Chapter 200
That afternoon, Kingsley went straight back to his residence.
This trip wasn’t for work or meetings; it was solely to catch up on sleep. The accumulated fatigue dragged him into a deep slumber the moment he touched the bed. When he woke up, more than two hours had passed, his dreams interrupted by a phone call.
He squinted at the screen. The word “Grandmother” was clearly visible.
Sliding his finger to answer, his voice still held the gravel of sleep. “Is something wrong p>
“How could everything be fine? Your mother just smashed things in the house p>
Old Mrs. Sherwood’s voice sank, getting straight to the point. “She called you, didn’t she p>
Kingsley sat up, leaning his back against the headboard, his tone flat. “Yes. She said divorce is fine, but not a penny less of the property division p>
Finally, a light scoff escaped his throat, carrying a hint of mockery. “After all these years, how did she suddenly decide to go through with the divorce p>
“Probably incited by someone. You know her capabilities—or lack thereof,” Old Mrs. Sherwood sighed, her tone softening. “We have to give the assets that are due. Your father has no property in his name, so take it from mine. In life, one must not lose their conscience p>
“I didn’t say I wouldn’t give it,” Kingsley said calmly, a flicker of understanding passing through his eyes. “I’m just afraid that even if she takes the money, she won’t have the skill to keep it. With her temperament… her mind is too simple p>
” giving it is our duty; whether she can keep it is her business,” Old Mrs. Sherwood said firmly. “When your father gets back, let the lawyers go directly to the house to handle it p>
“Understood.” Kingsley pinched the bridge of his nose, accepting the task.
The old lady on the other end seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, her tone becoming gentler. “The divorce is a release for you, too. You won’t have to deal with her anymore. Let her go p>
She paused, realizing something. “Were you sleeping? It should be afternoon in Switzerland, right p>
“Tired. Resting a bit,” Kingsley said, his voice laced with nonchalance.
“Mm, take care of yourself,” the old lady nagged briefly before shifting the topic with
a probing tone. “Do you… have any progress p>
Kingsley rubbed his brow, a trace of headache entering his voice. “No p>
“It’s normal for Lucy to ignore you.
You were a scoundrel back then, lying to everyone.” The old lady didn’t hold back, instead offering a suggestion. “If you really have Ro experience, go sign up for a courting Course or something stop fumbling around blindly p>
Kingsley laughed, sounding slightly helpless. “Are you caring for me, or are you here to stab me in the heart p>
The old lady laughed without
speaking then sighed after a
moment. “Oh dear, the Sherwood
family is going to have three
bachelors in the future. It’s
Worrying
After a few more nagging reminders about his health, she hung up.
Kingsley got up and went straight to the study. He woke his computer with a tap on
the keyboard. As the screen lit up, a pending file sent by Shane popped up.
He focused on reviewing it page by page leaving his sharp signature in the designated field. Only after the
läst document was processed did he click on the search bar.
The cursor blinked. His fingers paused, then finally typed out a few words: How to win my ex-wife back?
The search results sprawled out instantly-
1. Calmly review the root causes of the divorce and identify your core mistakes.
2. Rebuild the connection as a “friend”; do not mention reconciliation in the early stages.
The last item read clearly: Prove change through actions, not verbal promises. Kingsley stared at the screen in silence for a moment, then tapped the exit key. Most of these suggestions were impractical for him.
He frowned in deep thought: Approach as a “friend”? But Lucy wouldn’t even give him a chance to speak.
Just as he was stuck in a deadlock, his phone vibrated. A message from Thurston popped up: [In Switzerland p>
Kingsley’s fingers flew: [Yeah. Something up p>
The reply came instantly, teasing: [Really planning to go back to your ex? Turned over a new leaf p>