Ex-Husband’s Love Dilemma

Chapter 52

“Of course, I don’t mind. After all, you’re right. Cassandra is the lady of the house.” Rebecca looked indifferent, and her enthusiasm for welcoming Lloyd also disappeared.

Lloyd’s expression remained unchanged. He said, “That’s good.”

“Have a seat first. I’ll ask the chef to make some oatmeal for Landy,” said Rebecca.

Lloyd replied, “Okay, go ahead. Don’t worry about me.”

Rebecca glanced at him and turned to the kitchen.

Lloyd and Orlando had known each other since childhood. They were well–known close buddies in upper–class society.

Therefore, Rebecca dared not to neglect him at all, let alone show the slightest displeasure to him.

But his words made her extremely unhappy.

She could not help but think in resentment. ‘He’s really meddling in other people’s affairs.

Cassandra, who was meeting with Kendall at her company, received a call from Graham.

When Cassandra learned Lloyd was waiting in Dustmeadow Mansion for her return, she subconsciously paused and said faintly, “Graham, please tell him I have something to deal with in the company. I may not be able to go back so soon.”

All she could think of about the reason Lloyd came to look for her was Orlando’s hospitalization.

Afterward, Graham stopped looking for her, and she focused all her attention on work.

Hawley Real Estate came to finalize the design drawings because Quinn Group would officially launch the project in half a month, so it was quite rushed.

Thinking of Quinn Group would inevitably bring Orlando to Cassandra’s mind. Her face was slightly pale, and she was a little distracted.

Michael whispered, “Cassie, are you feeling unwell?”

Cassandra came to her senses and shook her head. “No, I’m just thinking about something.”

“What’s wrong?” Michael asked concernedly.

Cassandra hesitated and said, “Orlando had a car accident because of Rebecca and was hospitalized. I don’t want to go to the hospital to visit him. Michael, do you think I did something wrong?”

“Did he have a car accident because of Rebecca?” Michael questioned.

“Sort of Cassandra answered.

After all, Orlando was looking

Rebecca at that time.

Michael said calmly, “Since he was doing it for others, the wrong person is not you from the beginning. So it sounds about right that you don’t go.”

“Really?” Cassandra was still doubtful.

‘Cassie, a man should not only have to take responsibility but also face it. Since Orlando made the choice, he has to accept what happened now. Hence, it’s not your fault.” Michael told Cassandra firmly,

but she still had an inexplicable feeling

inside.

At about 5 p.m., Cassandra drove back to Dustmeadow Mansion.

As soon as she entered the gate, she saw a white Mercedes–Benz parked in front of the garage and frowned slightly.

She went into the house after parking.

Just as Cassandra came in, she saw Lloyd lazily sitting on the couch in the living room while playing with his phone. He

looked bored.

She was surprised. “Lloyd?”

“It’s me.” Lloyd also saw Cassandra. He sat straight, put away his phone, and smiled. “Cassandra, I’ve been waiting for you to return for so long.”

“Didn’t I ask Graham to tell you not to wait for me?” Cassandra walked over and sat opposite Lloyd, looking at him coldly. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“Since I’m already here, I must wait for you,” stated Lloyd.

Cassandra asked, “What’s the matter?”

“A small matter. Can you listen to me carefully?” Lloyd’s attitude was gentle and polite all the time.

After all, it would be rude to spurn a friendly person.

So Cassandra had to nod.

Lloyd continued. “I hope you can visit Orlando at the hospital. You are a married couple. I’ve roughly known about the matter. It’s natural for you to be angry because of Rebecca. Even when I heard about it, I thought he had gone too far. But he is injured in the hospital now, and as his wife, you should take care of him. After all, you can’t let a woman with no formal recognition watch over him every day, right?”

Cassandra paused slightly and smiled faintly at Lloyd, “Who knows whether she has no formal recognition? Besides, I think he’d rather see the woman with no formal recognition than me, his legitimate wife.”

Lloyd retorted, “That’s just your guess. To be honest, you haven’t been there since yesterday. He didn’t even take a shower and looked disheveled. What would you think if I took a video of him and sold it to the media? It should be a large sum of income, right?”

“You can try. Maybe it’s a good side hustle,” Casagreed.

They talked to each other in a relaxing and pleasant wig, laughing.

But Cassandra never agreed to go.

Lloyd did not know much about Cassandra. He only knew she was good to Orlando and had always been the one who took the initiative in their one–year marriage. However, after conversing with her he suddenly felt uncertain about who would. take the initiative in the future.

Lloyd narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Cassandra meaningfully. He said lowly, “Cassandra, although we are not very familiar with each other, I have never asked for help. This time, I’m begging you, please. As long as you promise to go to the hospital to see him, you can come to the if you need anything later.”

Cassandra laughed.

She certainly did not think Orlando wanted to see her, let alone that he asked Lloyd to invite her.

After all, it was impossible.

But she was slightly surprised by Lloyd’s insistence. After some consideration, she finally came up with an answer. Perhaps there were too many people in the hospital, and he feared that Orlando and Quinn Group would be negatively affected.

Although she wanted to be cruel to Orlando, she could not do it in the end.

Hence, she promised to Lloyd.

Lloyd drove her to the hospital in person as if he was afraid that she would run away.

When they arrived at the ward door, Cassandra reached out to push the door. But Lloyd put his hand on the doorknob first and said lowly. “I invited you here, so let me open the door for you”

Then thank you, Mr. Sanders?” Cassandra smiled faintly.

When the ward door was pushed open, Cassandra’s smile disappeared abruptly after seeing the scene inside. Her face stiffened slightly, and she said coldly, “Sorry for disturbing you.”

With that. she turned around to leave even before stepping in.

Lloyd stopped her. “Cassandra, don’t leave. Let’s go in first, okay?”

Lloyd held her arm into the ward. The door was closed, and the atmosphere became cold,

Rebecca sat by the hospital bed with oatmeal in one hand and a spoon in the other, feeding Orlando on the bed.

At first. Orlando did not want Rebecca to do so. He wanted to wait for Taylor to come before eating. But Rebecca was worried that he would be starving to a stomach ache, so she persuaded him for a long time before he finally agreed.

But before he could take a bite, Cassandra interrupted them.

Rebecca had to put down the oatmeal and said in a low voice, “Cassandra, you’re here. I thought you were busy, so I brought the oatmeal to Landy first.”

Cassandra ignored Rebecca and looked at Orlando on the bed.

He looked completely different from when he was sent out motionlessly of the operating room.

But she would rather have him lying unresponsive all the time than his current condition.

Likewise, Orlando was staring at her.

Cassandra was dressed differently than before. She usually wore trousers but wore a split denim skirt that day, revealing her delicate legs.

She stood some distance away from the bed. Lloyd’s hand was still holding her arm. Orlando frowned and said indifferently, “She has come in. Do you think she will run?”