The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce

Chapter 405: Chapter 402: Fire Pit
He felt embarrassed to go in, but Jeremy Norman could go in!

“Jeremy…” Joshua Thompson enthusiastically pulled him aside and pointed to the nearby hospital room, “Michael Gallagher is in there.”

Jeremy Norman’s face changed.

Michael Gallagher?

Why is he here?

Joshua Thompson leaned in close and smirked wickedly at him: “You like my sister, you wouldn’t let her fall into a pit of fire, would you?”

In his view, Michael Gallagher was currently a pit of fire.

His sister could be with anyone else, just not this disaster.

Since being with Michael Gallagher, her luck has never been good.

Now that the baby has been lost, and they owe nothing to each other, does the scum man want to come back and reconcile?

No way!

“Pit of fire?” Jeremy Norman’s expression softened, “Michael Gallagher… isn’t quite a pit of fire, is he?”

“Entangled with various women, lost his child due to anger, isn’t this a pit of fire?” Joshua Thompson sneered, and his eyes were cold, “She’s vulnerable right now, and it’s your perfect opportunity to take advantage.”

“Now go in and don’t let their conversation go too deep. Men’s mouths deceive like ghosts, Michael Gallagher will not deceive my sister again.” Joshua Thompson gnashed his teeth.

Jeremy Norman immediately understood that Joshua Thompson was asking him to enter and “interrupt” them.

Jeremy Norman’s eyes were profound.

He hadn’t expected Michael Gallagher to come so quickly. It seemed that he really didn’t know about Molly’s miscarriage before.

Thinking of Michael Gallagher’s harm to Molly, Jeremy Norman’s concern stirred.

Joshua Thompson didn’t want Michael Gallagher and Molly to be together, and neither did he.

“Jeremy, now only you can help my sister, good luck!”

Joshua Thompson’s words were sincere and solemn.

…

Inside the room, the heating was perfect, but Molly, sitting on the bed, still felt cold and instinctively pulled the blanket up.

Michael Gallagher stared at her stomach, his eyes red: “The baby…”

Molly’s heart trembled, her jaw tightened, and her lips turned pale: “It’s gone.”

When saying this, her voice quivered, and a huge wave of grief surged up.

She tried every means to convince herself to accept the worst outcome, but when she really faced it, she couldn’t hold back.

Her eyes reddened, her nose was sour and astringent, and she tightly clenched her teeth to keep from crying.

She couldn’t cry, at least not in front of this person.

Seeing her distressed, the redness deepened in Michael Gallagher’s eyes.

She was in pain, and so was he.

“Don’t be afraid.” His voice carried a hint of desperation and pain, his lips trembling, and his voice choked, “We’ll have children in the future.”

These words caused Molly’s suppressed tears to pour out.

“No…” Molly bit her lower lip, pinching one hand hard with the other, trying to use pain to make herself sober, “No more, never again.”

There was a loud “thump,” something ruthlessly hit Michael Gallagher’s heart, and the pain spread throughout his body.

Never again, she won’t have children with him.

She was completely disappointed with him.

If it were him, he would also be disappointed with himself.

Michael Gallagher’s eyes were acidic, and his voice was frantic and trembling: “At that time, I was angry…not knowing our baby would be in trouble. Molly, it’s hard for me to escape blame for this. You can punish me however you want…”

He wanted to hold her hand but seemed afraid to touch it. In the end, he could only meekly let it drop.

He was angry at her deception, angry that she was siding with her disgusting father, and even angrier that she was speaking for her disgusting father.

If he had known that the quarrel would endanger the child, he would have gone back and held her tightly.

Why be angry and upset at all?

What was more important than her and the baby?

After experiencing so much, how could he still be unable to let go, becoming as vulnerable as a child?

He hated this side of himself.

Seeing his distressed state, even if Molly was angry deep down, it was impossible for her to truly do anything to him.

“This matter cannot be entirely blamed on you.” Molly said with a sad smile, “Blame me too.”

Knowing that the baby was already unstable, why did she still go through such extreme ups and downs?

These days, she had been busy communicating with the baby, running around while pregnant, and arguing with Michael.

Perhaps, the baby in her belly was tired too, thinking that she was not ready, and decided to come back next time.

She stroked her belly, her gaze drifting.

Such a small, fragile life had lost the chance to grow.

Her stomach felt hollow, as if something was missing in her heart too.

Michael looked at her with empty eyes and felt heartbroken, unable to breathe.

“I’m sorry …”

He had no experience in comforting a woman, let alone how to comfort someone he liked.

Their baby was gone, she was sad, and he was sadder still.

He resented his own inability to console her and wished he could take her pain away.

“I don’t blame you.” Molly said, forcing a smile. “You should go.”

Michael suddenly looked up, his eyes fixed on her.

Molly gave a knowing smile, as though relieved, and said calmly, “Michael Gallagher, now, we truly don’t owe each other anything.”

Michael’s heart clenched painfully, as if something had slipped through his fingers and couldn’t be grasped.

Suddenly, a sharp pain surged through the depths of his chest. Michael clenched his teeth, trying to suppress the panic in his heart. “You want to cut ties with me? Molly, don’t forget that we have always been indebted to each other!”

Molly paused, then gave a bitter smile.

Yes, she owed Michael her life, and her uncle’s life as well.

This lifetime was bound to be never-ending debt.

“So, are we supposed to be entangled forever?” Molly laughed bitterly. “Our marriage was based on a lie. I deceived you, our marriage had an impure beginning, I apologized, and paid a painful price. Michael Gallagher, it’s time for us to return to our peaceful lives.”

“What if I say I don’t mind?” Michael clenched his fists, suppressing the turmoil and bitterness in his heart. “I don’t mind that you lied to me, or that you had some kind of deal with Edward Jenkins. All I know is that you are my wife, even if we divorce, you were still my wife, and I really like you.”

Molly’s lips parted slightly, not daring to look at him any longer. She involuntarily turned her gaze away, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

It was just a simple “I like you,” yet it seemed to contain a thousand intimate words.

For a person like Michael to even say “like” was difficult, let alone a confession like this.

Molly felt flustered, her face flushed crimson, unable to respond to his words. She simply pursed her lips and remained silent.

But Michael, as if determined to get an answer from her, cupped her face with his large hands, forcing her to face him directly.

“I like you, I really really like you, more than I like myself. Can I have a chance to make you like me too?”

His eyes were like they had been washed over by a clear stream, the pupils pure and transparent, and emotions swirling deep within them.

Just at this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt.” Jeremy Norman entered, carrying fruits, smiling warmly. He didn’t even give Michael a glance and walked towards Molly.

Joshua Thompson, watching from outside the door, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jeremy enter.

That idiot thought interrupting their conversation would make Fourth Sister angry.

Michael today was clearly not right, and he was definitely trying to win back his wife.

If they got back together like this, it would be like Fourth Sister walking back into the fire pit once more.

He had already given Michael a chance, but he had not cherished it.

He had even let go of avenging his nephew. How could he let Michael deceive Fourth Sister away again?

If Fourth Sister and Michael really wanted to reconcile, he couldn’t interfere, but at least he could give someone else a chance to compete.

Who knew? Perhaps this time, Fourth Sister, disheartened, would decide to start anew with Jeremy Norman.

As her third brother, he didn’t mind turning the situation into a chaotic battlefield.

“Don’t disappoint me, Jeremy…”