Divorcing The CEO For My Secret Daughter

Author: Xiao Yan

Chapter 1

Word Count: 828 | Released on: 09/10/2026

of excruciating fertility treatments just to give him a child. Yet, as she lay on the delivery bed, literally blee

expense. Mr. Underwood insists on strictly ad

ice was devoid of

pain. "I've been in labor for twenty-four hours... the doctor said I won'

this heartless," the nurse

nt didn't m

g body off the bed and dropped to her knees on the freezing fl

medical fees

contract," Easton Underwood's i

body. Chastity looked down as thick, dark blood poo

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hun

ntom pain of that emergency C-section four ye

om Switzerland. Elsie's sweet, pale face appeared on the screen, h

asked softly, "should I d

years ago, he had simply left the hospital to attend a board meeting. For four years, Chastity had endured his coldness and w

he thermal imaging prototypes she secretly developed, Chastity spent her

ng the torrential rain. Her fingers steadily adjusted the dials of her handheld infrared scanner. On th

lmly into her tactical headset. "Viable respiratory tr

digging, Wyatt Tucker, the veteran team lead, approache

tape. "The kid wandered into this deathtrap because her mother was too busy getting intimately distrac

ught through countless life-and-death struggles just to breath

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ver remarried. What kind of man could make the haughty Karis so des

t, the medics pulled a terrifie

e shivering child in a thermal blanket,

my baby!" K

ug violently into Chastity's forearm, ripping through the skin and leaving a bloody scratch. The look in Karis

saved your kid!" W

oftened into a calculated, fragile mas

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lently skipped a bea

naire looked completely out of character. His bespoke tie was ripped loose, the t

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Xiao Yan Romance

“As I lay hemorrhaging and dying on the delivery bed, my billionaire husband's assistant coldly denied my request for an epidural: "Sir insists that all marital expenses must be strictly 50-50. The epidural is an unapproved expense." Desperate, I dialed my husband's number to beg for my life, but he only threw back a freezing "stick to the contract" before heartlessly hanging up on me. I later found out he wasn't born heartless. While I was handing out flyers in the freezing snow just to afford my half of the prenatal checkups, he drove across the city in a blizzard to buy imported cherries for his late best friend's widow. While I passed out from the agonizing pain, he hired a 60-person elite medical team just to ensure that woman had the most luxurious, pain-free delivery. He treated her illegitimate daughter like a princess, yet emboldened them to shatter my wedding photos and forced me to publicly apologize to them. He was arrogantly certain I was just a pathetic parasite who would starve to death without him. So, when I threw the divorce papers at him-asking for zero cents, only the custody of our child. He sneered and signed it instantly, mocking me for playing hard to get by demanding custody of a "stillborn." He didn't know I had already discovered his top-secret medical report: he suffered from irreversible azoospermia. That precious "illegitimate daughter" he treated like royalty was nothing but a random bastard! And the "dead baby" he had just signed away with absolute disgust? She was alive and well-and she was the only and final biological bloodline he would ever have in this lifetime! The moment I got his signature, I smiled. Turning around, I stepped into a waiting armored black car and dialed the encrypted number that would shake the global tech industry to its core: "Tell the board. The true founder of Apex Robotics is coming back."”