Besides, Mr. Weiss was divorcing the woman, so the servants were naturally contemptuous of Kyla.
Some would even deliberately make things difficult for her.
Kyla instantly asked no more questions after hearing that.
She was aware of the servantsâ attitude toward her, and she knew she would not succeed in getting medicine from Shana Nicholls.
Kyla limped out of the mansion while holding her phone.
At the intersection, she hailed a taxi and went to the nearby drugstore. After buying the medicine, she was about to leave when a car stopped in front of her.
âMiss Corbyn, Old Madam wants to see you,â somebody got out of the car and spoke respectfully to her.
Kylaâs heart sank instantly. She already knew that she would meet Martin Weissâs mother again sooner or later when she came to L City.
She had promised Mrs. Weiss to separate from Martin Weiss, but she now came to L City voluntarily and refused to sign the divorce papers. How could Mrs. Weiss not know about this?
Kyla got into the car and arrived at the Weiss familyâs mansion.
When she limped after the servant into the Weiss familyâs living room, Mrs. Weiss looked at her walking posture and said indifferently, âMiss Corbyn, youâre wounded.ââ
âI sprained my ankle, but itâll be alright in a few days,â said Kyla.
Mrs. Weiss said indifferently, âSome injuries can heal in a few days, but some injuries arenât that simple. They canât be healed in a few days.â
Kyla was silent for a moment before saying, âIâm sorry. I know Martin donated his liver a second time for me. Iâ¦â
âIt was his choice, and you have nothing to apologize for!â
âMrs. Weiss picked up the teacup in front of her, took a sip from it, and said, âIâm not going to blame you for this. After all, as a mother, I understand that you wanted to give birth to the baby in your belly. The child also carries the Weiss familyâs blood and is Martinâs child. You risked your life for the baby, and he sacrificed his health to save you.
Itâs hard to say whoâs right or wrong.â
Mrs. Weiss paused as she said that. Her eyes suddenly turned sharply to Kyla. âI just want to ask if you remember what you promised me, Miss Corbyn?â
Kyla stiffened. It was still this question after all.
âI meant it when I agreed to it, and I did try to keep my promise. Itâs just that⦠I didnât realize Iâd end up dragging Martin down.â
âWhy wonât you get a divorce when you know youâre dragging him down? As far as I know, Martin has asked the lawyer to talk to you about the divorce.â
Kyla clenched her teeth. âItâs because I love Martin. Back then, I was afraid that I loved him too little and would not have much time left to live when my liver failed after giving birth. Thatâs why I wanted to separate from him. But now⦠Iâd like to be with him if heâs still willing to love me!â
âYou love him?â Mrs. Weiss suddenly rubbed her temples as if she had a headache. âYouâve never loved him after all these years, but youâre suddenly saying that you love him. Miss Corbyn, what on earth are you thinking? You know Martin doesnât have feelings for you anymore, donât you?â
âI know he doesnât have any feelings for me, but I want to fight for it anyway. Three months. I only need three months. I told him that Iâll sign the divorce papers if he still insists on divorcing after three months.
I wonât waste any more time,â
said Kyla.
Mrs. Weiss put down the teacup in her hand. âAre you are you really going to sign the papers after three months?â
âIf he doesnât love me after three months, Iâll sign the papers without causing any more trouble. But if heâs still willing to love me and have a family with me after three months, I hope you can accept a⦠mediocre daughter-in-law like me, Aunt.â