Became A Queen After divorce

He suddenly leaned in and kissed her without any warning.

Pearl let out a muffled sound, the rest of her words swallowed by his kiss. She wanted to say something, but he domineeringly refused to let her speak.

From then on, she followed his lead completely.

He had never imagined that someone as cold as him would one day hold a woman in his arms and kiss her.

It wasn’t until the girl in his arms couldn’t take it anymore and began to resist.

“Sam… I can’t breathe.”

She needed to catch her breath.

Sam finally let her go, his gaze more intense than before as he looked at her rosy face.

Compared to her previous pale appearance, she looked much more lively and beautiful now.

“Can I call you Pearl?”

He added, “That’s what everyone else calls you.”

Pearl stared at him in a daze, inexplicably finding Sam even more charming today than he usually appeared.

Seeing her silence, the man unhappily reached out a well-defined finger and poked her cheek.

He repeated, “Can I?”

Pearl didn’t understand why he was suddenly being so nice to her, but even if this was a beautiful lie Sam had crafted, she was willing to fall into it.

“You can call me that. Everyone close to me does.”

She had initially wanted to say that “Pearl” was what her father called her, but thinking about how her father had ordered the deaths of Giana and Esteban, she felt a blockage in her heart.

She didn’t want to mention him again.

As if he understood her thoughts, Sam gently patted her head.

“Mr. Gilliam had his reasons for doing what he did.”

“I know. He did it for me. So… I’m the one who shouldn’t exist in this world,” Pearl replied despondently.

No wonder the doctor said she had no will to live before; this was what she thought deep down.

Sam didn’t know what to say to her. The events had already happened, and even if she sacrificed her life, Giana wouldn’t come back.

“Don’t say that. It’s not your fault. Giana wouldn’t blame you from the dwelling place of the dead, and besides…”

The next words were not meant for a third person to hear, so he leaned in close and whispered in her ear.

His voice was so low that only she could hear it.

After hearing what he said, Pearl wasn’t as sad as before. She looked up in surprise at the man’s handsome and elegant face.

“Really?”

Sam nodded confidently. “I wouldn’t lie to you. Can you rest easy now?”

“No, no. I need to see it with my own eyes.”

Outside the room, a man had been standing there since before Pearl woke up. He didn’t dare go in, fearing that Pearl would faint again upon seeing him.

He could only watch helplessly as Sam walked into the ward boldly, followed by the sound of their conversation inside.

He never knew Pearl thought this way, foolish enough to want to trade her life for that mute’s life.

She was his daughter, the eldest daughter of the Gilliam family… How could those lowly mute mother and son compare to her?

If anyone should atone, it should be him, not her.

“With Sam taking care of Pearl, I think I better not go in.”

Before leaving, Declan reluctantly glanced back at the ward, feeling a pang of envy toward Sam.

Simply because Sam could openly talk to Pearl inside while he could only sneak peeks from outside.

Just then, Natalia arrived.

She saw the tall, burly man pitifully crouched at the door like an abandoned wolfdog with his head hanging low.

She initially wanted to avoid him but then remembered she was here to see her daughter. Why should she avoid him?

Their eyes met-one filled with restraint, the other with calmness.

A cold breeze swept through the empty corridor, making it feel like winter had arrived early and causing a shiver.

After a moment of silence, Declan spoke first.

“You should come back later to see Pearl. It’s inconvenient with Sam inside.”

Going in now would undoubtedly disturb the couple’s bonding time.

Natalia wasn’t unreasonable. Although this son-in-law wasn’t her choice, he and Pearl already had a child together, so she had to accept him.

Speaking of the child… She hadn’t known Pearl was pregnant before and had even considered using poison on her.

Now Natalia hesitated, not just because Pearl’s brush with death had softened her heart but also because of the child.

The child was innocent.

After a while, Natalia spoke first.

“Declan, let’s talk.”

It had been over twenty years since Natalia had spoken so calmly to him.

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“Alright, let’s talk in the corridor.”

They left the ward area one after the other. From behind, they looked quite compatible.

But how could outsiders understand their love-hate relationship?

After they left, Libby also departed.

She left with a heart full of unwillingness.

The double death she had hoped for didn’t happen; Pearl was indeed tough!

This time she hadn’t managed to take Pearl’s life, but it didn’t matter. The poison she prepared wouldn’t fail; she just had to wait for her aunt’s next move.

At the corner of the corridor, the light above flickered on and off, adding an eerie touch to the quiet atmosphere.

The glass window reflected their figures-one starting to gain weight, the other slightly hunched…

At that moment, Declan truly felt the cruelty of time; they were no longer young.

“Here is fine; there’s no one around.”

Declan stopped and turned his back, waiting for her to speak.

If she wanted him to let her go… impossible! She was his woman and would be for life!

Unaware of his domineering thoughts, Libby took a deep breath. She had been preparing for this moment for a long time and finally summoned the courage to speak.

“Declan, we’ve been fighting for so many years. I’ve hated you for so long. Let’s end this; I’m tired.”

Hearing her words suddenly made Declan unsure of what she meant.

He looked at her in shock, his eyes full of doubt.

“What did you say? Did I hear you right? You mean you…”

Could it be that he no longer hated her?

Declan found it hard to believe. After all, she had always wanted to tear him apart and drink his blood.

However, Natalia’s next words left him dumbfounded again.

“Yes, for Pearl’s sake, I’ve come to terms with it. If you agree to one thing, I’ll forgive you.”

Was there really such a good thing?

Declan would agree even if it were ten things or a hundred things.

“Tell me. As long as I can do it, I’ll agree. Even if I can’t do it, I’ll find a way!”

“Just one thing-bring Libby back to the Gilliam family!”