ログインMillicent praised me highly, giving me promotions and raises.Finally, we moved from the small townhouse to a bigger one. Evie was smart and hardworking, quickly standing out among her peers.By and by, we forgot those unpleasant things in the past.The next year, on Evie's field trip day, as we strolled the streets, she needed to take a picture with someone from our home country. But we were surrounded by crowds of foreigners, so finding the right person seemed tricky."We might have to look a bit farther afield," I suggested, scanning the area.She suddenly pointed to a figure nearby. "There's one!"It was a woman oddly concealed in a hat, mask, and sunglasses, her long brown hair peeking out, but her movements seemed suspicious and out of place in the bright daylight.Evie rushed over with her camera, too excited to notice the red flags. A surge of unease hit me, and I shouted to stop her.In a terrifying flash, the woman pulled out a gleaming knife from her sleeve, aiming i
I looked at Connor with a smile that didn't quite reach my eyes."You're incredibly self-centered, aren't you?" I snorted. "Do you seriously believe that one casual apology can just erase all the years of hurt you've caused me?"He paused, then said, "Then name your terms for making it right. Whatever compensation you want, I'll make it happen."Raising my chin slightly, I recalled the humiliating scene from not long ago when I'd been driven to bow in desperation, and a sly, challenging smirk tugged at my lips. "Well, how about you bow to me now?"His expression darkened instantly. "Daisy, you're crossing a line.""Oh, really?" I scoffed, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "I managed to do it without a second thought. Can't you?"My words stirred up the memory of that moment. He hesitated, wrestling with his pride and reluctance.When he didn't move after a long pause, I sighed, acknowledging that a man as arrogant and self-assured as Connor would never lower himself like that.Wi
Regret had finally caught up with Connor, but it came far too late. The last chance that Evie and I had extended to him had been squandered without a second thought."No need," I said, brushing past him. "Your company is no longer something we require or desire. Please step aside. I'm taking her home to do her homework."I hailed a passing taxi and ushered Evie inside, settling her comfortably before we sped away from the curb. Connor chased after us for a few desperate strides, but he soon slowed to a halt, his figure growing smaller in the rearview mirror.Evie snuggled into me, mumbling something. I stroked her head gently. "What's wrong, sweetie?"She pouted. "How did he find us?"I smiled bitterly, not surprised Connor could find us. With his vast resources and connections, tracking someone down wasn't hard."Do you want to go back with him?" I asked.She shook her head vigorously. "No. I'm just worried he might try to drag us back against our will."Her candid words made
When I married Connor, he promised to take care of me for life.It had led me to give up a job opportunity in Turothford and become a housewife instead. But later, I learned all confidence came from within.Free from his clutch, I could finally shine in my field.I smiled and shook Millicent's hand firmly. "I'll do my best for the job and the company."In the afternoon, I finished my tasks and went to pick up Evie. But at the school gate, I ran into someone unexpected.Connor approached, grabbing my arm. "Come home with me."He tried to drag me to his car. I shook him off and smirked mockingly at him. "Who are you to order me?"He stared at me intently. "I don't agree with divorce. You're still my wife."I shrugged, having anticipated this. "Fine, then I'll file a lawsuit. Once we're separated for two years, it will be forced through."His face darkened. "You sure you want to be so heartless?""Heartless?" I laughed. "For ten years, I slaved away without complaint. What did y
Ashley leaned in for a look, her face paling instantly. "Connor, let me explain..."Connor jumped up, grabbed her throat, and pinned her to the wall. "You faked being sick and blamed Daisy's food. All to make me ditch them for you?"He squeezed harder until her face turned purple. She gasped, "I didn't. She photoshopped it to break us up."He let go, and she dropped to the floor, breathing heavily. He grabbed his phone, dialing me repeatedly, but I didn't pick up.Clenching the phone, he threw on his coat and rushed home without sparing Ashley a glance. By the time he arrived, the house was empty.He stepped forward, his eyes landing on the divorce agreement on the piano stand. His hands shook as he picked it up.I had already signed it, and his signature would seal our decade-long marriage. My words from the morning started to echo in his mind: "You'll regret this, Connor!"His fingers clasped, crumpling the agreement. He was pissed off by the fact that I had left without a wor
Connor looked worried. "Ashley texted, mentioning a bad stomachache. It must be the spicy food from last night. I need to go check on her."My heart sank, and I grabbed his sleeve. "She is an adult and can get help from someone else. We've waited forever for this, and Evie's pumped to go with you. You can't back out now."He yanked free, unhappy. "We can do Disneyland anytime—next year even. But this could be serious; she ate your cooking. What if something bad happens?"I watched him leave, tears blurring my vision as I recalled Evie's hopeful look yesterday."Connor!" I called after him, biting my lip and bowing to him.He turned around, shocked. "What are you doing? Get up.""Evie has gotten so little from you growing up," I pleaded. "She's always been such a good girl. You promised this as her reward for gold stars. Please, don't flake. Just go with her this time."He hesitated, but his phone buzzed. His jaw tightened as he read the text. "Ashley is in real pain. How can I e







