Chapter 148 File Suit? How Dare She!
Chapter 148 File Suit? How Dare She!
Chapter 148 File Suit? How dare she!
"You..."
Aurora felt cold all over and could not believe he said that.
But it was he who told her before that Nevaeh did not intend to have the child, not to mention this was
planned by Nevaeh, which had nothing to do with her.
Feeling hurt, Aurora closed her eyes to cover the constant sourness in her eyes.
"Do you mean there's no need to talk about divorce if I don't... kill this child, right?"
"Yes."
"OK..." With desperation in her mind, she said in a cold voice, "Sion, don't regret it!"
She didn't know why she came here today. It only made her sadder.
No!
She had to divorce him!
She pinched her fingernails tightly in her palm and didn't release them until she got in the car. On
getting in the car, she put her foot on the gas and the car rushed out.
Looking at the familiar and strange car outside from the window on the first floor, Sion squinted slightly.
That was Albie's car.
Was she going to live with that man?
He forced himself to stop thinking and ignored the pain in his heart. He turned back to the kitchen and
took out a thermos bucket to pack the porridge.
Aurora drove the car so fast that she didn't even know how to drive back. When she arrived, she sat in
the car for a long while until someone came out.
"Aurora?" Albie knocked on the window.
"Uh-huh?"
Aurora answered subconsciously and found the window was locked.
She opened the door.
"Albie, why are you here?"
"I heard the sound of the car, but I didn't see you for a long time, so I came out to have a look."
"I see."
"So what's wrong with you?"
"I'm okay." Aurora shook her head, "Albie, dinner ready? I'm hungry."
She might have to ask her brother to help her with this matter, Aurora thought to herself.
"Of course." Albie smiled, "Come inside and wash your hands."
"Okay."
At the table, Aurora told Albie that she had just gone to see Sion and that he didn't agree to divorce.
"If he doesn't give you a divorce, there may be no other option but to sue." Albie put a piece of chicken
in her bowl and said, "You just got married because of your father's last words, and you have no
history. I don't think it should be difficult."
He thought that Sion was fair and aboveboard. If Sion hadn't thought about Albie's relationship with
Aurora, maybe they could become friends.
Never had he expected that Sion would be so tactless.
"Really? If I sue for divorce, do I have to wait another month?"
"It depends on the trial schedule."
Albie took a sip of water and said, "In this way, your hidden marriage relationship will inevitably be
exposed. Can you accept it?"
Aurora stopped eating and thought for a long time.
She didn't want to expose her relationship with Sion. But she had gotten an answer about what was the
most important for her now.
"It's OK as long as I can get a divorce and keep the baby."
"Good. I will help you."
Nevaeh had been living in the hospital for two days and she was able to move normally. Occasionally,
she could go out to the park and chat with her former colleagues.
Sion had been taking care of her in the hospital these days. Under his care, Nevaeh was in good
condition as if she has just returned to the time when they were together.
Just as they walked into the gate of the inpatient department side by side, Sion was suddenly hit by a
hurried visitor behind him.
"I'm sorry..."
The man pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and suddenly looked up and down at Sion,
"Excuse me... Are you Mr Carroll?"
Sion looked at the strange man, frowning.
"Who are you?"
"Hi, I'm Sharp Burg, a lawyer."
Sharp finished his introduction with a faint smile and took out a business card from his briefcase, "I'm
so sorry that I bumped into you. I was in a hurry."
He was lucky enough to meet the target person as soon as he arrived at the hospital. He could
recognize the current CEO of Carroll Group, and also his defendant.
"Never mind."
Sion took the card and glanced at it.
For some reason, he had a hunch.
"Are you here... to see me?"
He could not guess the man's intention, but he could feel that the lawyer was relieved when he
recognized him.
But why?
Sion felt uneasy.
"Yes."
Sharp nodded and looked at Nevaeh next to Sion.
"Can I talk with you in private?"
After thinking for a while, Sion turned his head and said, "Wait for me in the rest area."
Nevaeh smiled and agreed, "Okay."
She watched the two men in front of her walk out, thinking it was a matter of work, so she didn't care
much. Then she walked to the rest area not far away and sat down.
Not far from the door of the inpatient department, Sharp said, "Mr Carroll, I believe you are also in a
hurry, so I will come straight to the point."
"I'm here today to send a lawyer's letter for my client. You are usually busy with business, and I'm afraid
you can't see it if I send it to your company."
"Your client?"
Sion slowly tightened his hand in his pocket and looked at him sharply.
"Yes, it was your wife, Aurora."
Sharp didn't find anything wrong. He took out a document from his briefcase and said, "Please have a
look. If you have any questions, you can contact me at any time."
After a pause, he added, "Of course, if there is no problem, I hope you will be there as scheduled."
It was the divorce of the president of Carroll Group, and this president and his wife were secretly
married. This case was important to Sharp Burg. If he could win this lawsuit, it would surely set off a
wave of heat in the whole of Lower Hopton, and then his law firm would become famous as well.
"Aurora?" Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g
Sion was still thinking about what he had just said. His face gradually darkened.
He glanced at Sharp and looked cold but he didn't pick up the paper in the lawyer's hand.
"You just said that Aurora came to you to fight a divorce lawsuit with me?"
Sharp finally felt something wrong. But he thought it was normal. After all, he was going to divorce.
He nodded, "Yes. Since you didn't agree to divorce by agreement, so Miss Robertson has no other
option."
"Well..."
Good for her.
How dared she find a lawyer to fight against him?