No Wife, No Life Chapter 291

Harper's face was dark, her tone icy: "I told you, Molly is my family. Nothing is more important than her."

Arthur looked at her angry expression and suddenly smirked.

How utterly absurd, as it was precisely because of her that Molly slept with him, while Harper remained entirely oblivious to the truth.

But they were too naive; he wasn't that easy to get rid of.

"I get it. You won't let Molly go, so there's nothing more to talk about."

Harper stood up, her presence just as strong as his.

"If you really hurt Molly, I'll make sure you divorce her. You know I have that power."

With that, she left first.

Arthur watched Harper's back without saying a word, a mocking smile still on his lips.

Indeed, if Harper wanted Molly to leave, it would be easy.

But he would never let Molly go.Arthur looked down and sent Molly a message.

He knew that once Molly saw the message, she would never agree to divorce him.

After all, the individual to whom she was most profoundly devoted in this world and whom she endeavored to safeguard above all others, was Harper.

She would rather hurt herself and keep those things hidden, wouldn't she?

Harper left the private club, still fuming.

She got into the car, and Stephen glanced at her but didn't ask any questions.

He knew about the situation between her and Molly, but some things weren't his to ask.

He drove silently.

Harper stared out the window for a moment before speaking, "I met with Arthur."

"I know, you did it for Molly."

Harper said, "I want Molly to divorce Arthur. Do you think I'm wrong?"

In some ways, Harper saw Stephen as a mentor or a friend.

The car slowly came to a stop on the side of the road.

Stephen, in a rare occurrence, laughed with a hint of resignation. "Why would you think you're wrong?"

"Are you worried Molly will be upset with you because this is a private matter between her and Arthur?"

"Actually, your relationship with Molly is strong enough that you wouldn't get angry with each other over anything. You both value each other highly. You said she's very important to you, and she feels the same way."

"The only mistake you made was not asking her opinion."

"It was Arthur and Xavia who really did something wrong."

Stephen treated Harper like a younger sibling. She was Alvina's daughter, so he always had a soft spot for her. He didn't think Harper did anything wrong.

Harper smiled. "Yes, Molly won't be mad at me."

Seeing her smile again, Stephen forced a smile too, but his heart sank.

He had already guessed that Molly wouldn't divorce Arthur.

Not only did Molly not want to divorce Arthur, but Arthur also had a major leverage over Molly, something that could hurt Harper without restraint.

After he took on the task of protecting Harper, he had thoroughly investigated everyone around her. He knew that during Harper's early days of entrepreneurship, she managed to accumulate capital quickly not because she was smart and sharp, but because of Molly.

The investments Harper received from Arthur were all because of Molly.

Just this alone gave Arthur complete control over Molly.

Harper was Molly's weak spot. As long as she could protect Harper, she would back down from anything.

No matter how proud she was, she would choose to stay in the marriage because of this.

He had seen through it all.

Even though he knew everything, he wouldn't tell Harper. The truth was too cruel for her.

Neither Molly nor he wanted Harper to know the truth. They just wanted Harper to have a smooth life.

Harper didn't know any of this. She still had a bit of a smile on her face. "If Molly agrees to the divorce, you guys will help her, right?"

Stephen's heart sank.

They indeed could help. The question was whether they could solve it this way. Would Molly want to solve it this way?

Stephen lowered his eyes. "That depends on Molly's will."

Harper wanted to help her, but Molly might not want the divorce.

Harper felt a bit dazed. She seemed to think of her own five years with Alex. If someone had asked her then if she wanted a divorce, her answer would have been no.

The car started again, but the atmosphere inside became quiet.

Harper didn't say anything else for the rest of the ride.

Just then, Harper's phone rang. It was Caden calling.

It was already late at night, and Harper hadn't returned home, so he was worried.

Harper hesitated for a moment but answered the call.

"I'm on my way to Molly's place. I might be late coming back, or I might not come back at all."

Harper was still worried about Molly.

Caden had guessed it was about Molly.

Harper was completely focused on Molly. She said a few words to Caden and, seeing the car had arrived at Molly's place, quickly said before hanging up.

"Don't worry about me. Just take care of the company."Caden felt a bit helpless.

As Harper entered the house, Molly was still asleep. Molly reclined upon the bed, exuding an air of innocence while appearing somewhat forlorn.

She smelled strongly of alcohol, but Harper didn't mind. She made some ginger tea and fed it to her.

Molly was still drunk, so Harper didn't plan to ask her about her situation with Arthur right now. She would wait until Molly was fully sober.

After taking care of everything, Harper lay down next to her. But she didn't sleep well all night, constantly dreaming.

In her dreams, she saw a young Molly, so innocent and carefree, even a bit silly.

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Molly woke up around noon. Even though she had drunk ginger tea last night, her head was still a bit dizzy because she had drunk too much alcohol last night.

She groaned and got out of bed, holding onto the wall.

Harper asked, "You're awake?"

Molly was still groggy, but hearing Harper's voice made her smile reflexively. She always smiled like this in front of Harper, carefree and happy, making Harper think she was always doing well.

If it weren't for the recent news, Harper wouldn't have known how much Molly had suffered.

"I made some hot porridge. Do you want some? It's not good to have an empty stomach."

Molly smiled, "Sure, I'll wash up first."

She smelled the alcohol on herself and didn't like it. She wanted to wash it off quickly.

After she finished washing up, Harper had already made a simple salad and placed it on the table.

Molly's face was full of smiles. Seeing Harper made her genuinely happy.