Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 518

“What have I done? I’m such an idiot.” Annette slapped herself, hard, the sound echoing in the quiet room. Only now, with everything falling apart around her, did she finally see just how badly she’d messed up in the past.

She’d finally woken up to the truth, but all she could do was blame herself for realizing it too late.

“I always thought I’d get another chance. I kept thinking there was still time…” She stared at the floor, voice shaking. “But now, Conrad was really gone. There aren’t any chances left, are there? There’s no more time. None at all… it’s over.”

Her eyes were red and swollen from crying. Wiona watched her in silence, letting out a long, tired sigh inside. This whole disaster seemed to have forced her mother-in-law to face all the problems she’d been avoiding with Conrad. Maybe, just maybe, if Conrad ever came back, the two of them might finally have a real conversation. It was a crazy plan, but maybe that was exactly what their relationship needed.

Just then, Korey walked in, leading the Sullivan Group’s legal team. “Mrs. Sullivan, Madam,” he greeted softly. “We’re so sorry for your loss.”

The man at the front was middle-aged, wearing glasses and a calm, unreadable expression. He introduced himself as Mr. Meraz and got straight to the point. “The late CEO requested his will be read at his funeral, should anything unexpected happen. So, we’ll see you then.”

He spoke without emotion, then turned and left with the rest of the team.

Wiona glanced at Annette. “Mom, looks like Conrad had everything planned out from the start. He must have known something like this could happen. Devin will have a hard time trying to take over. For now, let’s just focus on Conrad’s funeral. Let’s say goodbye the right way.”

She lowered her head, pretending to wipe away her tears. Sorry, she thought silently. You’re hurting so much, but I can’t tell you the truth. This is all part of your son’s plan.

Watching Annette’s raw grief, Wiona wondered if this was exactly the reaction Conrad had wanted. She would never have been able to pull off this performance on her own. Playing the grieving widow was harder than she’d imagined. She could only hope Conrad’s plan would be over soon.

The Sullivan family cemetery was behind Hawthorne Hall, up in the hills. Wiona had never even known it was there. She’d heard the family had buried relatives there for nearly a hundred years—everyone except Conrad’s grandmother. When Jonathan, Conrad’s father, died suddenly, his mother had passed away a few days later, overseas. The family never brought her ashes back, just buried her in a regular cemetery in France. Rumor had it, Conrad, who was only seventeen back then, made that decision himself. And now, it was ‘Conrad’ who would be buried here.

A path wound through the back garden to a heavy iron gate. Beyond it, a narrow lane twisted for about two hundred meters before dropping down a steep cliff. Following that path led straight to the Sullivan family’s ancestral graves.

Wiona didn’t feel scared as she walked there. The cemetery was well-kept, no weeds or wild grass, nothing creepy or cold about it. Korey’s team had already opened the grave.

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