Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife-Chapter 879 - 549: Henry Sullivan’s Madness

After Ivy finished speaking, Henry Sullivan on the other end of the line remained silent.

In her heart, she actually felt very sorry for him, because she clearly knew how much pain he was in at this moment.

"Ivy."

He suddenly spoke out, and Ivy nodded: "Mm."

"I really don’t want to divorce you. We’re not separating because we don’t love each other anymore, which is what I can’t accept.

I know, I’m sorry, I’ve hurt and wronged you just like I did Isla.

But can you give me a few more months?

Just a few months, if by then I still can’t change the current situation, then I’ll willingly divorce you and give you your freedom."

Ivy bit her lip: "I’ve been with you for over two years and couldn’t change your parents, so what can a few more months do?

It will just make your mom think I’m threatening you, and I don’t want her to look down on my family anymore.

Sorry, I can’t even give you a few months, I will have someone send you the divorce papers tomorrow.

Uncle, take good care of yourself, don’t wrong yourself.

Sorry, I can no longer keep my promise, I’ll take care of our child first, okay?"

Henry Sullivan didn’t respond, but Ivy knew he wouldn’t fight her for the child.

Ivy bit her lip and exhaled: "Uncle, whenever you want to see the child, you can come anytime, I won’t affect you loving your daughter. Now... I have to go in and take care of her."

Henry still said nothing, and Ivy directly hung up the phone.

Hearing the beeping sound from the other end, Henry Sullivan gave a self-mocking smile.

He sat stupidly at his desk for half an hour, and finally typed up a form, a resignation application.

In the evening, when Damian Sullivan and Nathan Rhodes got home, they found Henry drunk and breaking everything he could smash in the house.

Now, the entire house staff was cleaning up the mess, while he snored away in his room.

Damian and Nathan opened the door to his bedroom, and the smell of alcohol hit them. Damian approached and pulled him up: "Henry, what are you doing."

Nathan pulled Damian back: "Alright, the kid finally came home, let him sleep for a bit."

"Look at what he’s turned this house into, if he’s back just to mess with us, he might as well not have come back."

Henry let out a drunk hiccup, stood up swaying, rolling his eyes in a nonchalant manner: "Oh, look, my meddling parents are back.

Mom, come on, starting tomorrow, bring me whoever you want me to go on a blind date with.

I’ll sleep with one a day, if you’re not satisfied, I can go find some more to bring back from those places, how about that?"

Damian raised his hand and slapped Henry across the face: "You’re a soldier, what nonsense are you spewing."

"A soldier? Not for long, I," Henry laughed heartily, pointing at his own face: "I’ve already written the transfer application, from now on, I will no longer be a soldier of the country."

Damian was immediately furious, and Nathan stopped Damian, asking Henry: "Henry, Henry, tell Mom, why are you doing this, wasn’t being a lifelong soldier your dream?"

"Dream?" He plopped onto the bed, looking up at Nathan with sarcasm in his eyes: "In front of a mother who gave birth to me only to give me a lifetime of humiliation, what is a dream?

You didn’t like me being a soldier, right? Well, I won’t be one anymore.

Anyway, being someone who can’t even protect his own wife and child, I’m in no position to defend the country.

Director Rhodes, Mr. Sullivan, congratulations, you’ve raised a perfect loser.

Starting today, this loser plans to live the life I’m supposed to, a loser for life."

Damian frowned, gripping his collar: "What are you blabbering about, why on earth did you apply for a transfer?

What do you mean you can’t protect your wife and child, did something happen to Ivy?"

"Heh," Henry smiled bitterly, looking at Nathan: "You haven’t told your beloved man yet?

Fine, let me say it for you, Mr. Sullivan, your dear wife went to Ivy’s house today and fought with my mother-in-law.

Ivy was planning on divorcing me, and what did she do? She told Ivy not to threaten her with divorce.

If you’re going to divorce, then just hurry up.

Nathan, I just want to ask you, as a person, how can you do something so lacking in morality?

Ivy called me, not willing to give me even a few more months.

I just want to know, how happy would the two of you be if I died."

Nathan looked down, a bit guilty: "Henry, don’t be like this, I only fought with Paisley because I was provoked by her."

Damian pulled Nathan aside and pushed her onto the ground: "Nathan, what are you doing, aren’t you satisfied unless you tear this family apart and ruin my son?"

"I..." Nathan looked at Henry’s current state, also somewhat regretful, but what could she do after saying those words.

Damian turned to leave, but Nathan pulled him back and shouted: "Where are you going?"

"I’m going to our in-laws’ house to apologize in person."

"Don’t go, we can’t be entirely blamed for this, they’re the ones who brought up divorce first.

If they want to divorce, let them, who are they to scare us? 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Even without Ivy, my son can still find someone good."

Damian shook off her hand: "To say something like that, are you even human?"

Henry clapped his hands and laughed maniacally on the side, his current state even startled Damian.

Nathan stepped forward and held Henry’s hand: "Henry, you’re Mom’s good son, don’t scare Mom, listen to Mom, you have to pull yourself together.

Women, there are plenty in this world, why should you..."

Henry also shook her off, watching her fall to the ground, he didn’t move, just filled with tears.

"Every time I go to my in-laws’ house, my mother-in-law would prepare a big table of dishes to greet me.

In the two years I lived with Ivy, my in-laws knew exactly what I liked and disliked to eat.

Director Rhodes, Mr. Sullivan, I just want to ask you one question, do you know what your daughter-in-law likes to eat?"

Both stayed silent, and Henry laughed: "You don’t know, because you never considered Ivy family.

Compared to the grievances Ivy has suffered in our home, I feel undeserving of accepting my in-laws’ kindness.

This time, Ivy is adamant about divorcing me, I know she is truly heartbroken.

And what about me, I don’t even have the face to try and win her back.

I have a mother with no humanity, one who, for her own desires, wants to torment her son to death.

How do I have the right to let her continue coming back and suffer with me?

But still, knowing I have no right, my heart aches more than ever.

All these years, it was Ivy who brought me back to life, Ivy who is my hope to live on.

But now, you’ve extinguished even that little bit of hope.

Mr. Sullivan, I only ask one thing, after I die, don’t bury me in the Sullivan family’s ancestral tomb.

In my next life, I don’t want to be your son ever again."