Todos os capítulos de Five Years Too Late, Ex-husband!: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

~ DAISY'S POV ~ I stare at Damien in total shock that I don't know when my fork clatters against the ceramic plate, the sound echoing like a gunshot in the quiet restaurant. I can't move. I am unable to believe what I just heard. Sebastian? The same Sebastian who was so obsessed with order and perfection? A bully? He was actually a bully? He was someone who pushed another human being to the edge of death? Damien looks at my shocked face and lets out a small breath. He gives me a tight smile that… that looks fake. “I knew you wouldn't believe me,” he says, his voice sounding hollow. He looks down at his hand, his fingers tracing the edge of the tablecloth. “It's okay, Daisy. Nobody believed me in the past either. Everyone saw the King's family as royalty. They saw Sebastian as the golden boy. And to them, I was just the weak kid who couldn't handle the pressure. They thought I was the problem.” I watch him closely, my heart heavy in my chest. I look for any sign of a lie in

~ DAISY'S POV ~I stand frozen on a spot, feeling like I'm underwater. I look down at Mason, then back at Damien, my mind racing. I don't want to be foolish, but I also don't want to be gullible. I have spent five years learning that the world is a cruel place and that people only help you when they want something in return. But Damien… he saw it. With just one look, he predicted Mason's condition. He didn't need a blood test nor did he need a chart. He just saw the paleness of my son's skin and the way he relied on me for balance, and he knew.He is a good doctor. Maybe he is one of the best, and right now, Mason is fading. My pride is a small price to pay for my son's life. I have to take this chance. I have to trust someone or I might lose the only reason I have to keep breathing. “You're right,” I whisper, my voice cracking. I look around to make sure no one else is eavesdropping, so I move closer to Damien. “He has a rare form of anemia. We've been managing it, but lately, it'

~ DAISY'S POV ~Looking back, I remember how happy I was to marry him. When the old madam presented the marriage contract five years ago, I didn't see it as a trap. I saw it as a dream come true. I was all too happy to comply with the wedding at that time. I was foolish, probably because I was young and I was hopelessly, dangerously in love.I had loved Sebastian since I was a little girl. I remember the day the bullies in our own home had cornered me in the garden, throwing mud and calling me a nameless orphan.Sebastian had appeared like a knight. Yes, he was older, stronger and he had chased them away without a second thought. From that moment, he held my heart in his hands.But I had underestimated Sebastian's hatred for me. The marriage wasn't a fairy tale, it was a prison. Sebastian must have believed that I was a gold digger. He probably thought I had twisted his grandmother's head, taking advantage of Vanessa's death to claw my way into the King family fortune.Every time h

~ DAISY'S POV ~Damien brings a form and gives it to me. He wants me to sign it so that he will go on with whatever treatments he claims Mason needs.My hands are shaking so hard I can barely hold the pen. The paper in front of me is a blur of medical words and warnings, but I don't care.How should I even care at that moment? I don't even read the print and I don't ask about the risks. I just see Mason’s pale face in my mind and the urgent look in Damien's eyes.I sign the consent form immediately and scrawl my name across the bottom line, the ink smudging as my tears hit the page. I am filled with a panic that I can't turn off.Damien doesn't waste a single second. The moment the pen leaves the paper, he grabs the form and disappears back into the treatment room, the door swinging shut behind him with a dull thud.I am left standing outside the room with Maddie. I start to pace, walking back and forth. One step, two steps, turn. One step, two steps turn. I am hoping. I am praying.

~ SEBASTIAN’S POV ~I freeze.Maybe I heard wrong. The girl in my arms is Damien's daughter? How is that possible? Is he kidding me? My eyes are locked on the small girl in my arms. I look at her face, searching for a trace of Damien. I look for the shape of his nose or the curve of his jaw.But I don't see him in her. I don't see any resemblance to the man standing a little distance away from me.But then, she looks clearly like the one person I could never forget. She has the same eyes. She even has the same soft, rose petal lips.All in all, she looks exactly like the woman I spent five years trying to erase from my soul. She looks like Daisy.Maddie doesn't notice my shock and she doesn't feel the way my heart is beating faster, hammering against her small chest. She just squeals for joy, her arms tightening around my neck.“I have two daddies now!” she says, her voice bright and happy. She looks at Damien, then back at me, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “But you're my fav