All Chapters of Divorce Finally Made Him Break: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

The smell of warm food instantly caught Daphne's attention.While plating the food for her, Timothy lowered his voice and said to me, "It's still not the right time to tell her. Be patient. I'm afraid that it'll be too much for her to handle."I clenched my hands and let out a muffled hum.But after only a couple of bites, Daphne suddenly stopped, as if she'd remembered something.Timothy asked gently, "What's wrong?"Her bright eyes flicked to him. "Daddy, do you love me?"Timothy paused, then smiled. "Of course I do.""Then can you shave your head with me?" She looked at him seriously. "If not, then I'll be the only one at home with no hair. It looks ugly. I want you to be bald with me. Please?"Timothy's expression froze. After a long moment, he tried to skirt around her request. "Daphne, children's hair grows really fast. Yours might grow out a little by the time you're discharged."But Daphne wasn't fooled. "That's not true! You're lying! Even if I go home, my hair won't

Diana clutched her chest in relief. She said, "Thank goodness. Thank goodness she's alright."While they talked, Isaac stayed quiet off to the side. He didn't look at Timothy, Benedict, or Diana. Instead, his eyes stayed on me, his gaze unreadable.Timothy seemed oblivious to the tension and said, a little too pointedly, "By the way, thank you, Uncle Isaac. Josie and I had some misunderstandings earlier. If it weren't for your advice, we wouldn't have cleared the air."Isaac didn't respond. His icy expression didn't change, as if he hadn't heard a thing.Timothy tightened his hold on my hand. "Daphne's our daughter. From now on, the three of us will live as a family. You won't need to worry about us."A faint, almost nonexistent smile touched Isaac's lips. "Congratulations on the reunion."I stood there, feeling completely out of place, but Timothy still refused to let go of my hand.Diana smiled warmly. "See? I told you. Couples don't go to bed angry. Talk it through, and every

Daphne looked a little disappointed and sighed. "Okay…"As much as I treasured her taking the initiative to talk to me, my work and career mattered just as much.I rushed out of the hospital and drove toward the company. The main road was backed up, and by the time I reached the building, I was ten minutes late.The office was unusually quiet. Everyone was standing by their desks, barely breathing. I hunched down, hoping to sneak to my seat unnoticed.Right then, a group of executives in suits turned the corner, surrounding a man as they walked toward us.The moment I lifted my head, I froze.What was Isaac doing here?He wore a tailored light-gray suit that day, looking tall and composed, with a sharp profile. At that moment, he was listening to someone beside him report something.And just like that, I was caught red-handed.Christine shot me a worried look and started to step forward to smooth things over, but Isaac spoke first. "Your employees don't seem to value punctua

Timothy walked over, opened the car door for me, and asked, "Did you forget? You promised Daphne you'd help her pick out wigs and hair clips. She's been waiting for you all day.""I'm driving myself." I headed straight for the parking lot. I didn't want to ride with him, but Timothy simply told his driver to leave and followed behind me."Timothy, stop following me," I said without stopping.Just then, Isaac was being escorted out of the building by a group. He didn't notice us and had already gotten into an extended Lincoln.Isaac's car pulled away, and Timothy suddenly grabbed my wrist. His eyes narrowed with suspicion as he asked, "What was he doing here?"I kept walking as I answered, "He bought our company. From now on, he's my boss."Timothy trailed after me, no matter how hard I tried to shake him off.I got in the car, and he immediately slipped into the passenger seat. After spending the whole day on edge at work, I didn't have the energy to argue with him about who w

A confused look flickered across Timothy's eyes. As always, we were never on the same wavelength.Talking to him always felt like we were speaking in different languages. He didn't understand me, and I didn't understand him either.Just then, Daphne's voice drifted toward us. "Daddy, were you two fighting? I heard Grandma yelling…"She stood in the doorway, her eyes darting between Timothy and me.Timothy walked over, picked her up, and said, "We weren't fighting. Remember all the accessories you picked out earlier? Didn't you want to show Ms. York?"The moment he changed the topic, she forgot everything else. "Oh, right! Ms. York, come take a look at it with me! I didn't like any of the ones Daddy picked. Can you help me choose?""Okay."I kept my expression neutral and followed her inside.…Before we realized it, Daphne had already been in the hospital for a month.Aside from work and updating my novel, I spent all my time accompanying her. She liked baking and crafts, whi