After Divorce , The True Heiress Escaped Chapter 29 " Shut up ! " Alexander snapped , not wanting to talk to her and risk getting even angrier . Monica was feeling pretty lousy , so she decided to stop arguing with him . She found it kind of ironic . Before the divorce , if he had just looked at her more , sat down for a meal , held her hand , kissed her , or been a bit gentle , she would've been over the moon for days . But now , she had finally given up and just wanted to keep her distance , yet he kept showing up in her life every few days . She had no clue what was going on in his head and gave a bitter smile . Alexander noticed her silence and glanced down at her . She was a lot more tolerable when she was quiet . He tightened his grip around her . He carried her into patient room 1915 and gently placed her on the bed . This time , he was much softer than before . Monica's attitude softened a bit , and she said coldly , " Mr. Smith , thanks . I owe you one , and I'll make sure to return the favor . " Hearing her indifferent and distant tone , Alexander's face darkened . " Forget it , you're just a small project manager ; what can you do for me ? Get some rest ! " He couldn't be nice to her ; he might as well have just tossed her onto the bed . With that , he stormed out . Monica was speechless , not knowing what he was mad about this time .. She didn't bother thinking about him anymore . Soon , a nurse came to give her an IV . When she was half - asleep , her kids called her on a video call . She realized it was already past eight in the evening . Not wanting the kids to know she was sick and in the hospital , she quickly sat up , tidied herself up , and answered the call . Two cute little heads appeared on the screen . 1/4 Chapter 29 Sophia asked , " Mommy , why aren't you home yet ? Are you at the hospital ? " William had the same question . " Mommy , what's wrong ? Are you sick ? " " No , Mommy is at Evelyn's place , " Monica said . " Is Mr. Thomas's condition getting worse ? " " He's doing okay . Mommy is just here discussing his surgery time with the doctors . I'll be home a bit later . You two be good and go to bed early , okay ? " " Okay , we won't be naughty , Mommy , don't work too hard , " Sophia said sweetly . " Okay , " Monica responded gently . Just seeing her two adorable kids made all the day's unpleasantness disappear . William and Sophia reluctantly ended the call . Monica was about to put down her phone when Evelyn called . " Evelyn , what's up ? " Monica answered . " What ? Didn't you ask me to come to the hospital ? I've been waiting for your call . What's going on over there ? " " Sorry , I forgot . Monica tapped her forehead with her phone and said , " Room 1915 , I'll talk to you then . " Wait there , I'm coming over now . " Evelyn hung up and arrived a few minutes later , carrying a bowl of soup . " How did you know I was hungry ? " Monica smiled at her . " Tell me , what happened ? How did you end up in the hospital ? " " Anger , " Monica said while eating the soup . " Who made you angry ? Alexander ? " " Layla . " " Layla ? " Evelyn was momentarily confused . " Who ? " Monica paused , wanting to say her mom , but swallowed the words and said , " Stella's mom . " " You mean your biological mother ? " 2/4 Chapter 29 " Yeah , " Monica responded lightly . " What did she want ? " " She told me to stay away from Alexander and not to mess up her precious daughter's relationship with him . " " No way ! " Evelyn was incredulous . " How can there be such a mother in the world ? Is she really your mom ? " Monica smiled . " I used to wonder the same thing . Why is she better to her fake daughter than to her real one ? So , I took her hair and mine for a DNA test , and it turned out she really is . " Back then , she couldn't understand why Layla hated her so much . But after all It didn't matter anymore . these years , she had let it go Evelyn looked at her with pity , not knowing what kind of pain she had gone through to be able to smile so nonchalantly while saying such things . The more Evelyn thought about it , the more heartbroken she felt . Angrily , she said , " Such a person doesn't deserve to be a mother . Didn't you curse her out ? " " I did . I even hit her . I guess she won't dare to bother me again . " " Good for you ! " Evelyn sat next to her , put an arm around her shoulder , and comforted her , " Forget it . She will face consequences eventually . " " It's okay . I don't care anymore . It's just that this kind of thing is pretty disgusting , Monica said with a smile , scooping a spoonful of soup and feeding it to Evelyn , who opened her mouth and ate it . They chatted for a while , discussed Ryder's condition , and set a surgery date . By the time Monica finished her treatment and got home , it was already eleven at night . After checking on the kids , she went to her room to wash up and sleep . The next day , she didn't go to the hospital but went straight to work . At the hospital . Alexander had been by Amelia's side , watching her condition stabilize and her fever subside . He felt much more at ease . He walked out of the room and lit a cigarette in the hallway , but his eyes kept glancing at room 1915 , the door tightly closed . He frowned . It seemed Monica didn't have many friends ; no one came to visit her . 3/4 Chapter 29 Just then , Joseph arrived with carefully prepared food from the Smith family chef . Seeing Alexander staring at a room , he asked , " Mr. Smith , what are you looking at ? " " Nothing . " Alexander went back into the room . Joseph followed , taking out the food . Alexander didn't eat . " Mr. Smith , aren't you eating ? " Joseph asked . " I'm not hungry . " He took his portion and handed it to Joseph . " Take this to room 1915. " " Room 1915 ? " Joseph was puzzled and reminded him , " Mr. Alexander Smith , did you get the room number wrong ? Mr. Preston Smith isn't in that room . " " Did I say it was for him ? " Alexander glared at him impatiently . " Monica is there . " " Mommy ? " Daniel blurted out . " Is Mommy in the hospital ? What's wrong with her ? " Chapter Comments