All Chapters of Divorce Finally Made Him Break: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

I finally understood why Timothy had chosen Yasmin.He saw her commercial value. He wanted to ride that wave of attention and regain the ground he'd lost to Isaac.I sneered. "He really has no principles left."Christine seemed confused but still cursed, "He's been mixed up with the Beech family for so long. What principles could he possibly have?"Then, she suddenly looked at me seriously. "One day, you need to make that marriage certificate public. Let them climb as high as they want. When they fall, it'll hurt that much more. The internet deserves to know exactly what kind of person Yasmin is!"I smiled. "Of course."Not showing the marriage certificate now didn't mean I'd protect them forever.Once Timothy was no longer a threat to me, I would expose everything.…All day long, the pantry buzzed with hushed discussions about the situation.I couldn't focus either.When it was time to pick Shannon up from kindergarten, traffic slowed me down. By the time I arrived, almost

Timothy sounded overwhelmed, like he was barely keeping everything from falling apart.He was juggling between a pregnant Yasmin, Daphne, and the mess at Grant Corporation.I wanted to tell him that it served him right. But Daphne was standing right next to me, so I swallowed the words, replied coldly, and hung up.Daphne lingered in the kitchen instead of going back out.I asked, "What is it? Are you hungry?"She shook her head and looked up at me. "Are you going to be Shannon's mommy now?"I froze for a moment, caught off guard by the question. Then, I said instinctively, "Why are you thinking about that? It's not like you don't already have a mom."Her gaze sharpened with a hint of stubbornness. "I don't like how nice you are to her. You said I'm your real daughter. Then why do you treat her better than me?"I frowned without meaning to.That possessiveness came straight from Timothy. They shared the same mindset—wanting nothing for themselves, yet refusing to let anyone el

I didn't respond to Micah, and we didn't exchange another word while cooking.An hour later, dinner was finally ready.Because we barely knew each other and tension lingered from our earlier interaction in the kitchen, the meal was awkward. Fortunately, Shannon kept chatting with Micah, which softened the atmosphere.However, Daphne barely spoke and ate very little.Just then, Micah said to Shannon, "The New Year's coming up. How about I take you home?"Shannon froze. I thought she would be happy, but instead, she looked at me hesitantly. "Daddy, why doesn't Mommy treat me as well as Ms. York does? If I go home with you, will she still hate me?"Micah didn't know how to answer.After a moment, he sighed and stroked her hair. "You've already stayed here a long time, Shanny. If you stay any longer, it'll be inconvenient for Ms. York. Besides, she has her own child to take care of.""I'll be good," Shannon said. "I won't cause her any trouble."Thinking about what she might fac

I shook my head helplessly and pulled the blanket back over Daphne.Although she was with me now, I no longer felt that overwhelming surge of emotion I'd had when I first found out she was my daughter. Perhaps it was a mother-daughter bond because watching her sleep like this still softened me in a way I couldn't quite explain.…The next day, when I picked Daphne up from school, she told me as soon as she got in the car, "Shannon's daddy took her out. I wanted to apologize, but she won't be at school for a few days."Micah didn't visit Seavale often. I guessed he probably wanted to spend some time with her."Her dad probably took her out for some fun," I said as I drove.Daphne asked quietly, "Will she come back after that?"I smiled. "What, are you going to miss her?""No way!" she said, a hint of stubbornness in her tone. "You said I should be grateful. I just want to apologize properly and say thank you."…Winter break came quickly.I'd stayed up several nights in a r

After that, Timothy didn't bother gauging my reaction. He took off his suit jacket, hung it on the rack, and then turned to Daphne. "Sweetheart, stay here with your mom for a bit. I'll go make you two something to eat."Her eyes widened in disbelief. "Daddy, you can cook?"I glanced over as well. In all my memories, Timothy had never set foot in a kitchen.As expected, he froze for a moment, then forced a stiff smile. "I didn't use to, but I can learn. Wait here. I'll be right back."Once he left, Daphne walked over to the bed and looked at me with clear displeasure. "Could you be nicer to Daddy? He came all this way because he was worried about you. Why do you keep trying to kick us out? He just got off the plane. He's tired, too."I leaned back against the headboard and closed my eyes. It wasn't that I didn't want to respond. I simply didn't have the strength.More than that, Daphne had been raised by him. In her world, Timothy always came first. No matter how carefully I expla