Blizzard, First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 307

“I’d like to see just how disrespectful you can be.”

Old Mrs. Blackwell was acting like a child. “Are you going to throw me out into the snow, or lock me up in the old Blackwell estate?”

Isabel glanced outside. It had started to snow. Just in time for Christmas.

Edmund had asked her if it would snow in Westbridge for Christmas. Her press conference had been scheduled right around this time. She’d told him to look forward to it, that if it snowed heavily, she would build a snowman with him.

And here she was.

Thinking of this, she looked for her phone, only to realize she didn’t have her purse. She had taken off her coat in the warm room.

She had no way to let Edmund know.

“What are you looking for, Mommy?” Oliver came closer. “I can help you look, but please don’t leave our home. Can you celebrate the holidays with me?”

The holidays were next month. The last time, Isabel had wanted to get the divorce before the new year. After all this time, another year had passed. Adrian’s birthday was also during that period. But unlike before, she no longer looked forward to it, no longer made preparations.

She ignored Oliver and tried to help old Mrs. Blackwell up.

“Grandma, this won’t work.”

Adrian was determined not to divorce. Old Mrs. Blackwell couldn’t possibly die here. “Please get up first.”

Old Mrs. Blackwell refused to move.

Adrian went to help her up himself, intending to take her back to the family estate.

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