All Chapters of Divorce Finally Made Him Break: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

I bitterly said, "You don't understand how much it hurts until it happens to you. You don't know my childhood. Without the Yorks, I would've been sent to an orphanage when I was very young. My mother… She wouldn't have survived until now."Isaac quietly listened and then glanced at me. "You're right."His expression was calm, without a trace of sarcasm. It felt like he truly understood where I was coming from.I was surprised that he hadn't refuted me. Instead, he acknowledged my reasoning.His car pulled to a stop in front of my building. Seeing that he was about to get out as well, I quickly said, "You really don't need to walk me up. I'm sorry for taking up your time today."Isaac got out of the car anyway. He glanced at the Maybach parked nearby and said, "I'll wait until you're inside."Only then did I understand. Given Timothy's temperament, the moment Isaac left, Timothy would've gotten out of his car and taken me away.Isaac was waiting here to make sure I got upstairs s

"What are you doing?" I demanded.Timothy dragged me along, and I stumbled after him, my wrist aching where his fingers dug in. He shoved me into the car and slammed his foot on the accelerator.I didn't know where he was taking me, but from the moment I decided to go looking for him that day, I had already given up resisting.I leaned back against the seat. I didn't even have the strength to breathe, so I closed my eyes and waited for whatever ending awaited me.The car finally stopped at the foot of Sixtus Mountain.I didn't question him, but my heart was in turmoil. Why did he bring me here?"Get out."That was all he said before he headed straight up the mountain.I stared blankly at the familiar place, my body trembling faintly. It was as if I could see it again—the winding streak of bright red along the stone steps beneath Timothy's feet.That day, the rain had been pouring down relentlessly. I had lost my baby here, quietly and without warning.Timothy walked a few ste

Timothy's fingers around my hand loosened abruptly.He withdrew his hand and looked at me, at a loss for what to do. In the end, he said nothing and walked down the mountain in silence.I stood where I was, watching his figure disappear at the end of the stone steps. Only then did I close my eyes.The numb, dull ache in my chest spread again.At that moment, Father George approached and stopped beside me."I'm sorry, Ms. York," he said, his voice heavy with guilt. "I didn't know that you were his wife. I had always assumed it was the woman named Amber."I gave a mocking smile. "It's fine. Most people are unaware of my relationship with him."Father George sighed, then went on to explain, "Three years ago, Mr. Grant came to me and said that the woman he loved was ill and had grown distant from him. He was in great pain and wanted guidance on how to help her escape her suffering."After learning about his past, I realized that though he dominated the business world, he had also b

Finally, Timothy spoke in an even tone. "Elizabeth, Peter, I need to speak to Josie privately."My parents exchanged a glance and understood immediately. "Of course. You can talk in the study."Just like that, Timothy and I went into the study together.After the door closed, he walked up to me, his tall figure casting a shadow over me.His voice was low. "I thought about it all night. I owe you. Tell me what kind of compensation you want. I'll do my best to give it to you."I looked up at him. There was no emotion in my eyes as I asked, "Can you give Daphne back to me?"His brows knitted together. "Josie, I already told you—""You already told me that Daphne isn't my daughter," I cut in sharply, my voice rising. "You've already taken my second child from me. Are you going to make it so that I can never acknowledge Daphne for the rest of my life as well?"Timothy fell silent for a long time before saying, "Daphne truly isn't your daughter, and Yasmin will be taking her abroad s

"Is that everything?" Timothy asked.Yasmin nodded, saying, "Yeah, that's everything."Timothy's voice turned colder. "Let me go over the inventory list."Yasmin's face instantly drained of color. She hurried to explain, "I… just remembered. A pair of earrings seems to be missing."Timothy's expression darkened, his tone gloomy. "Those were Amber's personal earrings. She wore them all the time. How could they be missing?"Yasmin stammered, "M-Maybe they were misplaced while her belongings were being sorted. I'll look for them again. Mistakes can happen sometimes. After all, Amber had so many things."Before she could continue, I placed the earring on the table. "There's no need to look for it. It's right here."Yasmin's pupils contracted at the sight of the earring. She took a step back, questioning, "How did you get that?""I found it," I said, meeting her gaze directly. "You said her belongings were properly stored, then changed your story and said the earrings were missing.