Chapter 281

After saying good night to Martha, Jennifer sat on the bed, hugging her knees. Slowly, a sense of peace washed over her.

She calmly thought about it and concluded that this was for the best.

Maxwell seemed to detest her more with each passing day. It was only a matter of time before he could not take it anymore and would ask for a divorce.

As long as they were divorced, Rachel would spare Zion.

With that in mind, Jennifer felt that everything she was enduring now would be worth it.

Right then, Bridget's voice rang out from upstairs.

"Hey! Mr. Lance, you're naughty!"

"Be gentle, Mr. Lance!"

Her shrieks were loud. It was as if she wanted to wake everyone in the villa up.

A sharp pang shot through Jennifer's heart. She immediately pressed her hands over her ears to drown out the noise.

She repeatedly told herself that it would not matter who Maxwell ended up with once she divorced him.

Jennifer had to get used to such a life. Maxwell was not hers anymore.

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Meanwhile,