All Chapters of Divorce Finally Made Him Break: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

Timothy's expression was cold as he stared at me.I held his gaze, and my anger rose before I could stop it. "What are you doing here?"His voice was calm and emotionless as he said, "Our daughter's death anniversary is coming. I came for the same reason you did."I snorted. "Timothy, you know very well whether the baby buried here is actually ours.""She is," he cut me off, his gaze turning sharp. "Why do you keep lying to yourself? Daphne isn't your daughter. How many times do I have to say it?""Then why are you keeping her locked up at home?" I took a step forward, my voice shaking. "If you have nothing to hide, why won't you let me see her? Why are you afraid of a simple maternity test?"He turned away slightly, though he kept his voice even. "Don't overestimate yourself. There's been too much going on lately. I just want Daphne to stay home and rest. It has nothing to do with you.""Nothing to do with me?" I almost laughed at how absurd he sounded. "Timothy, can you be a

I swallowed my irritation, tied an apron around myself, and began preparing the ingredients.Daphne tiptoed to peer over the counter, her nose almost pressing against the mixing bowl. "Ms. York, can I crack an egg with you?"Her eyes were wide and bright, like a little kitten waiting to be fed. I placed an egg into her palm, took another one myself, and let her follow along.She learned quickly. After cracking just two eggs, she looked like she had done it many times before.At that, Timothy lifted his phone and pointed the camera at us. I frowned. "What are you doing?"His voice was calm as he said, "I'm just recording moments in Daphne's childhood. She can watch it when she grows up."That kind of affection never appeared in Timothy's eyes on a normal day; he only ever showed a hint of warmth when he looked at Daphne.A bitter thought flashed across my mind. He treasured his daughter so much, yet I had to endure the pain of being separated from my own child.Just then, Daphne

Timothy had already reached out to his connections on the way to the hospital. As soon as we arrived, we headed directly to the security room.However, the employee responsible for retrieving the surveillance footage looked uneasy. "I'm very sorry, Mr. Grant. Our surveillance system was hacked a few days ago, and the recordings from the past half month were erased. The IT department is still trying to recover them."Timothy turned his gaze on me like he already had a culprit in mind.I shook my head in disbelief. "No. That's too much of a coincidence. Someone intentionally erased it. That woman definitely had something to do with it."Timothy grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the room. His grip was so tight that it felt like he might crush my bones."A coincidence? This is obviously a show that you orchestrated. With the surveillance footage gone, there's no evidence, and you can keep making up stories, isn't that right?""No, I didn't!"Pain jolted up my arm, and my eyes b

A fire crackled in the living room fireplace, the warm light flickering across Timothy's cold, unreadable face.He wore a fine cashmere sweater and lounged on the couch with an air of ease, as if he hadn't just watched my parents pleading in the rain.When he saw me drenched from head to toe, he casually asked, "Do you want to take a hot shower?"I curled my stiff fingers as droplets from my hair fell onto the cream-colored carpet, spreading dark spots across it."There's no need. Don't pretend to care, Timothy. Seeing me like this probably makes you feel great, doesn't it?"Timothy narrowed his eyes. "Josie, is that how you talk when you're asking for help?"I took a deep breath, forcing the anger swelling in my chest back down. "I know Jonathan was wrong to steal your proposal. But my parents…"My voice wavered. "They're old. They watched you grow up, and you kept them outside in this weather. Timothy, you've gone too far!"His eyes held no trace of warmth as he said, "They c

I had just turned to leave when Timothy's voice came from behind me, carrying an unmistakable trace of cruelty. "Do you really think you can save Jonathan? The losses he caused Grant Corporation are enough to bankrupt the York family, and enough to keep him in prison for the rest of his life."My steps faltered. A chill crawled up my spine, not from the cold but from how ruthless he truly was.So Timothy's target wasn't just Timothy. It was the entire York family.As long as I refused to compromise, he would keep tightening the noose until there was nowhere left for me to retreat.But no matter who I had to protect, I would never return to that suffocating marriage.Besides, Timothy never wanted reconciliation. What he wanted was to lock me up in that private chapel to atone for Amber's death and break me until nothing remained.I didn't respond. I didn't even have the strength to retort, and so I wordlessly left the detention center.…In the underground parking lot, I twisted