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At a five-star hotel, during the Frost Group's celebratory banquet.
In the restroom, I overheard a familiar voice,
"Genevieve, I only have a year left. Can't you just leave Cian alone? Can we try for a baby as soon as possible?"
Genevieve's sorrowful voice responded,
"Alright, Professor. We'll skip IVF; natural conception is faster anyway."
My mind went blank, and my body reacted before my thoughts could catch up. I burst out of the bathroom stall,
"Genevieve, you promised to start trying for a baby after the project was over. So this was your plan all along? To make me raise someone else's kid?"
Lorne looked up, his deep-set eyes behind his glasses betraying no emotion,
"What do you mean, 'someone else's kid'? Any child Genevieve and I have will rightfully bear my surname, no questions asked."
I turned to Genevieve in disbelief. She avoided my gaze and stammered an explanation:
"My mentor has terminal stomach cancer. Such an exceptional man without an heir – I just wanted to help fulfill his dying wish, to not waste his superior genes."
I squeezed my eyes shut, unable to look at the woman I'd loved for a decade any longer.
"Genevieve, since you're so noble, I'll do you a favor. Let's get a divorce."

My Darling Gives Birth to Her Mentor's Child

"Old bastard, say one more word and I'll fucking kill you."


Mother-in-law clutched her chest, her face deathly pale as she pointed at Lorne, then vomited blood and fainted.


Seeing this, Father-in-law rushed forward, grabbing Lorne's collar and shouting angrily.


Lorne raised his hands, looking helplessly at Genevieve,


"Genevieve, you saw it. Your parents insulted and cursed at me first. You can't blame me, right?"


With an eerie smile, he grabbed Father-in-law and kicked him hard in the stomach. Father-in-law rolled several times before tumbling off the stage.


Some shook their heads and sighed, others began to retreat. Children were crying, relatives shouting and cursing.


Lorne stood calmly on the stage, spreading his hands and saying nonchalantly,


"It's really not my fault. They're too crude and uncivilized. I'm just teaching them a lesson about being polite."


Chapter 10