All Chapters of My Husband and Daughter Replaced Me, so I Left: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

My throat seemed to have something lodged in it as I scrolled through her profile. They had spent the whole day together, going to an amusement park, a cinema, and ending it at what looked like Celeste’s apartment. Together, my husband and child had played me like a fool. Although my muscles were weak from the shock, I shakily rushed out of the house into the garden, my phone tightly in my hands. As the cold wind swept over me, I scrolled through more of Celeste’s pictures, dating as far back as seven months ago when she became Alessia’s etiquette teacher. On our anniversary seven months ago, Nicolas and I had planned for Alessia to go to his parents’ place so we would spend the night together. I had spent hours preparing for him. I waited all night in the robe and lingerie he once said drove him crazy. But Nicolas and Alessia only arrived the next morning, telling me that she had an allergic reaction and had been taken to the hospital. When I asked why they hadn’t informed me ea

Nicolas was in our room when I returned. “Hi, baby. We came back early. I want to spend the rest of the day with you and our princess.” I hummed, ignoring his worried look as I headed straight for the restroom. Alessia dragged my reluctant body into the living room, where Nicolas stood with a cake and a broad smile. “Since we couldn’t celebrate together as a family yesterday, let’s do it now.” Alessia squealed and looked at me. “Mommy, do you know your gift to me was the best gift I received?” I studied her face for a few seconds, then smiled faintly. “Is that so? So my gift was better than that beautiful custom diamond charm bracelet? You’re even wearing it right after receiving it.” I gestured toward Celeste’s gift on her hand. Alessia paled. “Um… Mommy, I didn’t wear yours because it’s—” “It’s fine, Alessia. I just wish I could have thought of something like this instead of a drawing book and a silly necklace. Whoever gave you that is great.” I ended with a small laugh.

Serena’s POV “We promise we won’t let him know where you are unless you want us to,” Adrian and his wife swore for the nth time. In the entire Laurent family, only these two ever stood by me. “Thank you, guys. I’m happy to have you,” a small smile graced my lips. Adrian cleared his throat. “Serena, I’m so sorry about my brother’s beha—” “No. Please do not try to fix us, Adrian. There’s nothing left to fix.” “I’m not trying to. I just hate that I’m related to that bastard,” he gritted. “Serena, if there’s anything we can help you with, just let us know. We are more than willing,” Adrian said, and his wife nodded in agreement. “No, there’s noth… wait. My shares in Nicolas’ company.” “Yes.” Adrian and his wife exchanged glances. “Do you want to sell them?” A sad smile tugged at my lips. “Not really.” I lowered my gaze. “Transfer everything to Alessia.” Silence crashed over the room as they watched me wide-eyed. “Does this mean you won’t be fighting for custody?” Adrian’s wife

Serena POV Two days later, I finally turned on my phone. Just as expected, everything had blown up insanely. Media outlets and gossip shows were eating up the news and I couldn’t help but chuckle. My phone had almost 60 missed calls from Nicolas, a few from Alessia, and hundreds of messages I didn’t even bother to open. I walked towards the place I once thought was home, holding my shoulders up high as the movers followed behind me. “Welcome home, Mrs. Laurent,” maids greeted, but I brushed past them without a word. I could afford everything I had come to take, but they mostly belonged to my mom, and I couldn’t abandon the last of her I had. What I didn’t expect was the crowd gathered in the living room. My mother-in-law and father-in-law sat on the sofa flanked by all the maids, and on the loveseat across from them, Celeste sat, her eyes red from crying. “Mama, I’ve lost my job, my family won’t talk to me too. Please just tell Nicolas to talk to me,” she whined. “Hey, don’t c

One week later I was doing it. I was moving back to my mom’s hometown to manage her company and heal from the hurt in my heart. I waved goodbye to Adrian and his wife, about to drive off when a figure, haggard and dirty, dropped on the hood. Celeste, once a socialite and etiquette teacher for the rich, lay on my car like a crumbled heap. I stepped out, folding my arms over my chest. “Now what?” She rushed towards me, her eyes red with fury. “This is all your fault! I’ve been dismissed from my job, my family hates me, and Nicolas is not answering any of my calls. It’s all your fault!” “My fault? And how is it my fault? When you knowingly got into a married man’s bed. What did you think was going to happen?” “Nicolas was supposed to be mine!” she roared. I let out a sigh. “I’m not disputing that. If he will have you, who am I to object? I’ve already divorced him, so he’s all yours.” Her cheeks turned redder. “Have you ever asked yourself how bad of a mother you were that even