The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce Chapter 350 – Thompson family: With her, not with me

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Chapter 350: Chapter 349: Thompson family: With her, not with me
Nicholas Thompson didn’t respond, he just walked right up to them.

“Gillian knows she is wrong.” He paused, “What do you think should be done? The tuition fee has been paid…”

“You ask us what to do, but why not ask what you would like to do?” Molly Walker lost her temper, her tone filled with irony and sarcasm, “No matter what we do, you always feel we’re bullying her. Why don’t you give us a solution?”

After learning the story of Nicholas and Gillian, she realized that some things were more complex than she had imagined.

It seemed like Gillian was dependent on Nicholas, but in reality, it was Nicholas who was clinging to Gillian.

Being needed and needing others are all forms of bondage and dependence.

Nicholas was silent for a few seconds. He wanted to say let Gillian finish the semester, but in the end, he couldn’t say it.

He knew his shortcomings, and he knew that Gillian had gone too far in some things.

“I’ll have her drop out.” Nicholas sighed.

Despite his reluctance, a decision had to be made.

He owned two law firms. If Gillian could not find a job, he could give her one to manage, so she could still make a living. She wouldn’t starve.

“She should have dropped out in the first place. She’s done so much, yet you still want her to continue her studies, rewarding her instead of punishing her. No wonder she’s so cocky. As long as she has you as her brother to back her up, she’ll never learn to be independent.” Joshua Thompson stated, his words cold as ice, each sentence striking Nicholas like a knife.

“Fine, I’ll send her back to our hometown.” It was the last step he was willing to take.

He couldn’t give Gillian twenty million, but he could give her a firm to help her survive.

As long as she is a Thompson, no one would dare to openly bully her.

However, the next second, Molly’s words crushed his plans to dust.

“Tomorrow, I’ll have the reporters announce that Gillian has no ties with the Thompson family. From now on, whatever she does has nothing to do with us.”

Nicholas looked up abruptly, staring directly at Molly. When he was sure she was serious, his lips thinned into a tight line, his tone mocking, “Ivy, do you really plan to ruin Gillian?”

“Yes.” Molly’s face was stern.

“Don’t forget who made her how she is!” Nicholas’s eyes were filled with disappointment. “I know you’re from the ‘W’ organization. You can make or break a person with ease. Even though you know Gillian can’t compete with you, why won’t you…”

“Why won’t I leave her alone.” Molly interrupted him, saying the words he didn’t dare to say.

Nicholas stumbled and laughed at himself.

Molly laughed, a mix of allure and indescribable sadness.

“I really envy Gillian, having a brother like you who always takes her side…” Molly sneered, “Do you think everybody owes her something? Do you think that what I have is enough for me to live well, but she has nothing?”

“Nicholas Thompson, if she and I switched positions, do you think she would spare me?”

Nicholas caught his breath, his face alternately pale and flushed.

He turned his gaze away unwillingly, “There’s no ‘if’…Ivy, all I hope for is that you can let her go.”

“Sorry, I can’t let her go.” Molly’s calm eyes were as deep as a pool, “From now on, the Thompson family has me and not her.”

“Oh, and…” Molly stretched her palm, spreading out her five fingers.

Her fingers were slender and fair, but upon a closer look, one could see a deep scar on her right thumb, right at the joint. It was hardly noticeable unless one looked closely.

“Ever wondered how someone as young as I am could get into an organization like that?” Molly moved her thumb, her eyes like a fog, “Because… I fought for it.”

“My thumb was severed. Fortunately, it was reattached in time, so I wasn’t left disabled.” She withdrew her hand, her smile light and breezy. “I’ve slept on the streets, picked up garbage, been bullied by classmates, and even had my finger chopped off. I treasure my life more than anyone.”

Nicholas remained entirely silent, his knuckles slowly tightening into a fist.

His heart felt as if it were tightly bound by a thick rope, gasping for breath.

Each of Molly’s words transformed into a fist and brutally punched him in the face.

“I’m not as lucky as Gillian, able to use my life to manipulate others. If I died, apart from my grandmother, no one else would care. Whether I am in this world or not doesn’t make any difference.” Molly’s eyes were seemingly laughing, her voice soothing as a spring breeze, “So many people in this world struggle just to survive, but Gillian, with such good conditions, doesn’t appreciate them. She doesn’t care about others, nor does she care about herself. She doesn’t deserve such good conditions.”

She only sought death in order to gain what she wanted because everything was within easy reach.

Even if Gillian did die, she wouldn’t have any sympathy for her.

No one spoke in the silence that followed.

Before they knew it, the door had been opened. Gillian stood there at the entrance, her face as white as a sheet after hearing Molly’s words.

She thought Molly had joined that organization out of luck and that marrying Michael Gallagher was just a stroke of luck, and, with the status of the Thompson family, she was heaven’s favored child.

If she had been Molly, she might not have lived to meet her biological parents.

This time, Molly challenged her with her own personal experiences.

Despite her favorable circumstances, she didn’t cherish them. Meanwhile, Molly bloomed in her despair.

Nicholas stood upright, his eyes filled with guilt and regret.

Molly ignored them, slowly turning around. Behind her, Michael stood in the distance, his gaze deep and icy.

It was heated in the cafeteria, so he had taken off his jacket, revealing a beige-colored shirt underneath.

The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up to the elbows. The bracelet of agarwood prayer beads on his wrist accentuated his pale skin and long, captivating fingers.

Molly found the bracelet somewhat familiar.

Oh, it was the gift she had given him on their first anniversary.

It wasn’t expensive, but it was the thought that mattered. She bought it from an agarwood collector and even brought it to the temple to be consecrated.

She didn’t know when Michael had started wearing it. Seeing the bracelet now gave her some peace of mind.

She walked over to him, reaching out to hold his hand.

“Let’s go.”

She smiled brightly, like an innocent child.

Michael glanced at her. His nose was sharp, his eyelashes soft and drooping, making his feature soft and serene.

“Someone cares.”

“Huh?” Molly opened wide in surprise.

“I care about your life,” said Michael, holding her hand firmly but gently, reluctant to let go. “Don’t forget, I saved you.”

So that’s what he was referring to.

Molly grinned, “Yes, you saved the lives of both my daughter and me.”

She gently patted her belly, “From now on, I also have someone to care for.”

Michael’s dark gaze softened on her belly.

 

At the Capital City First People’s Hospital, Grace completed her examination and sat on a chair, waiting for the results.

Due to Damian’s acquaintance with the chief surgeon here, the examination was quickly completed.

Grace looked up at Damian, who was standing next to her, and whispered, “Mr. Thompson, you can go and take care of your work, I can wait by myself.”

“Yes, Mr. Thompson, don’t worry. I’ll be here with Miss Harrison, nothing will happen,” Vivian eagerly interjected.

Damian glanced at the time on his watch. He had a meeting in half an hour’s time.

He took Grace’s cell phone and entered his number.

“Call me if anything happens.” Damian patiently handed back the cell phone before instructing Vivian. “Once the results are out, please send me a copy and ensure that she is safely taken back to school.”

Vivian nodded her head continuously.

As Damian’s future assistant, these are the duties she will carry out. His instructions indicate his faith in her capabilities.

However, the thought that she was “serving” Grace didn’t sit well with her.

If it wasn’t for her ambition to marry into the Thompson family and get close to Damian, she wouldn’t have stooped to the level of being an assistant.

Hearing that Vivian would be escorting her back, Grace felt uneasy.

Once Damian left, Grace quickly said, “Vivian, there will be no need to escort me later. I can go back by myself.”

Vivian took a quick glance at her and responded dismissively, “I’d rather accompany you. It wouldn’t be good if anything happens on the way.”

This Grace wasn’t as simple as she initially thought.

But she remembered that Grace’s family conditions were not that great.

“Grace, how did you get to know Mr. Thompson?” Vivian couldn’t help but be curious about her.

Not only did Damian stand up for her today, but even Ivy seemed to be quite concerned about her.

Their exchanges didn’t look like they had just met for the first time.

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Thinking about how she met Damian, Grace blushed.

“I was working at a coffee shop at the time, and accidentally spilled coffee on Mr. Thompson…”

“Oh…” Vivian drawled, her face showing amusement but her heart filled with scorn.

Only someone as lovesick as Grace could come up with such a cliched encounter.

“So, you must like him then.” Vivian smiled mysteriously, “You like him, that’s why you intentionally spilled coffee on him, using that method to attract his attention.”

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Chapter 350