Ajifa

Sir, She's Gone With Their Daughter And Never Returns

Leanora Tanouye

My four-year-old daughter was dying of leukemia, waiting desperately for a bone marrow transplant. I begged my billionaire husband to just call the registry or visit her, but he claimed he was too busy with board meetings to care. Until the hospital informed me that my daughter's life-saving bone marrow had been suddenly reallocated to another patient. When I walked down the VIP hallway, I found my husband. He wasn't at a board meeting. He was gently peeling an apple, playing the loving father to his widowed mistress's daughter. When my pale, sick daughter called out for him, he instinctively stepped back in disgust. I later discovered the mistress had bribed the hospital to swap the registry numbers, stealing my daughter's marrow for her own child. When I demanded a divorce, my husband laughed in my face. "You haven't worked a day in four years. You're a purchased asset. You don't get to walk away." He threatened to freeze my accounts, assuming I would be starving on the streets and begging to come back. His family and the mistress publicly mocked my background, waiting for me to be utterly humiliated. They thought I was just a useless, penniless housewife who relied entirely on his last name to survive. They didn't know I never needed a single cent of his money. I packed my bags, took my daughter, and made a single phone call. Three days later, at his family's elite banquet, my husband waited to see me beg. Instead, the most powerful corporate magnate in North America walked right past him, bowed to me at a perfect ninety-degree angle, and spoke. "Welcome back to the throne, Madam."

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"Miss Lopez, here it is." Sophie Lopez was a little hesitant. She was shocked when Lawyer Mr. Edwin, the driver, started to talk.

She responded, "Oh" softly.

"Miss Lopez, I am not going inside with you. The first room on the right above is the master bedroom ..." Lawyer Mr. Edwin left.

Sophie Lopez stood on the steps, looked at the three-story European-style villa in front of her, and watched Mr. Edwin driving away.

A month ago, the day Sophie Lopez received the college admission notice, she was so happy, but when she got home, she found that her mother was lying on the floor in the kitchen. The freezing cold was originally thought turned out to be acute leukemia.

After admission, Mrs. Lopez was undergoing chemotherapy while expecting for a suitable bone marrow. Seeing that her mother's condition was getting worse, she still could not find a suitable bone marrow. Until ten days ago, the appearance of this Lawyer Mr. Edwin brought her hope and shame at the same time.

Listening to the car going away, Sophie Lopez shoved the door and entered the villa. They should have been prepared for a long time. The lights in the villa were all on. She glanced inside the house and did not see anyone. She mechanically went to the second floor.

She opened the door of the master bedroom, seeing that the floor was covered with pure white carpets, and the orange light filled the room warmly. She looked up inside the room. The sofa was also covered with pure white blankets. There were also white beds and white curtains. The curtains were slightly open. Inside was a huge ground glass window.

Sophie Lopez couldn't help clenching her fists, and walked to the large glass window and looked outside where everything seemed to be mocking her. There was a blank in her mind and a lot of sweat in her palm. She knew that every girl would have a first time, while she never thought that her first time would happen under this kind of situation.

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