Chapter 792

“You and your wife? If you really saw Wilma as your wife, you wouldn’t have been so merciless toward

her, nor would you have killed your own child.” Ms. Lineker had been anticipating the arrival of the

baby, but he killed it.

“What?” Phineas blurted out, baffled.

All I did was hit Wilma. How did things turn out this way? I just don’t like how she’s always

micromanaging everything.

Phineas did not have much savings, so the only reason he married Wilma was because she had

enough savings for him to live a luxurious life.

In no time, Sophie and Tristan brought the bruise-covered Phineas to Wilma. The only thought in

Wilma’s mind when she saw him was how she wanted to kill him.

She never thought that the usually-mild-mannered man was a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

“Wilma, I didn’t mean it. You know how I was drunk. Please forgive me! We can have another child as

long as you give me another chance. We really can,” Phineas muttered as he crawled to the side of

Wilma’s bed. Seemingly having reverted back to his mild-mannered ways, Phineas uttered, “Wilma, are

you in pain? Tell me where you’re hurting.”

Unfortunately, Wilma would no longer believe him.

When it came to domestic violence, once would bring twice, and twice would bring infinity.

“Phineas, let’s get a divorce,” she said resolutely. She had been blind to have fallen for an animal like

him.

However, Phineas shook his head vigorously.

“No, I don’t want to get a divorce from you. I love you! I was only drunk that day. Trust me. I really,

really love you. I wouldn’t have married you otherwise, right?” Phineas rejected.

If he got a divorce from Wilma, he would have nothing left, and that was not something he was going to

let happen.

“Phineas, it’s pointless to continue this. I’m no longer into you, and I don’t think we can continue living

together. Let’s spare each other the misery. I won’t hold you accountable for this. I just want a divorce

from you.”

Nothing matters anymore. I just want a divorce from him. As it turns out, I’m not suitable for love. All I

wanted was a family, but this is how things turned out.

“No, I won’t get a divorce from you,” Phineas persisted before kneeling on the ground. “I’ll never get a

divorce from you. Never! I know I’ve done wrong now.”

“Ms. Lineker, don’t believe in his words. People like him will never change; he’ll do the same in the

future,” Wendy said. She felt bad for Wilma—for the elegant woman to encounter something horrible

like this.

“Wendy, how can you persuade us to get a divorce? What nefarious plans are you up to?” Phineas

questioned.

Wendy retorted, “Men like you should be executed. I can’t believe you dared to hit a woman. You’re

shameless! Why don’t you pick a fight with gangsters instead? Do you not have the guts to do that? Do

you think you’re really powerful after hitting your wife instead?”

Wendy despised men like Phineas, and she looked down on them.

Sophie and Tristan were silent at the side. However, as long as it was Wilma’s wish, they would make

the divorce happen.

“Ms. Lineker, we just need you to come to a decision. Whether or not he agrees to it doesn’t matter

because I’ll settle that myself,” Sophie uttered.

They had a thousand and one ways to fulfill Wilma’s wish, after all.

Wilma nodded.

“Ms. Sophie, I know it’s the holiday season, but thank you. I want to get a divorce from him. I no longer

have any trust in him.”

Once was more than enough. Losing her baby had given her the chance to see the man’s true nature.

Phineas shook his head again.

“Wilma, it really was a moment of foolishness! Please don’t do this. Even though we’ve lost this baby,

we can have another!”

Alas, the man was nothing but a pretentious individual to Wilma now.

“I’m tired. Leave. Once the holiday season is over, we’re going to get the divorce,” Wilma said to him.

They did not share many financial assets, and now that there was no child involved in the marriage,

getting a divorce would be easy.

“Wilma, are you really not going to forgive me? Have you forgotten about the sweet moments we used

to have?” Phineas cried out, not willing to admit defeat so easily.

Wilma was rich, and he could live off her. He was afraid that he would not be able to find a woman as

gullible as Wilma after leaving her.

Wilma turned her head away from him.

“Ms. Sophie, I’m tired. Please ask him to leave.” Wilma knew that Phineas would not heed any words

she said, but it was a different matter if Sophie and the others were the ones doing the talking.

She knew Phineas was afraid of Sophie and Tristan.

“Leave, Phineas. Don’t come here and disturb Ms. Lineker these few days. If I find out that you’re here,

I’m going to incapacitate you.”

Sophie would genuinely follow through with her words.

After the holiday season, they were going to have their divorce. It was not that Sophie and Tristan were

incapable of making the divorce happen right away, but that Sophie wanted Wilma to rest for a while

after losing her baby first.

Phineas parted his lips to speak, but when he caught sight of Sophie and Tristan’s gaze, he ran his

hand over his face.

“Wilma, rest well. I’ll come and visit you in a few days’ time. I hope you’ll take this time to think about

whether or not you really want a divorce from me. Can we not salvage our relationship?”

We’re not at that irreparable stage yet, right? We only had a fight. Which couple never fought?

However, Wilma spared him no words. She was well and truly disappointed.

It turned out that marriage was not for her.

Once Phineas was gone, Wendy turned back to Wilma. Her heart ached to see the latter in that state.

“Ms. Lineker, are you okay? Don’t be too sad. You’ll find a man who’ll truly love you in the future. You

were just unlucky to bump into someone like him.”

Initially, they had all believed that Phineas was a suitable partner for Wilma and that she had finally

found her happiness. However, with the recent events, they were left questioning whether they were

bad at judging people’s character or if Phineas was just too skilled at hiding his true nature.

“Mm, I know. Ms. Sophie, Mr. Tristan, thank you.” Wilma knew that Phineas was all bruised over

because Sophie and Tristan had beat him up to avenge her. “Ms. Sophie, I’ve come to the realization

that Phineas is nothing but a thug. I’m concerned that he might seek revenge on you after the beating

he got today,” Wilma said, worried that the nice Sophie would be caught up in trouble.

“Ms. Lineker, you don’t need to worry about anything; you just need to rest well in the hospital. Once

you recover, we’ll work on the divorce procedures.”

“Will this really work? I don’t think he’ll agree to it so easily.”

“I’ll make him agree to it. Be at ease about this and focus on recovering.” This is just a trivial matter. If I

can’t even deal with a minor character like Phineas, how am I even surviving in Jipsdale?