateful Lottie is now, right?"

"She did all the dirty things and insisted on venting her anger on me and beating me up like this..."

Claudia pointed at the bruises and red swelling on her face and whimpered, "Although it hurts, I'm also

glad."

"At least, I can help you see Lottie's true color..."

The woman's words made Ralph unpleasant.

He kicked her hand away coldly and looked down at her swollen face from above. "If anything happens

to Lottie today, I'll destroy the Green family!"

After that, the man turned and walked to the car.

Sean was stunned and quickly followed him. "Sir, do you want to call a doctor for her?"

No matter what, this woman was beaten by Mrs. Chapman...

And it seemed that she was seriously injured.

Ralph did not even raise his head. "She got injured by the door of her home. How could she die?"

Sean, "..."

It sounded reasonable.

"Look for her and take the surveillance video to me. I want to know where Lottie has gone!"

After getting into the car, Ralph called Lottie with his phone and ordered Sean.

"Yes!"

...

Sitting on the bus, Lottie's cell phone kept ringing.

She took a look and saw the name "Honey".

After stared at the phone for a while, she muted it.

Now she was in a mess and had no mood to playact with Connie.

After putting the phone back into her bag, Lottie looked up at the sky outside the window and sighed

deeply.

It was just a sunny day without clouds, but now it was covered with dark clouds which were so low that

they seemed to be falling.

That was the same as her mood.

Before she went to the Green family, she had been happy because Ralph had said that he would never

dislike her. But now, things were different.

But this was the consequence what she should bear.

Everyone had to pay for their pasts. She was so stupid back then that she was willing to do anything

excessive for Luke.

The phone kept vibrating in her bag.

Lottie raised his eyes and stared blankly into the sky outside the window with a wry smile.

After today, she could no longer pretend that nothing had happened in her life like before.

...

Ralph called Lottie more than ten times, but no response.

It was raining heavily outside the window soon.

The man threw the phone aside irritably and covered his eyes with his hands. "How's it going over

there?"

"Got it."

In the face of the boss who would get angry at any time, Sean didn't dare to breathe. "Mrs. Chapman

got on bus 207, and she should be at the terminal now..."

Ralph frowned and asked, "Where is the terminal?"

"It's..."

Sean hesitated for a moment. "At the Lance Cemetery."

Ralph's expression suddenly turned cold!

He could imagine that Lottie who was frail and pale now, knelt in front of the small tombstone.

"Drive!"

The sudden heavy rain swept the entire Rexwell.

All the cars were forced to slow down in this heavy thundery rain.

But the black Maserati, like a sharp sword, ran straight through the center of the city toward the Lance

Cemetery.

At the Lance Cemetery.

Lottie sat in front of that small tombstone, her arms tightly hugging that wordless tombstone.

Her child was only eight months old.

No name, no one remember..

What she only remember was that she had a car accident and lived in the hospital. By the time she had Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

memories, half a year had passed.

Arthur told her that her child was gone, but she had got the money and Luke was fine.

She cried for a long time.

Even from the beginning, she knew that even if the baby was born, it would never have anything to do

with her for the rest of her life.

But she did not expect that her child would not survive for a day.

She had also asked Arthur about the details of the half a year when she lost her memory.

Arthur only said that she went crazy because she lost her child.

He even showed her the proof of her staying in the mental hospital.

Looking at her treatment records, Lottie finally confirmed that her child was dead.

Arthur said that it was a boy who was born with bruises all over his body, and there was no corpse left.

So the tomb here was empty.

The child had no name, so the tombstone was empty too.

Just like her heart which was empty at this moment.

The woman held the tombstone tightly, her tears pouring down like heavy rain in the sky.

Rain and tears mixed together. She grabbed the tombstone and said, "Mom should have left with

you..."

From the moment she had agreed to that matter, she should have known that she had personally

destroyed her life from now on for Luke.

In the end, she deserved it.

She should have died with the child back then.

She shouldn't have bmeatballed for a bright future.

She shouldn't have felt that encountering Fabian and Elijah was a salvation to her past life.

"Sir, that must be Mrs. Chapman..."

The black Maserati stopped at the entrance of the cemetery. Sean looked at the woman sitting on the

ground, holding the tombstone and crying so painfully.

Although Mrs. Chapman was sometimes adorable, most of the time, she was decent and charming

anyway.

This was the first time that Sean saw her crying out of control...

"Sir..."

Before he could finish his second sentence, the car door was suddenly opened.

"Lottie."

In the heavy rain, the man's deep voice was steady and powerful.

Lottie, who had been crying while hugging the tombstone, was stunned for a moment before raising her

head subconsciously.

A man in black stood in front of her with an umbrella, covering her whole body.

His eyes were full of anxiety and anger.

She was stunned.

He still cared about it.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here so angrily.

After a while, Lottie looked up at Ralph and said, "Mr. Chapman, how fast."

Her voice was a little hoarse, with a slight tremor after crying. "It's too late now."

It was getting dark.

Lottie looked at Ralph. There was no longer the warmth and attachment in her eyes. "Let’s talk

tomorrow."

"I'll stay at Connie's house tonight. Tomorrow, I'll go back and pack up. Let's get a divorce..."

Since he cared about her past, it was unnecessary for her to stay by his side.

It was time to wake up from a dream.

Unfortunately, she didn't have time to prepare a farewell dinner for Elijah and Fabian.

Ralph frowned.

He threw away the umbrella and pulled Lottie up. Staring at her, he said with cold sight, "You didn't

answer my call. I found you after looking for more than half of the Rexwell. How could you propose a

divorce to me?"

"Lottie, I'm telling you, I won't divorce you. Forget about escaping from me for the rest of your

life!"