CHAPTER 2: CHAPTER 2: JORDAN HAWTHORNE, LET’S GET DIVORCED

The funeral concluded in the afternoon.

But Jordan Hawthorne did not return all night.

The next morning, Sabrina Hayes saw Jordan Hawthorne’s figure in the news broadcast.

[The Hawthorne Group and the Sinclairs Corporation! Form a strategic partnership.]

Sabrina was slightly taken aback.

If she remembered correctly, the current head of the Sinclair Family should be the recently returned Brooke Sinclairs, right?

Watching the video of Jordan Hawthorne and Brooke Sinclairs standing closely together, with the cameras focused on them, Sabrina felt a familiar sensation wash over her.

This situation was exactly the same as at the funeral yesterday.

She casually clicked on the comments and saw netizens praising, "It’s another Hawthorne and Sinclair couple, such a perfect match!!!"

"This is what a true high-society marriage should look like, a golden couple, a powerful alliance."

"Miss Sinclairs is truly beautiful and capable..."

Sabrina gripped her phone tightly, feeling a sense of irony.

It turned out that without her knowing, those two had already become an acknowledged couple.

Jordan Hawthorne had always been low-profile and disliked appearing in public.

Now, he was openly parading with his first love girlfriend.

As for her, she had been diligently managing the laboratory at the Hawthorne Group for many years, and only a few high-level executives knew the true nature of their relationship.

He wouldn’t inform her of any company matters, nor allow her to get involved.

Sabrina closed the news page, her heart aching.

But it was a feeling she was gradually becoming numb to.

She felt that sooner or later she would become immune to this kind of pain...

In the evening, Jordan finally returned.

He had not come back all night, and it was evident his clothes had been changed.

However, Sabrina wasn’t interested in investigating who helped him change.

The man’s face was noble and chiseled, his long legs wrapped in slacks made him appear exceptionally tall.

He walked a few steps towards Sabrina, carrying a faint unfamiliar fragrance.

Sabrina felt slightly nauseous and planned to move away.

Jordan spoke coldly, "Zara’s condition has been unstable lately. Free up your laboratory; I have other plans. From now on, just take good care of her at home."

Sabrina was taken aback by his words.

Before she could respond, Jordan continued, "The Hawthorne and Sinclairs families have formed a strategic partnership. To show our sincerity, I plan to have Brooke take over the laboratory matters.

She has worked in large overseas laboratories, and in terms of experience, she’s arguably more seasoned than you!"

His tone was one of notification, not discussion.

Instantly, Sabrina’s fingers clenched tight, her heart stung, and a wave of bitterness spread through her body.

She was not a full-time housewife.

Initially, she joined the Hawthorne Group’s ’AI Medical Device’ system laboratory as a manager for Jordan.

Originally, she had her own career.

She was most skilled in pharmaceutical research and development.

Later, she sacrificed her aspirations for him.

But she never expected him to replace her so easily...

"Jordan, over the years, do you not understand how much effort I’ve put into the laboratory? The current scale of the R&D department was achieved by me leading the team and sacrificing countless nights.

How can you... so effortlessly erase all my hard work?"

Sabrina trembled uncontrollably, and her words were almost bloody with emotion.

If the previous neglect and indifference, and the lack of care for Zara, had filled her with disappointment in this marriage.

Then now, Jordan was genuinely destroying all her past contributions.

Her love was worthless, thrown on the ground, trampled upon at will!

Sabrina’s eyes reddened.

Giving up her place at the funeral, leaving her job, and next time, without surprise, it should be the position of Mrs. Hawthorne!

Finally coming to terms with reality, after a while, she found her voice, "Jordan, we..."

...should divorce!

She wanted to say the last three words, but Jordan lacked the patience to listen, interrupting her directly, "There’s no need for you to look so aggrieved. I’ve made this decision after thorough consideration.

Your divided attention at work has prevented you from fully caring for Zara, and that’s a failure of your maternal duty.

So, this matter allows no room for negotiation... it’s also for your own good!"

After speaking, he bypassed Sabrina, saying, "I’ll go upstairs to shower, take your time to calm down."

Sabrina stood there, silent.

’For your own good!’ she thought.

How laughable this statement was!

To make room for his beloved, he spoke such justifications so righteously!

She recalled the new system she had developed, independently created, using the most advanced technology, and after several rounds of verification, nearly complete.

If put into use, it would bring huge profits to The Hawthorne Group.

Originally, it was to give Jordan a pleasant surprise.

But now... it seemed no longer necessary!

No need to even mention the divorce; she could just give the divorce agreement directly.

Jordan, I hope you won’t regret it!

While Jordan was showering, Sabrina quickly drafted a divorce agreement in the study.

Her mind was in chaos, and she didn’t know what terms to write, but in her heart, she only thought about getting divorced quickly to end everything.

Finally, she wrote the most important clause: the custody of Zara must belong to the mother!

After printing it out, with the agreement in hand, she suddenly felt her body no longer shaking, and the feeling of being lost was gone.

She quickly signed her name and even pressed her thumbprint.

While the man was still showering, she placed the agreement on the bedside table, in an obvious spot, believing he’d notice it at a glance.