บททั้งหมดของ Divorce Finally Made Him Break: บทที่ 431 - บทที่ 440

Maybe my depression had come back.Early the next morning, after dropping Shannon and Daphne off at kindergarten, I drove straight to the hospital to see a therapist. It had been a long time since my last visit.After listening to everything that had happened recently, the doctor talked me through it, then prescribed antidepressants.I had just stepped out of the office when I saw Leon walking straight toward me.Why was he here?The moment he saw me, a flash of discomfort crossed his face. He even looked like he wanted to turn around and leave.But we were already face-to-face. He had no choice but to greet me awkwardly. "Ms. York, w-what a coincidence...""What are you doing here?" I stopped him.There was only one office in that direction—the one I had just come out of.Leon hesitated. "Ms. York... I really can't say. Please don't put me in a difficult position, okay?"I understood immediately. "This is about me, isn't it? You're here to see my doctor and trying to access

Before I could say another word, Kaylin lunged forward. One hand shoved toward me, while the other reached straight for Shannon behind my back.In the chaos, a small scream cut through the air. Daphne came charging in from the living room, both hands gripping a bright plastic stool she had dragged from the corner.The stool was light and harmless, but the way she rushed forward caught Kaylin completely off guard."This is my mom's house!" Daphne yelled, her face red, her eyes blazing. "You don't get to bully her or Shanny! I'll hit you!"She lifted the stool high over her head like an angry little lion defending its den.The stool sent Kaylin stumbling backward, her expression flickering between shock and fury.She pointed at me, her voice shaking with fury. "So this is the kind of child you raise! Mark my words! You'll pay for this!"She shot one last venomous glare at Shannon and me, then spun around and fled down the hallway, heels clacking in frantic retreat.I exhaled shar

Timothy arrived quickly.The moment Daphne saw him, she burst into tears again, though this time, there was a little acting mixed in.She had been around Yasmin long enough to pick up a thing or two.She knew how to cry just right, and she knew that Timothy fell for it every time.Seeing Daphne sobbing so hard that she could barely breathe, Timothy's heart softened instantly. He scooped her up and coaxed gently, "Okay, okay, don't cry. I'm here. We'll go get your mom right now. I'll make some calls. She'll be fine."Before coming over, Yasmin had played him the recording of Daphne's phone call. It was the part where Daphne had screamed "go to hell" at a woman who had just miscarried.He had planned to discipline her.But now, as he held her trembling little body and saw her cry like this, every single word of reproach died in his throat.In the end, he carried her downstairs and put her in the car.Daphne refused to sit in the front seat. She climbed into the back without utte

The smile on Timothy's face froze. He stared at Daphne in disbelief, a flash of hurt crossing his eyes.He said softly, "Daphne, I would never abandon you. When you say things like that, it hurts."Daphne looked back at him, her gaze far too steady for a child her age. "Why did you abandon my mom? Why did you hurt her before? When you hurt her, she was sad too."He stared at her like he didn't recognize her anymore.His lips parted as if he wanted to explain and defend himself, but no words came out. He stood there stiffly, his face draining of color.Just then, Daphne sneezed several times in a row.The early spring night was still cold. Her little nose turned red almost instantly.Timothy took an instinctive step forward. "The wind's too strong. Get in the car first. You don't have to come home with me, but don't stand out here and get sick!"He opened the car door himself and looked at Daphne expectantly.Daphne tightened her grip on my hand and looked up at me. "Mom, are w

I couldn't listen to Harriett anymore. I shoved past her and ran out of the lounge, my heart hammering in my chest.I pulled out my phone and dialed Micah's number, my fingers shaking so badly that I almost dropped it.I didn't know whether Harriett was bluffing or telling the truth. Either way, I had to confirm it and warn him to protect Shannon.The phone rang several times before it was picked up, but the voice on the other end wasn't his. It was Kaylin, sharp and hostile. "Josie, you worthless cast-off the Grant family threw away! Why do you keep calling my husband?""I'm not calling for Mr. Holmes. I'm calling about Shannon!" I said urgently.She let out a cold laugh. "I raised her for four years, fed her well, and dressed her well. She's lived like a little princess long enough. What's wrong with her finally doing something for the family now? That's just her luck. As for Micah, he's busy. He doesn't have time for this kind of nonsense. Don't call again!"The line went dead