CHAPTER 68: CHAPTER 68: JORDAN HAWTHORNE, ARE YOU EVEN WORTHY?

Jordan Hawthorne didn’t expect that, at this late hour, Sabrina came to talk about this matter.

In the past, when he was working in the study, she usually came to deliver health soups, tonics, or fruits.

When had she ever been so aggressive like this?

His handsome eyebrows furrowed, and coldness shot out from his eyes, while the anger that had been building in his chest rose.

Sabrina remained expressionless, her gaze sharp.

Meeting his eyes, there was nothing but indifference in her eyes, no trace of warmth or affection.

Jordan didn’t know why, but he felt extremely uncomfortable, and at the same time, he realized something.

Sabrina had changed a lot.

She wore clothes she never would have before, interacted with people she would never have encountered in the past, and even her career seemed to have achieved something new.

Before this, he thought she was dull and boring, as bland as plain water.

But now, Sabrina was like a dusted-off gem, an unsheathed blade, gradually shining with dazzling light.

Jordan’s eyes darkened as he barely suppressed his anger and reached for the divorce papers.

They were the same as the ones sent to the company before.

She really gave up all assets in the marriage and everything else, only wanting custody of Zara.

Ha, leaving with nothing, she really is carefree!

Jordan sneered, closed the divorce papers, and spoke casually, "Let’s talk then!"

Sabrina, thinking he understood, said, "Then quickly sign at the end. I imagine you don’t have the patience to make a trip to the court. Let’s be straightforward, and save each other’s time."

Jordan leaned back in his chair, unfazed, and said coldly, "Who said I would sign? Divorce, and you just want custody? It sounds easy. Zara is my daughter too. I won’t give up her custody.

Besides, I don’t think you’ll be able to look after her on your own after the divorce."

Hearing this, Sabrina realized she had underestimated the shamelessness of this man.

Her eyes exploded with an astonishing coldness as she sneered, "I can’t take care of her, but can you? Do you even have the right to demand custody of Zara? From her birth until now, how many times have you really looked at her?

Just because she’s autistic, you feel justified in not communicating with her, and when you remember, you offer some pretentious concern.

As a father, what responsibility have you fulfilled?

Over the years, the concern you’ve shown her doesn’t even compare to what you’ve given to Brooke Sinclair’s son!

At her birthday party, you even took a godson in front of her, hurting her feelings...

Do you think she understands nothing? Feels nothing?

Jordan, do you think you deserve to have custody???

This last question was like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Jordan’s chest.

Jordan’s expression turned sullen, yet he wouldn’t relent, "So what? The blood of The Hawthorne Family runs in her veins. No matter what, she belongs to The Hawthorne Family. If you really want a divorce, fine! Leave by yourself, but you won’t take Zara away!"

Sabrina trembled with anger.

At this moment, she deeply realized that the man in front of her didn’t care about Zara at all.

If there was even a trace of love, how could he be so cold-blooded towards her?

Despite not loving her, he wanted her to stay in The Hawthorne Family to be tormented.

Maybe... he never intended for Zara to have a good life!

"Jordan, how did I ever fall for someone like you?"

The loathing in her tone was nearly undeniable.

Jordan was instantly enraged.

He could accept Sabrina’s series of rebellions to gain his attention,

but he could not bear to see her show this expression.

He suddenly stood up, yanked Sabrina over, pinned her against the desk, and clenched her chin tightly with his other hand, his fingertips forceful as if trying to crush her bones.

"Sabrina, try saying what you just said again."

Sabrina hadn’t expected him to become physical, and the pain made her frown.

But she wasn’t afraid, looking at the man in front of her with growing resentment.

A vein bulged on Jordan’s forehead, his eyes filled with cold hostility, and his fingers tightened further bit by bit.

That look seemed to force her to change her words!

Sabrina’s gaze was unyielding, and her hatred grew more intense.

In the end, it even became frightening.

Jordan suddenly let go, his voice icy, "Get out!"

"No need for you to say it, I’m leaving anyway."

She couldn’t stay in this place another moment.

Since they detested each other, she’d move out.

Damian Langley also mentioned if a divorce through court wasn’t possible, living separately was an option.

Since the day of her grandmother’s funeral, she’d wanted countless times to pack her things and leave here.

If it weren’t for worrying that Zara might not adapt to a new environment, and her fondness for the children’s park, she wouldn’t have dragged it out this long.

Now, with Zara getting better, maybe it’s time to leave.

After leaving the study, Sabrina immediately returned to her room to pack her luggage.

Zara had just finished her bath and hadn’t slept yet, playing with Flash on the carpet.

She took the chance to communicate with her daughter, "Darling, how about we go stay at your godmother’s house for a few days?"

Zara blinked her eyes, a bit doubtful, as if asking: Why are we going to her house?

Sabrina coaxed her, "We’re going to play for a few days!"

Zara nodded, but still hesitated.

Sabrina understood her thoughts at a glance and immediately said, "Don’t worry, we’ll bring Flash along, and your favorite pink fox, art supplies, and harmonica with sheet music."

Upon hearing this, Zara immediately accepted.

Sabrina breathed a sigh of relief and quickly called her best friend to explain the situation.

Tessa didn’t hesitate and said, "Wait for me, I’ll be there soon."

Sabrina packed things quickly.

She didn’t take the things her grandmother had bought her, only packed a few sets of clothes for changing, mostly for Zara.

After packing, she first took the luggage downstairs, then returned to pick up Zara.

As they left, the servants were alarmed.

The nanny asked concernedly, "Young Madam, where are you going this late at night?"

Sabrina replied, "Moving out to live, Nanny Warren, thank you for taking care of Zara all these years!"

Nanny Warren was startled but not entirely surprised.

Having cared for Miss Zara for so many years, she could naturally see how Jordan Hawthorne had treated the mother and daughter coldly.

However, it’s so late, and she’s dragging luggage while bringing a child, it’s really unsafe.

Nanny Warren originally intended to say a few words to persuade them, but Jordan happened to come out of the study and saw this scene.

His face darkened swiftly, and he strode over, reprimanding coldly, "Sabrina Hayes, even a tantrum should have a limit. It’s so late, did you consider her safety when taking Zara out?"

Sabrina retorted mockingly, "Pretending to care, are you? Do you even care about her safety? When you brought Brooke’s son back, repeatedly hurting her, weren’t you considering the danger?"

Jordan’s face turned grim in anger, "What does this have to do with Sonny? You’re simply unreasonable! Try taking her out of this door today, just try!"

Sabrina ignored him, but her actions completely demonstrated what it means to try!

She carried Zara with one arm, dragged the luggage, and headed towards the door.

As the door just opened, a large hand blocked it shut.

"Sabrina Hayes, are you never done?"

Jordan’s tone was icy.

Tessa had just been allowed in by security and arrived just in time.

Seeing this, she forcefully opened the door, protectively holding Sabrina and Zara, and said, "Jordan Hawthorne, I think it’s you who is never done, right? How can there be someone like you in this world? Going out with your mistress every day, ignoring your wife, and still demanding others stay here and wait for you, right?

Are you shameless?"

Jordan’s aura was oppressive, glaring at her coldly, "When did the business of the Hawthorne Family become something for an outsider like you to meddle in? Get out!"

Tessa was fearless and stared back defiantly, "Who wants to stay in this broken place! I’ll naturally leave, and I’ll take Sabrina and Zara with me!

Let me tell you, Jordan Hawthorne, if you dare to stop us, later I’m going to make a fuss, let all the neighbors here have a look at the spectacle.

If it makes the news, I wonder if your Hawthorne Family’s reputation could be more tarnished!"

Jordan’s face was extremely unpleasant, his gaze towards Tessa was intimidating and full of threat.

This would make average people weak in the knees.

However, Tessa was completely fearless and directly told Sabrina, "Take Zara to wait for me in the car, I’ll help you with your luggage."

Sabrina nodded, took her daughter, and quickly left without looking back.

Flash trotted along nimbly with its four little legs.

Ultimately, Jordan couldn’t stop the mother and daughter.

That night, they arrived at Tessa’s place, it was almost midnight.

Zara had already fallen asleep, exhausted from the journey.

After settling her daughter in bed, Tessa had prepared red wine and some snacks, "Come celebrate, escape the miserable sea, and get away from the scumbag."

Sabrina wasn’t much of a drinker, but this time she didn’t refuse.

Having been through such a night, she was indeed exhausted.

But after leaving that cold cage, her heart felt only endless relief.

It’s nice to indulge a bit.

She settled onto the sofa and drank merrily with her friend.

Tessa smiled and said, "My three-bedroom place may not be comparable to a big mansion, but it’s definitely cozy, isn’t it quite nice?"

Sabrina nodded, "Absolutely, a thousand times better!"

Tessa felt a bit guilty for her friend and the goddaughter, "Tsk, I used to own a villa, if not for arguing with my dad, my card and property wouldn’t have gotten frozen, I wouldn’t be like this!

But don’t worry, I’ll find a chance to steal the house deed, then move you and Darling Zara into a bigger house!"

Sabrina was amused by her friend’s ’taking care of family’ spirit.

However, she didn’t accept.

Taking advantage like this isn’t right.

Moreover, before moving out, she already thought of a backup plan.

"This apartment layout is pretty nice, I’m considering buying a unit myself, does this complex have any listings available? Later, Zara and I plan to settle here, and be neighbors with you!"

Tessa’s eyes lit up, "That’s a great idea, I’d love to have you live with me, you’re such a great cook, I could enjoy meals daily. Of course, I won’t freeload, when you’re too busy with work, I can help pick up and drop off Darling Zara."

The two agreed instantly, and since Tessa was familiar with the local developer, she readily took on the task of asking about prices.