Chapter 8

Sharon rushed home, but the door code had already been changed—she couldn't even get inside.

She called the police, but since it was deemed a family dispute, all they could do was mediate.

After the officers left, Sean looked at her coldly.

"I should never have let you raise the child! Riley will be teaching him for you during this time. You can take him back when you finish the wedding planning proposal!"

"No! Give my child back! Sean, you can't do this to me!"

Sharon was on the verge of breaking down.

Sean saw her red-rimmed eyes and the wounds on her forehead and body. He felt a pang of guilt.

But then he remembered what Riley had told him—the child was still young and could be corrected.

He forced himself to look calm and pushed Sharon out, locking her outside.

Sharon was losing her mind, but there was nothing she could do.

For nearly a month, Riley sent her videos of James every day.

In the clips, Jordan rode on James's back like he was a horse.

Sean scolded him again.

James was punished again...

Sharon barely slept two or three hours a day, suffering immense mental and physical torment.

Meanwhile, the internet was flooded with news of Sean and Riley's romance.

#Sean, Riley, and their sweet family outing#

#Sean spends 100 million on a grand wedding for Riley#

#Sean buys an overseas island for their honeymoon#

#Sean responds. The woman named Sharon was just a housemaid, and the boy is the maid's son#

Riley nitpicked every detail of the wedding plan.

After struggling to finalize it to her demands, Sharon was finally ready to take her son back—only for an extreme fan to stab James in the heart with a knife.

The shocking footage spread like wildfire online.

In the video, Sean was right next to James, yet the first thing he did was shield Riley and her daughter.

#Sean protecting Riley in danger—so sweet!# trended to the top of social media.

Outside the emergency room, Sharon waited anxiously as her son's fate hung in the balance.

Sean stood beside her, still lecturing.

"Before you incited extreme fans to hurt Riley, did you ever think the one who'd get hurt in the end would be our son? I already told you—I'm only good to Riley to repay a debt. Why do you insist on making things difficult for her?"

Sharon wanted to say that she hadn't done anything.

She wanted to ask him—why, when he had been right next to James, had he refused to save him?

But in the end, she said nothing. Tears just kept falling.

In both past and present lives, she and her son had always been the ones he abandoned...

Riley pretended to be gracious. "Forget it, Sean. I'm fine. I don't want to hold it against her."

"She deserves to be reprimanded for what she did! You didn't even press charges—that's already merciful! If anything happens to James, she'll spend the rest of her life in nightmares!"

Sean felt suffocated at the thought of his son's uncertain fate.

If he didn't say something now, he would go insane!

Sharon ignored him, keeping her eyes fixed on the emergency room.

She had never believed in gods or fate, but at that moment, she prayed to every deity in the heavens.

As long as James survived, she was willing to die in his place.

The doctor finally emerged, announcing that the knife had missed the heart by an inch, and James’s life was no longer in danger.

She collapsed to the ground, wailing.

Riley tugged at Sean's sleeve. "Sean, our wedding is in three days, and by then, your divorce cooling-off period will be over. You can officially get the divorce certificate. She's so heartbroken right now—why not wait a little longer? I don't mind being called a mistress for a while."

Sean hadn't even thought about it until she brought it up. "No, I'll get the divorce certificate today!"

Even if he didn't bring it up, Sharon would bring this matter up anyway.

She didn't want to be associated with him for another second.

As soon as James was transferred to a regular ward, Sharon went with Sean to the courthouse.

The moment they finalized their divorce, he went and registered his marriage with Riley.

"Three days from now, at the wedding, don't even think about causing trouble. I've already instructed security not to let you or the kid in."

Holding the divorce certificate, Sharon didn't even look up. "Okay."

He could rest assured—she had long since given up on him.

Sean hesitated upon seeing her pale face, feeling a rare moment of guilt. "Go home and reflect on yourself. But don't worry, I love you. Once the dust settles, I'll divorce Riley and marry you again."

"No—"

Before Sharon could finish, Riley called out, "Sean, come quick! The photographer is taking photos of us with our marriage license!"

"I'm coming."

Sean smiled and walked away.

For the next three days, he was too busy preparing for the wedding to visit the hospital even once.

On the wedding day, the entire city buzzed about their marriage.

Sean sent a message to Sharon. "Is our son feeling better? I'm busy right now, but I'll visit him later."

Sharon didn't reply.

Instead, she sent all the evidence of his affair with Riley to the media.

Then, she transferred all her shares in the Collins Group to Jack.

Finally, she took her weak son and boarded a high-speed train.

‘Sean, from now on, we have nothing to do with each other ever again.’