You're Just My Ex-Husband,My Lord-Chapter 54- absurd

Dave’s eyes flashed with a ruthless glint.

"I think I have a pretty good idea of who did it."

"Damn it, it’s not that bastard Bert, is it?"

Morrison was furious.

"Last time I was on a business trip, I barely managed to deal with that old man, and now he’s sticking his nose in again. It’s infuriating!"

Dave remained silent on his end. The situation had happened so suddenly that he hadn’t even figured out how to resolve it.

Morrison then suggested,

"Why don’t you just publicly announce your divorce? As long as the news is kept quiet over there, no one will know when you got divorced. That way, this wouldn’t count as infidelity."

"As long as you make it clear that you were divorced when those photos were taken and are currently single, then you can date whoever you want and stay over at anyone’s place, right?"

Morrison laid out his plan, confident in his strategy. He was a smooth talker, and such crisis management situations were his specialty. Logically, his suggestion seemed both reasonable and perfect.

"No way!"

However, Dave strongly opposed Morrison’s suggestion. After saying "no," he fell into silence again. Morrison, frustrated, said,

"Come on, bro, what are you going to do if you don’t go along with this? That old man hates things like cheating and affairs. Or are you planning to announce that you and Clark are just ’ordinary friends’? Who’s going to believe that? The photos are way too ambiguous!"

"Besides, I just got word that that French old man has decided to come to China next month to inspect both of our companies. If you hide the fact that you’re divorced, then when he and his wife visit, are you going to ask Laurent to come back and play along? With her fiery temper, she’s not going to cooperate with you!"

Morrison couldn’t understand what was going on in Dave’s mind.

"Or are you planning to just give up on this deal?"

This time, Dave finally spoke, his tone firm.

"Of course, I’m not going to give up!"

Then he added,

"Let’s hang up for now. I need to think of a better plan."

Dave himself admitted that Morrison’s suggestion was the best way to solve this problem, but for some reason, he felt strongly opposed to it.

He didn’t want to publicly announce that he and Laurent were already divorced. It seemed as if, by not revealing it, and as long as no one knew, it was as if they hadn’t divorced at all.

It was a classic case of "deceiving oneself."

Dave thought that recently, his mind had been considering some absurd things, like how he had actually sympathized with Daniel and even allowed Daniel to fake illness. Or how he had imagined that he and Laurent were still married.

What else could it be but absurd?

When Lilian returned to her apartment, carrying her father’s request for soup, she found her mother, Tiffany, preparing lunch. Lilian grinned and approached her, trying to please her as she said,

"Mom, I’d like some soup for lunch today..."

Ah, she felt really caught in the middle. She didn’t want to say that her father wanted soup, as that might upset her mother, but she also didn’t want her sick father to be disappointed.

So, she just said that she wanted soup and would deliver it to her father herself, claiming that her mother didn’t have time to deliver it. That way, she could help ease the tension between them. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

However, before she even finished speaking, her mother saw right through her. Tiffany continued washing the ingredients without even looking at her and said,

"You don’t like soup, do you?"

Lilian, "..."

In her eagerness to help her parents reconcile, she completely forgot that she didn’t actually like soup. She preferred pork rib soup over anything else, as she always found regular soup too greasy.

Realizing she had been caught, she quickly switched to pretending to be pitiful. She wrapped her arms around Tiffany’s and clung to her, saying,

"Mom, Dad is really sick. The doctor even suggested he be hospitalized for treatment. My brother said that from today on, we’ll have to take turns staying with him at the hospital!"

Tiffany furrowed her brow and looked at her.

"Sick? What’s wrong with him?"

Lilian, seeing her mother’s worried frown, thought she was concerned about her father. So she quickly added,

"I’m not sure what exactly is wrong. The doctor told my brother a bunch of stuff, but I didn’t really understand. But it must be serious, right? If it wasn’t serious, why would they recommend hospitalization?"

Lilian tried to emphasize how serious her father’s condition was, hoping her mother would visit him.

Tiffany, however, realized that her daughter couldn’t even explain what illness her father had. She already had a pretty good idea of what was going on. After all, she lived under the same roof as him every day. How could she not know about his health?

He was in good health, with only a bit of high blood pressure, and no other problems. So when his daughter said he was seriously ill, that’s why Tiffany furrowed her brows in doubt.

She turned away to continue washing the vegetables.

"Your dad wants some soup, right?"

Lilian had no choice but to stop hiding the truth.

"Mom, for the sake of Dad being sick, please don’t be angry with him."

Lilian’s indecision about her parents’ divorce, sometimes standing with her father and sometimes with her mother, stemmed from the fact that both of them loved her deeply.

Unlike her older brother, Dave, who had many objections to their father and firmly supported their mother’s decisions, Lilian had a closer relationship with her father, who had always been very indulgent toward her.

She also knew about the things her father had done in his youth, but hadn’t he said that day that he had long fallen in love with her mother and that he only loved her now? She believed her father genuinely wanted to keep the family together. And now that he was sick, she couldn’t help but feel sympathy for him.

However, sometimes she would also think, as a woman, her mother’s heart would understandably be broken after enduring such treatment from her father. If it were her, she would certainly demand a divorce if her husband treated her that way.

So, in the end, she thought her mother was right.

That’s why she wavered between supporting her father one moment and her mother the next.

It was tearing her apart. A simple person like her was being forced to make the most complicated choice.

Perhaps she should do as her little niece, Emma Washington, did and live with the Lord. She wouldn’t choose either parent.

Speaking of her niece, the little girl was really clever. Ever since she found out her parents were getting a divorce, she pouted and said she wouldn’t live with either of them but would live with the Lord’s wife instead. Now she was still insisting on staying with her, refusing to live with anyone else.

Now, the little girl’s daily needs, including meals and going to school, were all taken care of by her mother. Since her mother had moved in with Lilian, she didn’t have much else to do, other than cooking and looking after the little girl.

After hearing her daughter’s plea, Tiffany smiled and said to her,

"Help me take that half chicken out of the fridge to thaw."

"Mom, you’re the best!"

Lilian was instantly thrilled and shouted excitedly, then immediately went to work according to her mother’s instructions.

Tiffany looked at her delighted daughter and sighed softly in her heart. Since he wanted soup, she would make it for him. This would be the last time—she would treat it as the last meal she was making for him.

Tiffany didn’t tell her daughter her real plan. She couldn’t bring herself to throw cold water on her daughter’s joy.

Her decision to divorce wasn’t as torturous as it was for Laurent. Her two children were already grown. Her son had already married, started his own family, though he had also divorced.

Lilian was in her final year of university, about to graduate and become an independent adult. She didn’t need to worry about the negative impact of divorce on her children’s upbringing, so making this decision was easier for her.