Mr. CEO, Your Wife Has Wanted a Divorce for a Long Time Novel

Maggie tightened her grip on the phone. “I understand. I’ll come back right away.”

She hung up the phone and said to Harry, “Sorry, something’s come up on my end. We’ll have to postpone dinner until next time.”

Harry looked at her expression and tone, then guessed, “Is something wrong with Isabella?”

Maggie nodded. “Yes.”

Is it serious?”

Franklin hadn’t given the details, and Maggie didn’t know either. “It should be stable now.”

“Good.”

Harry was relieved and didn’t press the issue.

Maggie bid farewell to Johnny and left the office.

Upon arriving at the villa and entering Isabella’s room, Franklin was sitting at the desk, busy with work.

He looked up when he saw her. “You’re back?”

Maggie nodded silently and placed her bag down. She went to the bed to check on Isabella.

Isabella was still receiving an IV drip. She had probably dozed off from exhaustion, her little brows furrowed as she slept.

Maggie didn’t wake her up but turned to Franklin and asked, “How is she?”

“When I came back, she was still in pain, but now it’s much better.”

“…Okay.”

Maggie sat on the nearby sofa, took out a book, and began to read, intending to pass the time while waiting for Isabella to wake up.

But Franklin glanced over at her and asked, “Have you eaten?”

Mr. CEO, Your Wife Has Wanted a Divorce for a Long Time

No.‘

Franklin was about to say something when Isabella woke up.