A Divorce Make Me Rich

“Of course I remember,” Mavis said, feeling uncomfortable as she thought about those events. She remained silent for a moment.

Zack sighed again and explained to her, “During that time, the board of directors kept pressuring Mr. Callahan. He was worried that you would be hurt again, so he had you submit your resignation letter and temporarily leave Callahan Group.”

“The evidence U-disk that you gave to Mr. Callahan was not accepted because we had already found that evidence. We didn’t say anything because we were afraid of tipping off the culprit. After you left Callahan Group, Mr. Callahan finally felt at ease investigating the mole within the company and discovered it was Jaqueline who stole the files. He cleared your name throughout Callahan Group and even wanted you to come back to work there, but at that time you had quietly left Crana. Mr. Callahan looked for you for a long time and even became depressed for a while because of it.”

“He actually always liked you but just didn’t realize it himself. I’ve been with him by his side for the longest time and seen him interact with Jaqueline often enough to know he never crossed any lines with her.”

Zack went on at length explaining everything.

Mavis furrowed her eyebrows slightly as she listened silently.

So Zack’s point was that Anthony wasn’t favoring Jaqueline intentionally or trying to make Mavis take the blame; rather he did it all in order to protect her?

Mavis couldn’t quite describe how she felt inside. Her expression seemed somewhat complex.

Zack noticed there wasn’t any emotional response on Mavis’ face and asked hesitantly, “You don’t believe what I’m saying?”

He immediately raised three fingers in front of her, “I swear this is all true! This incident really happened! There’s absolutely no intentional bias towards Mr. Callahan!”

“I don’t mean that I don’t believe what you’re saying. I trust you,” Mavis replied softly while lowering her eyelashes looking calm, “Did he ask you specifically to tell me this today?”

Zack froze up.

Didn’t Mr. Callahan say before Mrs. Callahan didn’t like using her brain much? How could Mrs. Callahan guess so quickly?

“Um… please don’t misunderstand me… I… this matter…” Zack tried hard to explain himself but Mavis couldn’t bear watching anymore,

“You don’t have to explain anything more. I understand everything now.”

Zack looked puzzled. “What do you understand?”

“With Anthony’s proud personality, he couldn’t bring himself to say these words to clear his name, so he used your mouth to tell me.”

Mrs. Callahan was not one to lack intelligence and her mind quickly caught on.

“He knows how he feels about Jaqueline, and I know it even better. Even though they never did anything out of line with each other, we both saw how protective he was of her. He likes Jaqueline, I know that much. But I don’t care anymore.”

Zack hesitated before speaking again, “You’ve misunderstood once again. In the five years since you left, Mr. Callahan has never seen her again and she committed suicide over two months ago.”

“What?” Mavis was shocked and incredulous, “She committed suicide? Why would she do that?”

“She was Sheldon’s adopted daughter but there were some complicated feelings between them as well as between her and Mr. Callahan. She liked him but Sheldon had a grudge against the Callahan family so she didn’t have an easy time under his care for all those years. Maybe it became too much for her to bear so she ended her own life.”

Mavis remained lost in thought long after getting into the car back to Green Grove Apartments.

Anthony hadn’t seen Jaqueline in all these years nor did anything happen between him and Bryleigh.

Had Anthony really been living a pure life devoted solely to taking care of their son?

Knowing this news didn’t make Mavis feel any easier. Instead, it weighed heavily on her heart especially with regards to Jacqueline’s passing…

Splash! Splash!

On the way back to the apartment, the car was speeding in the gloomy night, and suddenly it rained heavily without warning.

Mavis paid for the taxi, and without an umbrella, she barely covered her head with her bag, and ran quickly into Green Grove Apartment.

Downstairs in the apartment, one big and one small figures attracted her attention.

She took a closer look and saw that they were Alistair and Anthony.

The father and son probably just arrived, and were drenched in heavy rain when they got out of the car.

Anthony crouched down wiping off water droplets from little Alistair’s body.

It seemed like such an ordinary scene yet it felt incredibly heartwarming when viewed by Mavis’ eyes.

Although Anthony was not one to smile often, and their son often complained about his strictness, she can sense that Anthony must care deeply for their son. Otherwise, their son wouldn’t subconsciously rely on him so much.

As she was lost in her thoughts, they also spotted her quickly.

“Mommy’s back! Mommy hug!” Alistair reached out his small, soft hands towards Mavis.

Before Mavis could reach him, Anthony put down the little one’s hands and said, “You’re wet. She can’t hold you now.”

“Aww, okay. I will take a bath tonight and then hug Mommy again,” Alistair pouted.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

Every time Mavis saw Alistair, she felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. She asked Anthony, “Why didn’t you wait upstairs?”

“It doesn’t matter,” he replied.

Before they could exchange any more words, Alistair ran up to them and took Mavis’ hand. “Let’s go upstairs and take a bath!” he exclaimed excitedly.

Mavis was about to say something but the little one ran up so fast that she didn’t have the chance to speak. She had thought that Anthony wouldn’t bring their child over since it was the weekend and Alistair usually had tutoring classes on weekends.

As soon as they entered the apartment building, Alistair dragged her towards the bathroom with high spirits saying things like “Mommy will help me wash” while bouncing around happily.

But before he could finish his sentence or even touch anything in the bathroom for that matter, Anthony picked him up by his waist with both arms firmly holding him in place mid-air while telling him sternly, “She won’t be washing you tonight. I’ll do it.”

Alistair started whining immediately, “No! Daddy, you’re too rough when washing me! I want Mommy to do it!”

Mavis chuckled awkwardly because what he said was true. She really didn’t know how to properly wash their son yet even though he was already five years old by now. However, according to common sense, fathers should be doing this task instead of mothers anyway.

Anthony seemed to understand her hesitant expression and didn’t even consider asking for her opinion. He simply carried the little one and headed towards the bathroom.

“Quiet,” he said.

Alistair had never been bathed by his mom before and was making a fuss, “No! I don’t want to! I want mommy!”

With a loud thud, the bathroom door closed firmly, cutting off the view between Mavis and the father-son duo. Then, two crisp slapping sounds came from inside the bathroom.

The little one stopped shouting and began whimpering softly, appearing much more obedient now.

Mavis frowned, figuring that the little one must have been disciplined. She disagreed with Anthony’s way of parenting and thought about knocking on the door to talk to him about it. But just then, she heard Anthony’s voice from inside the bathroom, educating the little one.

“That’s my wife, and she can only take a bath with me. You, no way, got it?”

Mavis’s lips twitched in response.