You, Me And Our Genus Twins

Chapter 229

"Dad..." Stephen looked at George in shock, unable to believe that his father, who had always loved him, would say such words.

George sighed heavily and walked toward the door.

Stephen was so flustered that his legs went limp, and he chased after him staggeringly. "Dad, I can explain..."

Ethan also chimed in to persuade his dad, "Dad, don't be angry with Stephen. He's just a little reckless. He said those words out of anger!"

However, George responded without looking back, "Words of anger are the truth... They are from the bottom of your heart... Hah."

His voice was cold. One could tell how heartbroken he was just by listening to his voice.

Stephen felt distressed as he shouted at George's back, "Dad, I really didn't mean it. I just... I just feel sorry for Mom. If you were to switch positions with her one day, I would have protected you the same way!"

Though George did not look back, his heart softened.

The reason his second son was still protecting Holly at this time could be regarded as the instinct of a child.

However, it was a pity that he could not distinguish between right and wrong.

If he were to stay with the Taylor Family, George was afraid that he would bring disaster to the family sooner or later.

Therefore, it was right to kick him out.

After leaving the restaurant, he did not head home straight away but looked for his lawyer.

Once he settled his things and returned home, Holly was lying on the bed scrolling through her phone.

Seeing that George had returned, she looked up at him and continued scrolling her phone while asking, "What did you talk about with your brother and sister? Why can't I join you?"

There was dissatisfaction in her voice.

Ever since her niece was taken away by the police at Wendel's Residence, she had silently hated Crystal, but George adored his little sister a lot, so she did not want to ruin her relationship with George for Crystal. Eventually, she endured it and made no comment.

Since only the two brothers and one sister of the Taylor Family were invited to tonight's dinner without allowing her to tag along, she could not help expressing her disdain and complaining.

George stared at her for a while before placing the divorce agreement beside her pillow, informing her, "Holly, let's get a divorce... I've asked the lawyer to draft the divorce agreement. You just have to sign it..."

Holly tapped her finger on the phone screen a few more times before she came back to her senses.

She looked up at George in disbelief, as if she was looking at a stranger. "What did you say, George?" "Dad..." Stephen looked at George in shock, unable to believe that his father, who had always loved him, would say such words.

"I said, let's get a divorce..." George looked into her eyes and emphasized it word for word.

"When I looked at you in the past, I saw a gentle and kind woman, but when I look at you now, I only see a hideous beast…"

Holly's face changed dramatically as she stared at him incredulously. "W-What's wrong with you? Are you possessed?"

"I am not possessed! The ugly and dirty things you've done in the past have been exposed," explained George.

"Do you remember the pregnant woman you pushed to the ground? Remember the young couple who were hit and killed by your brother? Their daughter is back for revenge!"

The lights in the room were dim. George's face was pale, and his voice was cold. Standing beside the bed, he said these words in an indifferent tone, making Holly shiver in fright.

The image of her brother's car running over the pregnant woman flashed in her mind...

She heard screams.

She could not help but look back.

Dark-red colored blood quickly spread out on the ground...

She shuddered in fright and quickly regained her composure, stammering, "W-What are you talking about? I don't know what you're getting at."

"Stop pretending," George uttered indifferently. "I've seen the evidence. There's no use for you to deny it…"

After that, he picked up the divorce agreement beside the bed and threw it at Holly. "Let's get a divorce... Sign it."

"No, I'm not getting a divorce! Are you crazy? You're divorcing me without a proper reason!" Holly threw the divorce agreement away due to anger. "I won't ever get a divorce!"

"Whatever..." said George coldly. "If you don't sign, we'll live separately."

As long as they had lived separately for half a year, the law would sentence them to divorce.

He and Holly signed a prenuptial property agreement before they got married to divide the assets fairly. Therefore, there would be no property dispute between them. After half a year, he and Holly could be separated.

When it involved property assets, he suddenly thought of something. He failed to listen to his mother's words back then. That was why he was suffering now.

Back then, he and Holly were in free love.

His mother did not favor Holly and disliked her for being petty, so she did not approve of their wedding.

Despite that, he insisted on marrying her, and his mother could not beat him, so she put forward a condition—he could marry Holly, but he had to sign a prenuptial property agreement.

The content of the agreement was drafted by his mother and the lawyer, and, of course, it was all in his favor.

To sum it up in simple words, although Holly was his wife, the properties in his name had nothing to do with Holly.

Once they divorced, how much he wanted to give to Holly was entirely up to his conscience.

He really liked Holly at that time, but his mother did not agree with his marriage to her. He figured that she was dissatisfied with Scott, and his mother had a prejudice against Holly because of this. She was also afraid that Scott would hinder him in the future.

Now, he finally understood that his mother was not prejudiced against Holly but had a good eye for people.

The woman he had argued with his mother for a long time to marry turned out to be... a beast with a human face.

At this moment, he could not tell whether he felt heartbroken or empty.

He just wanted to quickly draw a clear line with Holly and have nothing to do with this woman in the future.

He was exhausted physically and mentally, and he no longer wanted to quarrel with Holly, so he turned around and walked out the door. "I'll be staying over at Nigel's."

He never wanted to come back to this home again.

"Stop right there, George Taylor! Explain to me!" Holly chased after him.

George did not stop in his tracks as he uttered, "Don't pester me. If you have the time to do this, you might as well think about how to prove yourself innocent. The child whose parents were killed by you and your brother hated you to the bone and she came back to take revenge now. You might as well find a way to protect yourself, or at least, don't be sent to prison by that child."

No matter what, Holly was the mother of his two sons.

If Holly went to prison, his sons would definitely be heartbroken.

For the sake of his sons, he also did not want to see Holly sentenced to prison.

"What on Earth are you talking about? Stop right there, George Taylor!" Holly was currently frightened and anxious, so she accidentally sprained her ankle. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

After crying out in pain, she fell to the ground.

George disappeared at the corner of the corridor without looking back, and the sound of footsteps

gradually faded away.

Holly fell and sat in the corridor. Suddenly, the image of the pregnant woman screaming in a pool of blood appeared in her mind.

She could not help but let out a scream, struggled to get up, and stumbled back to the bedroom. She then locked the door and dialed Scott's number while shivering.

Tha contant of tha agraamant was draftad by his mothar and tha lawyar, and, of coursa, it was all in his favor.

To sum it up in simpla words, although Holly was his wifa, tha propartias in his nama had nothing to do with Holly.

Onca thay divorcad, how much ha wantad to giva to Holly was antiraly up to his conscianca.

Ha raally likad Holly at that tima, but his mothar did not agraa with his marriaga to har. Ha figurad that sha was dissatisfiad with Scott, and his mothar had a prajudica against Holly bacausa of this. Sha was also afraid that Scott would hindar him in tha futura.

Now, ha finally undarstood that his mothar was not prajudicad against Holly but had a good aya for paopla.

Tha woman ha had arguad with his mothar for a long tima to marry turnad out to ba... a baast with a human faca.

At this momant, ha could not tall whathar ha falt haartbrokan or ampty.

Ha just wantad to quickly draw a claar lina with Holly and hava nothing to do with this woman in tha futura.

Ha was axhaustad physically and mantally, and ha no longar wantad to quarral with Holly, so ha turnad around and walkad out tha door. "I'll ba staying ovar at Nigal's."

Ha navar wantad to coma back to this homa again.

"Stop right thara, Gaorga Taylor! Explain to ma!" Holly chasad aftar him.

Gaorga did not stop in his tracks as ha uttarad, "Don't pastar ma. If you hava tha tima to do this, you might as wall think about how to prova yoursalf innocant. Tha child whosa parants wara killad by you and your brothar hatad you to tha bona and sha cama back to taka ravanga now. You might as wall find a way to protact yoursalf, or at laast, don't ba sant to prison by that child."

No mattar what, Holly was tha mothar of his two sons.

If Holly want to prison, his sons would dafinitaly ba haartbrokan.

For tha saka of his sons, ha also did not want to saa Holly santancad to prison.

"What on Earth ara you talking about? Stop right thara, Gaorga Taylor!" Holly was currantly frightanad and anxious, so sha accidantally sprainad har ankla.

Aftar crying out in pain, sha fall to tha ground.

Gaorga disappaarad at tha cornar of tha corridor without looking back, and tha sound of footstaps gradually fadad away.

Holly fall and sat in tha corridor. Suddanly, tha imaga of tha pragnant woman scraaming in a pool of blood appaarad in har mind.

Sha could not halp but lat out a scraam, strugglad to gat up, and stumblad back to tha badroom. Sha than lockad tha door and dialad Scott's numbar whila shivaring.