Novel Square
Chapter 477
Chapter 477
"What?"
Franklin turned his head. Lucille lowered her head behind him and almost buried her head under the
table.
"Mr. Moore, I can't ensure that my family will not use my identity to borrow money in the future." Lucille
did not want to get a divorce, but she voiced out her concerns frankly.
If Franklin could help her, that would be good.
She lowered her head and waited for an answer from him.
He was silent for a long time before he answered, "Then, let's get a divorce. I don't have time today.
We'll do it tomorrow."
Lucille's heart sank when she heard his answer, but she kept nodding. "Okay, then... I will pack up my
things today."
"Alright." Franklin looked at Lucille who had lowered her head for a long time, and he became even
more unhappy.
She thought that he was relieved of such a heavy burden. After all, he had gotten rid of such a big
problem.
When he was gone, Lucille began to pack up her things.
However, she did not go home. Instead, she moved her things to her best friend, Abby Meyer's home.
She and Abby had been in the same school since high school. Ever since they went to college, Abby
had walked a different path from her. She studied fine arts while Abby studied IT.
In the morning, when she told Abby that she would move temporarily to her house, Abby hesitated for a
long time before saying, "Lucille, although I have two unoccupied rooms in my house, it's a little messy.
You'd better contact a housekeeping company to clean it up before you come."
At first, Lucille thought that what Abby said was too exaggerated.
When she brought the housekeeper over, she found that the two empty rooms were definitely not
something that one housekeeper could handle.
"This is really messy."
"Oh, well. You only called one housekeeper? Why don't you hire a few more? I will pay for it."
Abby wore a large T-shirt and sat in front of the computer like a tomboy. She did not look at Lucille
when she spoke.
Lucille asked the housekeeper to call three more people. It cost 1,200 dollars, and they cleaned for a
whole day. It was already evening when they had finished cleaning Abby's house from the inside out.
After cleaning, Lucille made dinner for them.
During the meal, Abby looked at her and asked, "Are you breaking up with that playboy?"
The playboy she was talking about was Franklin.
"I'm going to divorce him tomorrow. Therefore, I moved out from that house first." Lucille lowered her
head.
"That's great! I've told you that that playboy was unreliable. Half of the entertainment industry were his
girlfriends. How can you want such a man? He'd better not spread any disease to you."
Abby did not support Lucille and Franklin's marriage from the very beginning, but Lucille had made up
her mind at that time.
"He was nice to me originally. Later, after we obtained the marriage certificate and before we held a NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.
wedding banquet, my father borrowed money under my name and he discovered it..."
Lucille did not have many friends, and she did not say much about her family matters to outsiders.
Therefore, she could only tell Abby.
When Abby heard this, she almost threw up the food in her mouth. "No way! I knew your stepmother
and sister were weird, but I did not expect that your father was greedy as well. What kind of family do
you have?"
Lucille sighed.
She knew that what Franklin said that morning was just so that he could get along with her.
"What if we rewrite the stars? Say you were made to be mine..."
While they ate, Lucille's mobile phone rang. She glanced at the screen, and her hand, which held onto
the phone, stopped in midair...
It's Franklin.
He never called her before.
Abby leaned over to take a look. "Answer it."
She hesitated for a long time and then pressed the answer button.
"I'm at home. Where are you?"
As soon as the phone was connected, Franklin immediately showed his impatience.
"I... I'm at my best friend's house. I thought that since we are getting divorced tomorrow, I'll move my
clothes here first, so that I won't have to disturb you tomorrow..."
"Lucille." Franklin, who had always boasted that he had a good temper, only felt angry. "I had always
seen you loving me unconditionally every day, but now that you want to divorce me, you are more
decisive than me? I have really underestimated you."
"No, I did not expect you would be back today."
Lucille did not dare to imagine that it was possible for Franklin, who had not been home for two
consecutive months, to go home for two days in a row.
"Send me the address of where you are now and I will pick you up."
"Pick me up?"
Lucille did not even dare to fantasize about the day when Franklin would say that he would pick her up.
When Franklin brought her home, she realized that the reason he had picked her up was to ask her to
cook for him.
But that was all.
Early the next morning, Franklin and Lucille went out early to sign the divorce agreement.
Perhaps because it was Friday, but there were many cars on the road and they were caught in a traffic
jam from the moment they left the house.
The atmosphere in the car was very depressing.
When Lucille looked down at her mobile phone blankly, the phone rang. It was Alma who had called,
and she was reluctant to pick up the phone.
"Hello..."
"Lucille, where are you? Do you know that your father is dying? Come to the hospital immediately!"
Once the call was connected, Alma scolded her.
It was very quiet in the car, and Franklin heard Alma's hysterical curses clearly.
"What happened?" Lucille could not help but asked nervously.
"Your dad is now at the Genuine Hospital. Come here immediately and bring some money with you!"
The last five words were the main point.
Lucille's heart sank. She looked at Franklin and said with difficulty, "Can we go to see my father first..."
'Are you playing tricks on me?" Franklin looked at Lucille and raised his eyebrows slightly.
She had proposed the divorce and something happened on the way, which made it hard for him to
believe that it was all a coincidence.
"No, I guarantee you. After I see my father, I will divorce you." Lucille defended herself seriously, "I
have brought the bank card from the betrothal gifts that your family gave us. After completing the
procedure, I will give the card to you."
She was terribly afraid of being misunderstood by Franklin. Therefore, she quickly took out a blue bank
card from her purse.
The car drove all the way to the hospital.
As soon as Lucille arrived at the door, she saw four reporters doing a live broadcast outside.
Judging from what the broadcast, an accident must have happened on the construction site.
Needless to say, it was her family's construction site.
Lucille went in uneasily. As soon as she entered, Alma rushed over and screamed, "Why are you so
late? Give me the card immediately. The hospital is waiting for the money to be paid for the operation."
"What's wrong with my father?"
Lucille took the card out of her wallet and asked about her father's condition.
In fact, she did not have much money. The card in her hand was a betrothal gift given by the Moore
family. If they divorced, she thought that the money must be returned.
"Lucille, something happened when Dad went to inspect the construction site this morning. It was not
only him who was injured, but several other workers were injured as well. Mom and I don't have money,
but you have some money on your card. You won’t be stingy at this moment, right?"
Before Lucille came, Alma and Natasha had already planned to let her spit out the betrothal gifts from
the Moore family.
After Franklin parked the car, he came in and looked at the three women confronting each other. He
went forward and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
In front of others, he was well-dressed and had a good temper.
"Mr. Moore." Alma became less domineering when she saw Franklin and she added awkwardly,
"Lucille, your father loves you the most. We really do not have much money in our hands now, and the
hospital urged us to pay for the surgery fee. If there were any other solutions, we would not borrow
money from you."
Her tone was different from before.