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The Mighty CEO Knelt Outside My Door After I Asked for a Divorce

Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Then let's trade-my daughter's life for yours

Word Count: 1384    |    Released on: 16/10/2025

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, Charles lost con

d a mean streak, but he didn

you seriously cursing your own

ymore, too tired to drag this m

ed upstairs. Just as he passed by St

, the harshness in his

e, what'

through the phone, soft w

ourt? I'm really sorry... Olivia woke up an

rambled eggs-you said

nd happy like syrup, dragging the already cold and silent house into

with Sophie today. Mommy will make you

ietly muttering an "okay," he

t-at Stella's grim face, but his voic

t, she's getting i

back as he hung up a

e yard. He'd left in such a rus

to make scrambled

, pain surging so sharply

th? Her daughter had never

ack with Olivia, Charles b

s daughter too. H

haky but determined. She still had

d drinking it, a knock came from the door. A staff mem

these in his coat. P

hem-until she caught a glimpse o

e for bone marr

papers, flipping

staring in confusion, she bolted out

.

artment, Heart

fresh out of her check

ernational specialists will be here r

Isabelle clutched his wri

If there was any other way, Olivia and

pping down her face, her frag

anded her

f liver? That's nothing. If sacrificing the whol

w her arms

surgery, we'll be connected foreve

fling her hair with a doting smile. "You two rest now. I'l

llowed him

ed, she lowe

s for Olivia's transplant. Will it mess with your ability t

old face and snark back at Riv

? Clearly, Sophie's health isn't near

et him to care again."She can wait. Olivia c

rom the stairs, pushing straight into the at

You can't just

sk, Stella stared at him, eyes blo

ondition reall

inked, a litt

signs of the liver damage spread

d up the report from the

t? How do you have Mr. Har

aging inside her, Stella

Hart sent

at mad

didn't pr

livia, the damage is stable, has been for a while. He just can't stand seeing her on meds and getting poked with needles, that

could barely stay upright, finger

via won't die even if th

ourse

crushed whatever ho

g Olivia's discomfort o

test report, she assume

ife he could barely stand. She thought maybe it was be

ty hit ev

lanned to save

corridor, a ghost drifting in daylight. She

or

to help, but her legs gave in, and she stum

hat are yo

ing voice snapped St

e pulling up Olivia protectively, glarin

so alive..

little girl lying cold under that ster

pair. It all ca

retched so damn thin,

livia burst

ed to choke me! She's sca

eyes as she shoved Olivia behind her, dr

daughter to die. Please, I'd never dream of interfering

ell

m behind slammed in

ed and out of focus, cl

t her without a second gl

crying Olivia in his arms, gently patting h

e damn scene a

Sophie had never be

ted the pitiful stunts, Charles always chose t

kill me. Is it 'cause I too

around Charles's neck, w

se, was sobbing q

be mad at me. Just... do

eyes tu

trade-my daughter'

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The Mighty CEO Knelt Outside My Door After I Asked for a Divorce
The Mighty CEO Knelt Outside My Door After I Asked for a Divorce
“Her daughter lay dying-her only chance at survival resting in a bone marrow transplant from her biological father. That man, the one Stella Johnson had once loved with all her heart, was nowhere to be found. While Stella made call after call, hands trembling with desperation, Charles Hart was busy building a crystal castle for the daughter of his beloved white moonlight-lighting up the entire city with fireworks in her honor. All Stella got in return was a cold, clipped response: "I'm busy." And then. silence. She waited. And waited. Until the warmth left her daughter's tiny hand. He never came. Cradling the small urn, Stella stepped into the streets-only to be greeted by a cruel spectacle. Every digital screen on the bustling boulevard played the same scene: Charles, his white moonlight, and their daughter, smiling under the fireworks as they sang "Happy Birthday," basking in a future built on someone else's grave. The love Stella once held for Charles didn't just die that night-it was burned to ash. And from those ashes, something far stronger rose: Hatred. Cold. Sharp. Unforgiving.”