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

Chapter 8 Chapter 8 About the divorce, absolutely not

Word Count: 1238    |    Released on: 16/10/2025

ice drifted throug

n-stop. She misses you so much. Can't you

ter, a tender litt

, I mi

sh, the corners of his lips lifting sl

s coming right away. Stay

ella. The warmth in his eyes vanished in an in

therwise, you'r

he switched faces-Stella felt a chill

ment. Just because Olivia missed him a little, he

n her final moments, all Soph

all wish nev

nch to the chest. She strugg

was like a thorn constan

etending in front of me. D

t back tears

tongue against his cheek like he wante

d walked out without anothe

uette disappear, her tea

hard, six years of marr

e ever let g

knew-he never lo

ct alone, playing both role

time to drop the cu

hind Johnson Corporation's

g nearby. He stepped c

o upset. You've got to

t him and spoke, s

ing to you has been nice. Sor

love to invite you to collaborate on a pi

d Charles, business was busin

. Just call Renee

dded, th

thing, just ask. I'll

y much more and

orward with a plate in han

nd for Sophie, like you said. Jus

me made her eyes bl

ghtly, she took the

ou, Mr.

re we

was from Charles. Jason didn't really know

, yet Charles didn't mention a word. He stil

on really meant

. Ha

say more, then

t is

a let out a soft "mm" as she dragg

e, Charles rush

ooped her into his arms, his vo

etheart? Come, let Daddy

his chest, her little

too. Daddy and Mommy

ard Isabelle, clearly wanting

ushed slightly. She lowered her eyes with

r way. Instead, he twirled Oliv

ief-maker. How about Daddy

ple

d her hands i

lders and carried her around t

red slightly-if his refusal to acknowledge her last time could be

d Mommy," Isabelle was pretty sure Ch

e air

nded and wasted no time i

unreadable flashed in her eyes. She hes

alled you the moment I landed. I've missed you

ent she heard the old lady's voic

ath, tried hard to

es and I... things haven't been g

ce on the other end, then Old Mrs

t brat do something to yo

lip so hard i

she pushed he

ong these past few years between me and

t of Sophie stabbing int

. She just couldn't

e grown taller? I haven't seen

s. She couldn't say it.

for treatment. She's in good

Poor thing... and you didn't go with her?

ella. The tears burst out

e you crying? I

ately picked up on

ow. She sucked in a breath

er. Going abroad gives her better care. Soph

thank goodness. That's our brave girl-so you

have a serious talk with that grandson of mine when

supported her and Charles being

ings were

afford to lov

to go through w

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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.”