The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 138

Christian frowned when he saw that. He then cast a glance at Victoria, his gaze fixed on her dry lips for a fraction of a second before he withdrew his gaze and exited the room.

Gabrielle immediately went to close the door. Her expression lightened, and she sat on the seat beside them.

“I prepared some soup and porridge. Which one would you like to have?” Evelyn pointed to the two thermal flasks on the table and asked.

Victoria wanted to tell them she didn’t want any because she didn’t have an appetite. However, when she met Evelyn’s gaze, she changed her mind. “I’ll have the porridge.”

Gabrielle immediately stood up and filled a bowl of porridge, thereafter serving it to Victoria.

Victoria, however, really had no appetite for anything. She scooped a spoonful of porridge and brought it near her mouth. After blowing on it, she only had a small sip. “How long have you been here, Mrs. Thatcher?”

“I’ve just arrived.” Evelyn smiled and asked, “Is it hot?”

Victoria simply said it was fine and continued to eat her porridge.

“Victoria—” Evelyn called.

“Yes?” Victoria put the spoon down and looked at Evelyn.

Evelyn cast a quick glance at Gabrielle. Her lips moved, but no words came out.

“I’ll buy some fruit.” Gabrielle took the hint and left.

The door closed, leaving only both Evelyn and Victoria in the room, and the former said, “Your parents fought over you. They’re both getting divorced right now. The only thing holding up the divorce certificate is the distribution of their assets.”

Victoria’s hand trembled slightly when she heard that, and she almost dropped the bowl in her hand. After a brief moment of silence, she let out a low hum and lowered her head to eat her porridge.

The porridge, which was supposed to be delicious, was not. In fact, it felt bitter, and she wasn’t sure if it was because of her illness or something else.

Looking at her, Evelyn sighed.

“They couldn’t agree on how to distribute the assets?” Victoria raised her head to look at Evelyn after swallowing the food in her mouth.

“Yes. Your mother wanted a 20% share of the assets, but your father…” She gave a mocking smile and said with disdain, “Your father wanted her to have nothing. He said that the Coleman Family’s money has nothing to do with your mother.”

In fact, Denise was the one from a wealthy background, whereas Glen was merely a pauper.

Both of them knew each other during their university days. After they graduated, they wanted to get married, but Denise’s parents did not allow it. However, Denise got pregnant out of wedlock subsequently and insisted on only marrying Glen. Hence, her parents had no choice but to agree to their marriage.

Denise was the only daughter of the Laurent Family. Two years after she got married with Glen, her parents passed away in an accident. Following that, Glen took over the Laurent Family’s business,

which was later renamed to the Coleman Group.

Victoria scoffed when she heard Evelyn’s words. She then removed the spoon from the bowl and drank the porridge directly from the bowl.

“You don’t need to finish it if you can’t,” Evelyn took the bowl from Victoria and said.

Then, she placed the bowl on the table.

Victoria sat on the bed, her gaze lowered. Her gaze didn’t reveal anything, but her hands were tightly clutching her blanket, a smattering of porridge at the corners of her lips.

“Don’t you have anything to say?” Evelyn took a tissue and wiped Victoria’s lips. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“What else can I say?” Victoria raised her eyes, pursed her lips and continued, “No matter what the reason was, they will not divorce.”

Her father regarded his reputation highly. As such, he would never divorce her mother for fear of being labeled a heartless and ungrateful man. Her mother, on the other hand, was already accustomed to relying on her father. She would undoubtedly forgive her father if he relented and apologized.

“That’s not necessary. I’m sure you didn’t expect your mother to divorce him because of you this time, did you?” Evelyn took Victoria’s hand in hers and stated solemnly, “All children are their mothers’ flesh and blood. Which mother could bear witnessing her child’s suffering?”

Victoria did not respond to that and she merely pursed her lips tighter.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door. “Come in,” Evelyn said.

Gabrielle walked in smilingly and placed the fruits she bought on the table.

“I’ve grown older, and my body no longer compares to yours.” As Evelyn let go of Victoria’s hand, she smiled and commented, “I’m still tired from what happened last night. I’m going back to rest now.”

Victoria nodded to that. “Please go back and rest, Mrs. Thatcher.”

“I’ll leave the porridge and the soup here. See you tomorrow,” Evelyn responded.

“You don’t have to visit me if you’re busy or tired. I’m big enough to take care of myself. Don’t worry.”

“You grew up in my care; how could I not be worried?” Evelyn responded as she exited the room.

When she walked out, she noticed that Christian was still here. “Don’t linger any longer. Before Victoria is discharged, do not meet with her!” Evelyn muttered angrily.

“Please ask the driver to send you back. I’ll just take a cab later,” Christian responded.

But Evelyn only gave him a sidelong glance. When she walked past him, she grumbled, “What have you been doing all this while…”

Christian lowered his head and remained silent, his eyes filled with regret.

Meanwhile in the ward, Gabrielle shaped her right hand into a trumpet close to her mouth and pointed with her other hand at the door. “Mr. Thatcher has not yet left. He’s standing at the door,” she muttered softly.novelxo.com fast update

“Okay,” Victoria responded absentmindedly.

Seeing that, Gabrielle cleared her throat and continued, her voice low, “Mr. Thatcher rushed here once he knew something happened to you, and he was fined a lot of money for speeding and running a few red lights. Money may not be important to him, but his license has been revoked, and he must retake the driving test to obtain a license!”

“I see.” Victoria regained her senses and responded casually, frowning.

Her reaction was so calm that Gabrielle couldn’t stop herself from continuing talking. “Mr. Thatcher seems to like you a lot, Victoria. It’s too bad you didn’t notice how pale his face was when he found out something had happened to you…”

“Stop mentioning him,” Victoria said as she clenched the bed sheets beneath her.

“Huh?” Gabrielle was taken aback. She then asked cautiously, “You used to admire Mr. Thatcher a lot. Don’t you feel happy that he likes you too?”

“He broke my leg, drove me to homelessness, and even humiliated me in the Delta Club. Is that how he shows his liking of me? Why should I be happy?” Victoria scoffed. “I don’t have masochistic tendencies.”

To that, Gabrielle pursed her lips stiffly and chuckled awkwardly. “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to apologize. I should be thanking you instead. If it wasn’t for you, I would be dead now.”

Gabrielle couldn’t tell if Victoria was being sincere or sarcastic. “Victoria, do you… do you think I’m a busybody?”

Victoria had wanted to die, but she was thwarted by Gabrielle.

“No. I wanted to die, but you indeed saved me. These are two different matters. I sincerely appreciate it.” Victoria then asked, “How did you know I was stuck on the rooftop?”

Gabrielle’s expression darkened as soon as she heard that. “Marvin, that jerk, said he wanted to make amends with me. But it turned out that after asking me out, he drugged me and offered me as a welcome gift to his client.”

Before continuing, she lowered her head to wipe her tears. “Daisy appeared shortly after I returned at around 1.00AM. She seemed to be acting strangely, so I asked around for your whereabouts and went to the rooftop to look for you.”