Mr. CEO Your Wife Has Wanted a Divorce for a Long Time (by Zora Pradeep) novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142

Maggie said, “You can wait and see. If it really fits, working with him isn’t a bad iden.”

Johnny felt the same way.

However, this made it harder for him to try to make things difficult for Harry, leaving him with a feeling of frustration, with no outlet for his dissatisfaction.

Around 5 p.m., while Maggie was still busy, her phone suddenly rang.

Maggie looked at the screen.

It was another call from Isabella.

In the past few days, Isabella hadn’t called her.

Maggie didn’t answer and continued with her tasks.

Two days later, on Friday morning, not long after Maggie had gotten up, Isabella called again.

Maggie glanced at it, then put her phone down on the table and went into the kitchen to make breakfast.

Seeing that Maggie still didn’t answer, Isabella felt like throwing her phone out of frustration.

But in the end, she restrained herself.

Her eyes reddened slightly, and she lowered her head, eating her breakfast in small bites while speaking

to Franklin,

who was sitting across from her, “This is already the fourth time. Since last Saturday, I’ve called Mom four times, but she hasn’t picked up even once…”

Franklin said, “Then just wait a bit longer.”

She lost her appetite for breakfast: “What if Mom still doesn’t pick up?”

“Then just wait a bit longer. After some time, she’ll answer.”

Isabella listened, feeling a little better, and asked expectantly, “How long is ‘some time‘?”

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Franklin paused in his meal, then replied, “Within two weeks,”

Isabella’s mood dropped: “Two weeks? That’s still a long time!”

Franklin nodded: “Yes, it is a bit long.”

Isabella sighed: “…”

“But I want to go out this weekend. Aunty Julie still hasn’t recovered from her injuries and can’t come with me. Dad, will you come with me instead?”

Franklin seriously discussed it with her: “Dad has a lot to do on Saturday, but I’ll be free on Sunday. If you want to go out on Saturday, you can go with Uncle Harry and Daisy.”

Isabella nodded: “Okay.”

As long as she wasn’t going alone.

Franklin made a call to Harry, asking him to take Isabella for a day.

Harry agreed: “Sure.”

On Saturday, Harry took Isabella and Daisy to Disneyland.

Disneyland had many fun attractions.

However, no matter how interesting, magical, or thrilling the attractions were, Isabella seemed uninterested, unlike before when she would enjoy herself to the fullest.

She appeared somewhat preoccupied.

today?”

Isabella nodded: “Yeah, Dad said the same.”

while.”

Isabella nodded: “Okay,”

Although Harry hadn’t contacted Maggie recently, it wasn’t because Maggie was busy. He was just worried that the divorce would have a significant emotional impact on her.

Moreover, since she didn’t have custody of Isabella, he was concerned that asking her to spend time with Daisy might trigger painful emotions and make her mood even worse.

At around 5 p.m., after finishing his work, Franklin called Harry.

“Where are you now?”

Harry gave him the address, and Franklin drove over to join them.

“Dad!”

Although Harry had been very kind to her, Isabella was still happiest when she saw Franklin.

Franklin left his long coat in the car, didn’t bring it with him, and, dressed in a sharp suit, bent down to pick her up. He pinched her cheek lightly and said, “Did you have fun today with Uncle Harry and Daisy?”

Isabella was in a much better mood now.

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She nodded: “Yeah, it was fun!”

She refused to come down from Franklin’s arms.

He just carried her into the restaurant, and once they reached the private room, he set her down and said to Harry, “Thanks for taking care of her today.”

“It’s no trouble,” Harry replied. “They played by themselves most of the time, so I didn’t have to stay with them all the time. It was actually a bit easier.”

Seeing the two kids together, not paying attention to them, Harry looked at Franklin and asked, “I know the custody of Isabella is with you, but how did you both arrange her visitation rights?”

Franklin smiled when he heard this, understanding what Harry meant.

He said, “Do you think I’m not letting her come see the child?”