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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.

Cynthia never expected that when Albert said he'd be back the day after tomorrow, he actually meant 2 AM that very night. She was still fast asleep. After work that evening, she had gone to his house to pick up Olive. Fredy invited her to stay for dinner, and she didn't refuse. After dinner, Olive insisted on sleeping with her, so she had no choice but to bring the little girl home.

In her sleep, she felt something wrapping around her, so tightly that she could hardly breathe. That "thing" was even moving restlessly, groping her chest. Feeling uneasy, she turned over, only to bump into a solid chest. Instantly, her sleepiness vanished, and she let out a sharp scream.

A familiar yet exhausted voice came from beside her. She froze in the darkness for a few seconds before realizing it was him. The "thing" that was tightly wrapped around her was his arm, and the restless hand groping her chest was his.

Chapter 217- morning kiss