Chapter 148

"Do you know him? He seems quite familiar with you."

Nina shook her head.

Seeing Isabella's puzzled look, she then nodded. "I do know him, but not well. Is he also a rare blood type?"

"Yeah. Nina, I remember you used to have type B blood. How did it suddenly become a rare type?"

Nina lowered her eyelids, "I don't really remember."

She rarely got sick and seldom visited the hospital.

For minor illnesses, she wouldn't even check her blood type at the hospital.

If it weren't for this massive bleeding from the miscarriage, Isabella wouldn't have known that Nina had such a rare blood type all along.

As the sisters were talking, the door to the ward opened, and Charlie and Deborah walked in.

Seeing them, Isabella frowned and stood up, blocking them in the front of the bed, "What are you here for?"

"Nina, you're awake." Charlie raised his eyebrows with a hint of joy. "Mom made some soup early this morning, and we brought it over for you."

Deborah smiled broadly as she handed over the insulated container.

Isabella didn't stop them, but she didn't take it either. She looked at Nina. "Nina, are you going to give him another chance this time?"

Last time, the time before that, the current situation were all exactly the same.

Every time Charlie made a mistake, he would act pitiful in front of Nina to seek forgiveness.

Nina was soft-hearted and valued relationships, so she forgave him over and over again.

But this time, Nina almost lost her life.

Isabella thought that Nina wasn't a fool. The suffering should be enough for her to see the truth.

The room was silent for a few seconds before Nina spoke, "Charlie, let's get a divorce."

"No." Before Charlie could speak, Deborah jumped in. "Nina, couples fight all the time. Don't say things in the heat of the moment."

Nina was very calm. "I'm not saying it in the heat of the moment. I said this last time, but he threatened to jump off a building. I pitied him and gave him another chance for the sake of the child. But now the child is gone!"

"You can always have another child. You're still young. As long as you take care of your body, you won't have trouble conceiving."

Nina replied, "I'm young and can take care of my body. If I try, I can have children in the future."

"That's the spirit!"

"But I don't want to have Charlie's children, nor do I want to have children for your family. If my child takes your surname, they will be trapped in this cage just like me, never able to break free."

Nina couldn't bear to think about it.

If things continued like this, would her child become someone like Charlie or Raymond?

Deborah was dumbfounded.

Nina took a deep breath, placing her hand on her abdomen. "Honestly, now that the child is gone, I feel relieved. Let's get a divorce, Charlie!"

Charlie frowned. "Nina, are you really serious about this?"

"Yes. I've made up my mind."

Charlie nodded. "Alright. But you need to remember that you won't get anything after the divorce."

Nina said, "Don't worry. I don't want anything."

Charlie sneered, "Fine. Since you've decided, I have nothing more to say. Divorce is big matter. I'll get a lawyer to handle the process to avoid any future entanglements."

"Okay."

With that, Charlie walked out.

Deborah wanted to say more to Nina, but Isabella pushed her out.

"I didn't expect it to go so smoothly!" Isabella said after closing the door.

Nina gave a bitter smile, "Yeah. It was really smooth."

Nina had thought Charlie would cling to her.

Just like last time, when Charlie even threatened to jump off a building.

This time, Charlie surprisingly agreed quickly.

Deborah chased after Charlie all the way to the hospital entrance, grabbing him. "Charlie, what are you thinking? How can you agree to divorce Nina?"

Charlie sneered, "So what if we divorce? Without her, you think I can't live?"

"I didn't mean it. I know you're excellent and won't have trouble finding another woman. But with all the effort you've put into Nina these years, are you just going to let it go to waste?"

Charlie didn't understand. "What do you mean, Mom?"

"I mean, even if you divorce, we can't let Nina benefit from it." Deborah's calculating nature was on full display.

Charlie sneered, "Don't worry. All these years, I've controlled the family finances. Since Nina started preparing for pregnancy, all the money has been with me. She doesn't have a dime."

"Oh, silly boy, that's not what I meant!"

"If not that, then what?"

Deborah clapped her hands, "I mean Isabella!"

Charlie immediately understood and waved off Deborah's idea. "Mom, forget about Isabella and Raymond!"

"Why not? Raymond likes Isabella. Even if you divorce Nina, you must secure Isabella for me!"

Charlie rolled his eyes and said, "Isabella is with Sebastian now. Even if I wanted to do something, I wouldn't dare. Mom, don't worry. Raymond will find a good girl. And after I divorce Nina, I'll bring you a better daughter-in-law. I have to get back to the office now."

With that, Charlie drove off.

Deborah seemed to have more to say, chasing the car for forty feet.

As they left, a black Hummer parked by the roadside lowered its window.

Two people were inside.

Michael, wearing sunglasses, spat, "Richard, can you believe there are such evil people in the world? The mother and the son are both equally vicious."

Richard, sitting in the passenger seat, lazily lifted his eyes. "Isn't that better?"

Michael nodded. "Yeah. The more evil they are, the more blocked their path is. Once Charlie's path is blocked, you'll have a chance to get close to Nina, Richard, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he got a knock on his head.

Michael clutched his forehead. "Richard, go easy on me."

Richard had already gotten out of the car, slamming the door. "If you say that again, I'll knock your head off!"

"Yes, yes." Michael leaned on the window, speaking in a slick tone, "Next time, I'll call her sister-in-law."

Seeing Richard raise his hand again, Michael quickly retracted his head.

Richard raised an eyebrow. "You follow Charlie and see where he goes."

Michael stuck his head out again, "What about you?"

Richard looked around and said indifferently, "I'll just wander around."

He walked into the inpatient department, and behind him came Michael's voice. "Richard, lying will get you struck by lightning!"

Richard stepped into the elevator, a smile tugging at his face.

'I did have been struck before. But it wasn't by lightning but by a knife!' Richard thought.