Remarriage Failed Again Today-Chapter 153: Annabelle Linton, Get the Hell Far Away From Me
Annabelle Linton saw Mrs. Grant and greeted her politely, "Mom."
"Annabelle, you’re here? Sit, please sit down." Roxanne Jennings stood up and greeted Annabelle Linton warmly. "I heard you were with a friend. I hope I didn’t disturb you?"
Hearing this, a silent, sarcastic smirk touched the corner of Leona Grant’s lips.
"Not at all. He just got back from abroad, and it’s his first time here. I was just telling him a bit about life in this country."
The sarcastic look on Leona Grant’s face deepened.
"Oh, I see."
Roxanne Jennings glanced at her son, who stood motionless by the window like a statue. She sighed helplessly and explained, "Leona was in a car accident this morning. He collided with another vehicle and fell into a coma."
"He hadn’t woken up when I called you. It scared me to death. I’m so glad he’s okay now. He won’t have any lasting effects, will he?"
"I looked over his CT scans, dialysis results, and other test reports on my way up. There’s nothing seriously wrong. He’ll be fine with some proper rest." Annabelle Linton maintained her pleasant demeanor.
"It’s so good to have a doctor in the family. I can rest easy knowing it’s nothing serious. Well then, I should get going. I have some things to take care of. Annabelle, I’ll leave Leona in your hands," Roxanne Jennings said as she stood up.
"Of course."
Roxanne Jennings smiled in satisfaction and left the hospital room.
After Roxanne Jennings left, Leona Grant turned to face Annabelle Linton and let out a sarcastic laugh. "What are you doing here? Came to see if I was dead yet?"
Annabelle Linton gave him a frosty glance, a nonchalant smile playing on her lips. "I did. A shame you’re not dead."
Leona Grant’s eyes glinted, and signs of fury appeared in them.
’When she’s with other people, she’s all smiles. But with me, she always acts like I owe her money.’
’Just how much does she hate me?!’
’I’m so sick of that disgusting attitude of hers!’
Leona Grant glared at her furiously. "Well, sorry to disappoint you, but I’m fine. You can get lost now!"
The door shut with a soft BANG. Leona Grant snapped his head up and saw that the woman who had been in the room was gone. He was so furious he could barely breathe!
’I waited half an hour for her, and she leaves after saying just one thing to me!’
"Annabelle Linton, get out! Get the hell away from me!"
Having said that, Leona Grant violently smashed the new computer that Chase had just replaced for him yesterday.
’She’s blacklisted!’
’That useless woman, who’s good for nothing but pissing me off, is blacklisted!’
’I’ve given her more patience than anyone in my life, and what does she do?’
’Does she think I’m desperate for her?’
’Does she think she’s the only woman in the world?!’
’Everything related to her will be eradicated. She can disappear now!’
’I’ll make her understand the painful price of angering me!’
’She’ll come crawling back to me on her knees!’
"AHHH—"
Furious, Leona Grant grabbed a nearby chair and hurled it at the window.
The window shattered into a million pieces.
...
In stark contrast to Leona Grant’s frantic rage, Annabelle Linton was outside breathing in the fresh air, her mood completely unaffected by him.
She went to the hospital director’s office to let them know she would be starting work tomorrow.
’Since I promised Grandpa I’d live in the old family house, I can’t go to my own apartment.’
Staying at home was boring, and the thought of having to face Leona Grant all day made Annabelle Linton lose her appetite.
Besides, the family matters were all taken care of, and it wasn’t her style to sit around idly at home all day.
Having been reborn once, she cherished time more than anyone.
In this life, all she wanted was to live well, to be true to herself and to those who cared for her, leaving behind no regrets or debts.
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Bonus Scene.
"Annabelle Linton, why are you so heartless? Why do you always treat me so differently from everyone else!"
"I was injured, I was in a coma all morning at the hospital! Do you have any idea how excited and hopeful I was when I heard you were coming? Why do you insist on treating me differently?"
"Do you really like Aaron Wyatt? Is your attitude toward me so terrible just because he showed up? What’s so great about him? What part of me isn’t as good as him? Or is there something about him that you find more attractive?"
"Is it something I did wrong? Tell me, I can change! Anything he can do for you, I can do too! If only you’d show me the slightest bit of concern."
Annabelle Linton glanced at him coolly, her eyes devoid of any emotion. "Is that so?"
Leona Grant looked up, his eyes filled with hope, and said firmly, without a trace of hesitation, "Yes!"
"Fine. You die, and I’ll start caring about you immediately. Once you’re dead, I’ll even burn joss paper for you on schedule every year. Is that enough concern for you?"
"Heh... hehehe..." Leona Grant looked at her in despair and picked up the fruit knife from the table. "Fine. If this is what you want, then I’ll grant your wish."
With that, he plunged the knife down—
