Divorcing The CEO For My Secret Daughter

Chapter 3

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stity sat in her cold car and dial

want full custody of El

ought it throug

et out a s

had deteriorated so badly, she assumed Easton would bring up divorce right after she gave birth. Who kn

uld never allow Underwood blood to live

ilent. That was exa

he delivery room wasn't entirely Easton's idea? Maybe his

te indifference and silent approval, how would a mere assistant dare to act so atrociously? Besides, s

persuade Chastity to stay; she was just afraid her friend would back out. Few pe

ed in a single night. It was

id, briefly explaining what she ha

legal reason for him to give up Elsie. Chastity, the only way is to get Easton to sign a written agreement re

How incredibly diff

r tone. "My uncle just told me that Elsie's condition is almost fully he

been secretly treating Elsie in Switzerland. He was a late-born

of absolute, ascetic perfection, yet his aura was so profoundly cold and aloof that Chastity had been terr

r years ago, when she was completely abandoned and desperate, it was this terrifying, u

s wond

ity's chest. For four years, she could only fly out occasionally to see El

Park Avenue penthouse, the h

eone was alr

s frame shattered right at her feet. "Ugly lady

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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.”