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He married the daughter of the Lancaster family purely for revenge. He expected her to be obedient and submissive, not to resist or show emotions—a perfect pawn in his plan for vengeance.
However, when his gaze locked onto the third daughter of the Lancaster family, the one who barged into the living room was her—disheveled and stained with blood. She seemed ordinary, but beneath the surface, she hid an unknown sharpness.
"Do you love me?" he asked coldly.
"You're crazy!" she rolled her eyes in disdain.
In that moment, he smiled with satisfaction, believing he had everything under control.
But she fought back. Marrying him was merely one step in her own plan.
Four years later, with the Lancaster family completely destroyed, she threw the divorce papers in his face, smiling like the final victor:
"Albert Wilson, have you finished using me? Thank you for making me think I once loved you. Now, never see me again, even in death."
Just as she turned to leave in triumph, she accidentally walked into a gang's arms deal, and an explosion forever separated her from him.
It was only when he found the two-month pregnancy test result among her belongings that he realized he had lost the only salvation of his life.

Please Let Me Go, My Contracted Ex-Husband.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally picked up her phone and dialed that person's number. Jim answered the call. She introduced herself in a businesslike manner, stating her name and position.

"Hello, I am Cynthia, the producer from the news department at LTC TV."

There was a sound of water splashing on the other end of the line.

"Ha! Cynthia, no need to be so formal!" Jim chuckled, then realized his mistake and quickly corrected himself.

"Uh, sorry, Lancaster, please excuse me. What can I do for you?"

Cynthia stood by the large floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the bustling traffic outside. She rubbed her forehead, feeling a slight headache, and spoke with a hint of laziness.

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