Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart
Chapter773 Divorce

Mr. Hilgard was already very mad at Mrs. Hilgard for running away from home. He planned to come here and reason with her.

'How could she leave me at home alone! Didn't she know that I'm not doing well these days? If it weren't for the family chef, I would have starved tonight!'

When he saw how happy they were, Mr. Hilgard's smoldering anger was instantly ignited.

'How dare they invite this stupid Arthur to dinner behind my back and leave me at home sulking alone! And they look... So happy!'

"Dad..." Jean murmured in a moment of surprise, completely caught off guard.

Mr. Hilgard snorted. However, before he could say anything, Mrs. Hilgard ran over and stood in front of Jean. She stared him right in the eye and asked, "What are you doing here?" Mr. Hilgard almost lost it when he heard her harsh tone.

He was going to storm out, but Mrs. Hilgard's attitude pissed him off even more. He stepped into the house and said coldly, "What am I doing here? This is my daughter's house. You are here right now. Why can't I be here?"

Mrs. Hilgard was shocked by his strange action.

She thought that Mr. Hilgard must be furious and would leave right this second. Who would have thought that he just walked in? This was nothing like what he would usually do.

Seeing that, Arthur stood up and greeted Mr. Hilgard with a smile, "Mr. Hilgard, I'm Arthur. Nice meeting you."

Mr. Hilgard ignored him, walked to the table, and sat down.

He just had dinner and was not hungry at all. But he just couldn't bear the idea of them having fun without him, especially not after seeing the table of delicious food.

The three obviously didn't want him here. He would sit here and eat with them to ruin their dinner!

Seeing through his intention, Jean pursed her lips and turned to her mother. Mrs. Hilgard had calmed down a bot. She patted Jean's arm gingerly and said, "It's okay. Just ignore him. Let's see who will have the last laugh."

With that, she returned to the dining table, calm and relaxed.

When they sat down, Mrs. Hilgard glanced at Arthur. Arthur immediately understood what did she mean, and that was to ignore Mr. Hilgard and continue to enjoy their dinner. So, Arthur also sat down calmly, leaving Jean feeling uneasy alone.

Jean went to get a set of utensils for Mr. Hilgard, while Mrs. Hilgard pretended that he did not exist and said to Arthur, "Oh, right. Arthur, weren't you just saying that your parents had stayed in a medical rescue group abroad? Any interesting stories?"

After knowing that Arthur's parents were helping provide medical assistance in poor areas all year round, Mrs. Hilgard couldn't help but be touched by his parents' good deeds. She admired them Arthur was just talking about all the thrilling things his parents encountered when Mr. Hilgard's abrupt presence broke him off. So now, Mrs. Hilgard urged him to continue. Hearing that, Mr. Hilgard's face darkened. Arthur ignored him and continued to tell the story about his parents saving a little boy on the battlefield.

very

much.

"Your parents are really noble people with great compassion. Their kind deeds put me to shame.

I can see your parents' influence on you," Mrs. Hilgard praised Arthur's parents, not trying to hide how much she liked Arthur.

Mr. Hilgard was furious. His wife was clearly going against him.

Over the years, Mrs. Hilgard had been nothing but submissive to him. That was why Mr. Hilgard found her attitude now unacceptable. Mr. Hilgard almost exploded with anger. But he didn't want to lose his cool right in front of Arthur and his own daughter so he reined it in. Moments later, Mr. Hilgard couldn't bear it anymore. "Let's talk," he said to Mrs. Hilgard as he stood up from the chair.

Mrs. Hilgard replied calmly, "Okay."

The two then walked out.

Jean was a little worried about her mother. Arthur comforted her, "It's okay. Mrs. Hilgard knows what she is doing."

The reason why Mrs. Hilgard seemed to be submissive to Mr. Hilgard all these years that she didn't really bother to argue with Mr. Hilgard.

But now, it was about her daughter's lifelong happiness. There was nothing Mr. Hilgard could do to force Mrs. Hilgard to change her mind.

The two closed the door behind them. "Are you planning on going against me?" Mr. Hilgard asked coldly.

"Yes," Mrs. Hilgard stroked the emerald bracelet on her wrist and replied.

Mr. Hilgard gritted his teeth. "Good! Very good!"

"Your sarcasm doesn't work on me. Fix your attitude. This conversation won't go anywhere with you acting like a child." Mrs. Hilgard was ready to go back to the house. "I have nothing to say to an unreasonable and stubborn person like you."

Mr. Hilgard was fuming. "I'm stubborn? I'm unreasonable?"

"Yes," Mrs. Hilgard added. "And conceited."

"You..." Mr. Hilgard trembled with anger. Mrs. Hilgard turned around and left.

Mrs. Hilgard's fading figure made him lose his mind and he shouted. "I'm divorcing you!"

Mrs. Hilgard stopped.

'See? She's afraid. She's only my attachment. Did she forget about that? How dare she go against me? How is she going to live without me? She only gets to enjoy the splendor of the world because of me! She won't leave me. I can surely keep a woman around.' Mr. Hilgard thought to himself.

He was sure that Mrs. Hilgard would run back to the side with him, crying and begging him not to divorce her. However, instead of crying, Mrs. Hilgard sneered sarcastically when she turned around. Mr. Hilgard had a bad hunch.

"You want a divorce?" Mrs. Hilgard asked calmly.

Mr. Hilgard roared stubbornly, "Yeah, that's right! I don't need an overbearing and restive wife like you! All you do is piss me off!"

Mrs. Hilgard answered, unperturbed, "Sure. I'm available tomorrow. You can make your lawyer draw up a divorce paper tonight and send it to me."

Mr. Hilgard was at a loss for words.

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