The Untouchable Ex-Wife



The atmosphere in the guest room on the second floor was harmonious. Margaret sat beside the table and smiled fondly at Joanne as if she were looking at the future matriarch of the Everheart family. "Miss, you're Joanne, right?" Margaret smiled and asked gently.

"You are?" It was the first time Joanne met Margaret, but she found her very friendly and warm, like Joanne's late mother. Margaret had a temperament that would put anyone at ease.

"I'm a nanny here. Call me Margaret," Margaret humbly introduced herself and asked Joanne, 'I heard from Ms. Ren that you led quite a difficult life. What happened to make you take things so hard? Why did you want to kill yourself?"

"I..." Joanne shook her head as her eyes tumed watery. "I don't know how to explain it. I might have found it easier to die at that moment." When she met Quinton again at the school where her new life had begun, it felt like she had met a demon who wanted to grab her and pull her down to hell. If she did not use her death to express her hatred for Quinton, she had no idea how to face him. After all, she couldn't escape, but she refused to let him control her. Hence, the only way she felt she could escape was by killing herself.

"Regardless of how big the problem is, it's just a mess of tangled up strings. You just need to calm down and patiently unravel them. You should have never harmed your body. After all, you wouldn't be able to resolve what needs to be resolved if you were gone, right?"

Margaret's gentle and calm voice soothed Joanne's soul better than any drug. Joanne immediately felt relaxed, and quite comfortable and relaxed as she heard Margaret's explanation. Naturally, she opened up to her." Margaret, you're quite an experienced person. You should know that someone can't stay alive when they lose all hope, and I... seem to have lost all hope. I don't want to struggle in the mud. I might as well just kill myself and get it over with." Joanne didn't have a lot of willpower, and had a lot of resentment towards the world. Her short life at the elementary school had been the only light in her life, but Quinton's appearance had immediately put it out. Joanne's life was back in darkness again, so she had no will to hold on.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

"Nonsense!" Margaret frowned and patted Joanne's cheek tenderly. "You're still very young, even younger than Ms. Ren in fact. Stop being so pessimistic. Look at me I'm not young anymore, but I feel like my life has just begun. You're not even thirty. Even if you can only live up to seventy, you still have forty years left. Isn't that hope? Try and think about it like that. Many things can happen and change in forty years, so it's pointless if you leave just like that!" Margaret knew quite a lot of young people. Some were extreme while others were arrogant or bad- tempered. Some were even impulsive and childish... but Joanne was the only one who was desperate, hopeless, and gloomy. She even acted like breathing was a waste of time.