Winning Her Heart Back (Emelie Hoven )
Chapter 446

Chapter 446 Won't Stop You From Divorcing Her

After be hung up the phone, Elias was about to leave when someone called out to him "las.

Ellas wanted to hide the situation from her, so he suppressed his feelings before turning to look at his mother.

Henonchalantly responded, "Hi, Mom"

she asked, discontented, "Your grandmother hasn't dismissed you yet, where are you going?"

Elias sported a black hoodie and had backed his hands into his pockets.

Despite his casual appearance, his tone was tense. "Dinner's over, and you guys can keep Grandma company. There's nothing for me to do here."

His mother annoyedly replied, "Your father's mistresses and their hastard sons are all keeping Grandma company. If you leave now, her impression of you will only get worse.

Ellas's father had a wife and two mistresses, and both of those mistresses had a son.

The situation was quite strange. Elias's parents' marriage was abusiness alliance, so it was somewhat understandable that his father preferred the women he found himself over the wife arranged by his parents.

However, even his grandmother preferred those mistresses and their sons over Elias and his mother.

If not for that, Elias's mother wouldn't have forced him to marry Ashley in hopes of securing her immense inheritance as leverage to improve their position in the Undvike family.

Elias scoffed

He never paid too much attention to his family's drama.

"So what if she doesn't like me? I can't change her opinion by chatting with her. There's no need for you to be so nervous. After all, you're the official wife in our family.

If Dad dares to divorce you, you ask my wife to sue him for half of his shares in the Undvike family, and he'll end up begging you to take him back" he said.

It would be a legendary high-profile divorce case in the share market

Hearing this, his mother relaxed and snorted. "He wouldn't dare divorce me."

"Well then." Elias had neither the time nor the intention to continue this conversation, waving his hand and turning to leave. "I have things to do, so I'm leaving She was unable to stop him, so she could only glare at his departing figure

Suddenly, a thought came to her, and she grabbed him.

"Speaking of your wide, Ashley didn't even visit us during the New Year. That crossed the line. Your father's mistress used this against me the other day

"I know you don't like Ashley, but she holds a huge inheritance. Just endure a bit longer, gather premant quickly, and secure the inheritance. When the time comes, I won't stop you from divorcing her," his mother said.

All Elias could hear was "I know you don't like Ashley".

His mother truly didn't understand him. If he wasn't willing to, he wouldn't have obeyed her instructions to marry Ashley.

Hecast a glance and decided that he didn't have time to argue with her.

After he grunted at her, be gut in his car and drove away, not even thinking about getting Ashley pregnant or getting her inheritance.

He floored the accelerator and left the fendly mansion.

His expression turned story. He drove past the speed limit and rushed to the Craton Hotel

His rational side told him that Ashley would never revisit her old dame, given her character and the fact that Beathan had cheated on her multiple times.

On top of that, she despised him so much that she could barely tolerate him. So how could she possibly rekindle her old flame with him?

However, the image of them entering the hotel together filled him with rage.

She knew he disliked Beathan, yet she had the audacity to meet him privately without avoiding suspicion.

Additionally, she hadn't been responsive to Elias, het kwful husband. Despite the many messages he had sent her during the New Year, she hadn't replied to a single one.

it seemed that her seven-year relationship with Beathan made things different.

Using his exceptional skills, the paparazzo had pinpointed their exact room number. Hence, Elias went straight to room number 11 30 without hesitation and pounded on the door forcefully. It was this barrage of knocks that woke Ashleyup.

She was attacked by an excruciating headache, so she let out a low groan, frowning.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying on a hotel bed, and the clothes on her had been replaced with the hotel bathrobe.

She was falling to understand what was happening, and she groggily turned her around to see Beathan at the window.

He was cladded in the same bathrobe, holding a glass of wine in hand as he shot her a small smile.

"You're awake, Ashley? You were drunk," he said.

Ashley sat up straight instantly, shocked.

As she recalled the moments before she lost consciousness, her expression and voice turned cold. "How dare you drag me, Mr. Collins."