Chapter 806 I Don't Want to Be Alone in the Ward with Kelvin
When Nicole found out that Debra was Brent's mistress, she had her suspicions.
But they were just suspicions.
She never expected it was really Debra!
"Debra admitted it herself," Penelope said. "She kept this secret for so long, but finally confessed under my pressure."
"She... she really has a vicious heart!"
Nicole was trembling with anger, unable to calm down for a long time.
"I raised her daughter for over twenty years, giving my all, and even at the last moment, I was still being used by Isabella. And her! She kidnapped my daughter and swapped her with her own!"
Penelope quickly patted her back. "Mom, don't get worked up. It's not worth it for someone like Debra..."
"She already had Brent's affection and even gave birth to his daughter. She got everything she wanted, so what more did she want? If she had the guts, she should have come to me directly. I could have given her the position as Brent's wife! Why did she have to target you?"
"Mom," Penelope asked, "do you still want to be Brent's wife?"
"Of course not! I want to divorce Brent! If he refuses, I'll sue him and even go to court. I'd even sue Debra! What she did is unforgivable!"
Penelope had been waiting for this moment!
"He agreed to the divorce. This afternoon at the courthouse, we'll finalize the divorce." Penelope said, "Mom, I agreed on your behalf. So..."
She glanced at the time.
It was exactly 2 PM.
The city hall was open.
"You need to go there now," Penelope bit her lip, "and get this divorce done as soon as possible."
Nicole was surprised it was happening so quickly, but she quickly regained her composure and nodded. "Alright!"
She had wanted this divorce for a long time.
"From now on, you and Brent will have no connection. Mom, he chose to leave everything behind and be with Debra, leaving LA together. He doesn't want anything. You shouldn't be sad for him, and definitely don't shed any tears."
Penelope was still worried. After nearly thirty years of marriage, suddenly cutting ties might be hard for her mom to adjust to.
So she emphasized that Brent chose Debra.
Nicole laughed self-deprecatingly.
"I've held the position of his wife for so long, thinking that apart from your disappearance, my life was perfect. My husband was diligent and ambitious, managing the company, and my daughter was obedient and virtuous, marrying into a good family."
"But it turns out, it was all fake, an illusion. I was just a fool being deceived."
"Divorce it is. I have no attachment to Brent. I've long since stopped wanting the title of Mrs. Mitchell. I don't want anyone to call me Mrs. Mitchell anymore. I am me, I am Nicole."
"I am the daughter of the Sun family, your mother, and the grandmother of Sam and Lucy."
Penelope nodded. "Yes, that's right. Mom, you are yourself first, and then all those other roles. As your daughter, my biggest wish is for you to be happy."
Nicole patted her hand. "Let's not talk about this anymore. I'll go get the divorce first!"
Nicole, born into a prestigious family, always spoke and acted with decorum and etiquette. But now, she suddenly blurted out "damn title," which made Penelope pause for a moment before bursting into laughter.
"Mom, I didn't know you had this side to you."
"Why can't I let off some steam?"
"Of course you can," Penelope quickly agreed. "Go ahead, Mom. You'll be free from him soon!"
Nicole nodded. "Yes, after being called Mrs. Mitchell for so many years, I can finally be myself again. Bearing his surname, managing this household, and in the end..."
Divorce was the conclusion, and her husband chose the other woman!
"Mom, you have me."
Nicole touched her head. "I have you and my grandchildren. I'm already very content. God has treated me well."
After that, Nicole picked up her bag and checked her documents. "I'll head over now," she said.
"Should I go with you?"
"No need. You stay here and take care of Sam."
"Kelvin is here," Penelope said. "I can leave."
Nicole scolded, "Men don't know how to take care of children, and those two don't seem to get along well. You should stay. Sam's injury is still healing and needs careful attention."
She walked out.
Sam saw her and quickly called out, "Grandma, where are you going? Are you leaving already? Can't you stay with me a bit longer?"
"Grandma has some things to take care of." Nicole smiled broadly at her grandson's clinginess. "I'll be back to keep you company."
"Okay, Grandma, come back soon. I'll miss you! Love you!"
Kelvin glanced at him. 'Childish. Saying such mushy things.'
But Nicole loved it. "Alright, alright, my sweet grandson."
Sam looked reluctant, watching Nicole leave.
"Mom, it's a good thing you didn't go," Sam sighed in relief. "If you left me alone with Kelvin again, I'd go crazy!"
Kelvin pursed his lips. "I haven't said I'd go crazy, but you already are?"
Penelope looked at the father and son. "What happened between you two?"
"He doesn't know how to take care of people," Sam said. "He's clumsy, impatient, and always has a blank face, which seriously affects my mood. When my mood is bad, it affects my recovery. Slow recovery affects my mood..."
Penelope was speechless.
Kelvin was speechless.
"Anyway, I don't want to be alone in the room with Kelvin," Sam said. "Or I'll protest! I'll call Grandpa and tell him you don't care about me!"
Penelope curiously asked Kelvin, "When I went to pick up Lucy, what happened between you two in the room?"
Kelvin pressed his brow heavily.
"I carried him to the bathroom," Kelvin said. "No matter what he wanted, I couldn't go against his wish."
He endured it.
After all, he was his biological son.
But Sam was still dissatisfied? Giving a bad review?
Penelope laughed. "You, such a famous person, had a day where you had to serve your son in the bathroom... Was it pee or poop?"
Kelvin's face darkened. "Both."
She laughed so hard she couldn't straighten up.
She couldn't imagine that scene.
Kelvin, always pampered, with everything at work done by others, only needing to make decisions.
In life, he was even more pampered, with everything done for him.
Who would have thought he'd have a day like this!
"You think being a parent is easy? You think the word 'dad' sounds sweet?" Penelope laughed, her eyes crinkling. "This is nothing. If he were younger, you'd have to change his diapers every day."
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