The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce

Chapter 387: 386: Scarlett Jackson’s Restlessness

Chapter 387: Chapter 386: Scarlett Jackson’s Restlessness
Molly Walker frowned, clenched her teeth, and her eyes hurt badly.

“Get out of the way.”

She lowered her voice, giving an unpleasant look to Scarlett Jackson standing in front of her.

It was understandable for Michael Gallagher to be angry with her, but who was Scarlett to get involved?

“Ivy Thompson, it was fine when Mr. Jenkins was into you, but now he hates you so much, and you’re still clinging onto him. You’re really thick-faced, even thicker than a city wall.” Scarlett spread her arms to block her, standing still, slightly raising her chin, unmoving.

Molly raised her eyes, forcefully holding back the pain, and pushed Scarlett away.

Scarlett didn’t expect Molly to have such strength, and, caught off-guard, she staggered and almost fell.

“Michael Gallagher!” Molly yelled with all her strength.

Michael’s feet paused for a moment, but he still didn’t turn around.

Just like when he arrived, he got into a car directly.

Molly felt a heartache and a sudden pain, as if a snake was drilling out of her abdomen.

Her stomach hurt, her body hurt, but they couldn’t compare to the pain in her heart.

A great sadness swept over her.

As she was about to collapse, Scarlett instinctively moved away from her.

With a “thud,” Molly fell to the ground.

Scarlett looked in Michael’s direction but saw that the car had already left.

After some thought, she glanced at Molly, who was holding her belly with her eyes closed, and felt a surge of satisfaction.

She hadn’t expected Molly to have a day like this.

Scarlett hooked her lips in a smile, turned around triumphantly, and quickly fled under the watchful eyes of the people around her.

She should have taken Molly to the hospital, but she didn’t have the heart to do so.

If Molly lost her baby or even died, Scarlett would celebrate with fireworks.

Scarlett was about to leave when a voice stopped her.

“Freeze!”

The man’s voice carried a trace of anger.

“Did you push her? She’s a pregnant woman, how could you be so heartless as a fellow woman?”

Scarlett was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly defended herself, “It wasn’t me, she fainted on her own…”

Waving her hand anxiously, she saw the man pick Molly up, and only then did Scarlett get a good look at his face.

“Jeremy Norman…” Scarlett furrowed her brow, “What are you doing here…It wasn’t me who pushed her, she fell on her own.”

“Whether you pushed her or not, you’re coming to the hospital with me.”

Jeremy’s handsome and elegant face was clouded with anger.

He had come here to handle some business and just happened to see Molly arguing with Michael.

Lowering his eyes, he ignored Scarlett’s defense and gave a signal to a bodyguard beside him, who brought Scarlett into the car.

“Trying to frame me? You’re trying to frame me!” Scarlett panicked, her excitement and pride vanishing in an instant, “I didn’t even touch her, it has nothing to do with me!”

With Molly and Michael’s relationship on the rocks, slipping in would be a piece of cake.

But Jeremy Norman was determined to pin the blame on her without asking any questions.

There were no surveillance cameras in this empty lot, so Scarlett had no way to prove her innocence.

“Jeremy Norman, you’re doing this on purpose…argh…”

The bodyguard showed no mercy when shoving her into the car.

Jeremy placed Molly in the car, and thinking of Michael’s action of not turning back, his fingers clenched with a creaking sound.

The suppressed feelings in his heart were brought to the surface once again.

If Molly liked Michael and they lived happily, he could give up and slowly heal his own wounds.

But the two of them didn’t seem very happy.

Thinking of how Michael left without looking back, Jeremy’s eyebrows lowered, and anger surged within him.

Since Michael didn’t cherish her, Jeremy wasn’t going to let go either.

Seeing Jeremy fixedly staring at Molly, his eyes full of concern, Scarlett had an idea.

“Jeremy Norman, you like Ivy Thompson, don’t you?” Only after asking did Scarlett realize she was stating the obvious.

Jeremy’s interest in Ivy had long been spread throughout the Capital City circle. However, Jeremy kept a low profile lately, and Sebastian Norman spent a lot of money to suppress news, so the matter didn’t get widely publicized.

“She and Mr. Jenkins broke up.” Scarlett said suggestively, “You’re so into her, and you happen to be there in her most vulnerable moment. Women are easily moved, and as long as you’re determined, it shouldn’t be hard to be with her.”

“Actually, Mr. Jenkins’s grandfather doesn’t like her at all. Even if she remarries Mr. Jenkins, she won’t be happy. It’s better to be with you, at least she won’t be wronged in her husband’s family.”

Scarlett coaxed Jeremy with each carefully chosen word.

Jeremy’s eyes swept over her.

Scarlett continued, “Take the simplest example: I like Mr. Jenkins, and I would never let someone snatch him away from me.”

“Are you done?”

Jeremy’s face showed no expression, and his voice revealed no emotion. Scarlett couldn’t understand his intent, and her face suddenly reddened.

“The fact that I like her is my business, and who she is with is her business. If anything happens to her, Miss Jackson, you’ll be explaining things to the police.”

“What do you mean? Jeremy Norman, as I said, I didn’t push her, she collapsed on her own after arguing with Mr. Jenkins, what does that have to do with me?” Scarlett was getting impatient.

“She collapsed while with you, so it has something to do with you.”

Jeremy didn’t explain any further, and shortly after saying this, the car stopped.

After Molly was rushed into the emergency room, Jeremy found Michael Gallagher’s number on his phone.

This was the number he had gotten from Joshua Thompson last time, never expecting it to come in handy.

However, no matter how many times he dialed, Michael’s phone was always off.

Soon after, members of the Thompson and Leaford families arrived.

“How’s my sister?” Joshua Thompson strode over, heading straight for Jeremy.

He had received a call and hurried over.

“Who did it? Michael Gallagher?” When Molly and Michael were chatting, they had left them alone to create a private space for them.

He hadn’t expected such a thing to happen just one hour later.

Looking at the closed emergency room, Amanda Leaford almost passed out.

Everything had been fine just now, but just moments later, they had ended up in the emergency room?

“It’s not Mr. Jenkins, it’s her own…” Scarlett’s words were cut off by Joshua’s murderous gaze.

Unable to help herself, she shivered, and the rest of the words got stuck in her throat.

“Miss Jackson was with her when Molly collapsed,” Jeremy told the truth.

Upon hearing this, Scarlett’s face instantly turned pale.

Wasn’t this basically saying she was up to no good?

True, she had deliberately provoked her, but the actual reason for Molly’s collapse was not her doing.

“It has nothing to do with me, I was just passing by.” Desperate to clear herself, Scarlett looked at the Thompson and Leaford family members gathered around, a thought flashing through her mind, “She was arguing with Mr. Jenkins, and after he left, she was probably too heartbroken, and it triggered her baby.”

Just now, she had been staring at Molly’s legs, but hadn’t seen any blood. This left her somewhat disappointed.

She had no experience with childbirth and only knew from television that miscarriages involved bleeding.

This Ivy Thompson, always narrowly escaping bad situations. And now, after collapsing, would the baby inside her really be okay?