---- Chapter 95 "Ts this your goal?" James asked, looking at Wendy coldly. Wendy frowned and was about to speak when Yara instinctively stepped before her, taking out her phone. "Mr. Frank, what are you planning to do?" Wendy lightly patted Yara's shoulder. "It's fine. You go ahead and handle your work. I'll take care of it." James' appearance was a hassle, but she didn't want the people around her to get in trouble.

Yara looked at James, sensed something was off, and worriedly asked, "How about I accompany you? Or I can call security." Wendy shook her head. "No need." Family matters shouldn't be aired publicly. Yara still hesitated, glancing at James. "Alright, but if anything happens, just call me." Wendy gave her a grateful look. Once Yara left, Wendy turned back to face James. "Weren't you speaking so confidently with her just now? Why do you want her to leave as soon as I show up?

Are you embarrassed?" He sneered. Wendy pressed her lips together and replied seriously, "I'm ---- just worried Mr. Frank Senior might end up being gossiped about." "What does Grandpa have to do with this? Wendy, you always use excuses like this to cover up your real feelings." "Tdon't need to cover anything up." Her expression turned cold, clearly not wanting to waste more time on him. "Is there something you need?" James stared at her, fury burning in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth and questioned, "Do you really think you can get a divorce this easily? Do you think I'll just give in?" Wendy fell silent momentarily, then replied flatly, "Whether you give in or not, the outcome is the same. Why bother obsessing over this? "From the moment I decided to divorce you, I haven't thought about turning back.

James, if you still have any respect for the years I spent playing the role of your wife, let me go." Her voice was calm, but it struck like a sword to James. After a long pause, he furrowed his brow. "Just wait and see if T'll let you go." The coldness in his eyes was unmistakable. This time, it was his turn to leave after speaking. Wendy froze for a moment, then chased after him. "What do you want?

Is it impossible for me to leave this cage and live my life?" ---- She had already made so many compromises , so why was he still going against her? Ina moment of impatience, she grabbed his arm. "Let go." James didn't bother saying anything further. Wendy demanded, "Explain it clearly before you go!" James pushed her away. "I've said everything I needed to say. As for the rest, just wait. Time will give you your answer." It seemed like he was determined to drag things out.

Wendy dropped her arms, standing frozen as she stared at his retreating figure. Her brows were tightly furrowed , and she could not relax no matter how hard she tried. What did he want? Her hands clenched into fists at her sides, and she felt a surge of frustration rise within her. She couldn't afford to place her hopes on James anymore - not even the hope of a clean divorce. Wendy snapped out of it, letting out a long sigh. She had no idea what to do anymore.

After James left, Wendy went to check on Robert again before finally leaving the hospital. She had just stepped out the door when a voice called out, snapping her out of the emotional spiral. ---- A familiar voice echoed in her ears. "Wendy!" Wendy turned to the side, and her gaze brightened up.