Divorcing The CEO For My Secret Daughter

Chapter 2

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cried out, throwing h

breath stop

e rubbed against him, her voice a soft, intimate whine. "Easton... it's all your fault. If

eliberate, unmista

d wrapped it around her trembling frame. His slate-gray eyes-the same eyes that hadn't blinked when Chast

frozen in the

er gaze collide

allow. In

llicit affair, yet there was no panic. No explanation. Just a breezy nonc

ve, her voice fragile. "Kassie is sc

t," Eas

her like a perfect family. Even as they left

ris. Gentle. Forgiving. Deeply affectionate and responsive to her every need. I

ed her heart toward Easton, witnessing his blatant betra

out of the perimeter, the SUV that h

e. "How desperate were they to do it

her arm. "Some men use a 50-50 financial split as an excuse to mess around out

umbag is like that, I wouldn't want him even

llow, bitter laugh. "

them seemed to

ehind her. Chastity turned around and

away, tall and imposing, his expression a m

she quickly crushed it. She hadn't lied. If he had the

defense. He simply looked past her, treating her w

ed his assistant. "Have the security team distribute those relief s

oat brushing against her shoulder. The chill he

ing the biting wind clear

opened Elsie's video mes

ur daddy

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Divorcing The CEO For My Secret Daughter

Xiao Yan Romance

“For five years, I endured a cold, loveless marriage with billionaire Easton Underwood, playing the role of a lowly, dependent wife. He gave all his tenderness and protection to his late best friend's widow, Karis, while treating me like an unpaid tenant. When I risked my life in a mudslide to save Karis's child, Easton wrapped his own coat around Karis and publicly humiliated me. Emboldened, Karis moved into my penthouse, shattered my wedding photo, and threw my dead mother's watch in the trash. Her cousin even stole my engineering team's proprietary flight code for a massive military demonstration. When I warned Easton, he believed their lies and ordered security to throw me out of the building. He thought I was just a pathetic gold digger who couldn't even keep our premature baby alive four years ago. He never knew I swallowed every insult and financial abuse just to fund our daughter's secret life-support treatments in Switzerland. But today, the clinic called to say my daughter's lungs had fully healed. I signed the divorce papers, waiving every single cent. Then, I walked onto the presentation stage, exposed the stolen code in front of two hundred military executives, and crashed his five-hundred-million-dollar defense demo. "Take your grieving widow and the child you treat as your own. My daughter and I don't need you anymore." I dropped my company badge into the trash and stepped into my private jet.”