After My Wife Buried Our Daughter Herself

I'd been worried about Maria during the years I'd been with her.

She was a typical career-oriented woman. After she gave birth to Stella, she worked even harder. She fainted at her workplace several times and I had to go to pick her up.

Her body, which already needed rest, was even more depleted due to this. To replenish her body, I tried all kinds of ways.

She had no time to exercise, so I gave her a full body massage every night before going to bed and helped her exercise her muscles manually.

In addition to working and taking care of her, I also had to take care of Stella all the time. I spent money to hire a nanny, but I was not very reassured, so I often took care of Stella myself.

At the same time, I had to take care of my diet and daily routine, take good care of my body, and try not to fall ill during this period.

I would not let her or Stella endure any hardship.

I could sense her every little emotion immediately.

During those three years, she expressed her love to me countless times, so sincerely that I thought she loved me.

Logan's provocation made me angry, and no man could tolerate it.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you challenge me?"

Stella's death made me lose my control. I couldn't bear it anymore and rushed over to beat him up.

Unexpectedly, I was stopped by Maria.

"Lucas, stop being unreasonable! Thirty thousand dollars is nothing to you. Why are you so mean?"

She was the person I had loved for three years.

"What does our child, Stella, mean to you? She's already dead, but you, her biological mother, were absent from her funeral. And now you're still taking care of Logan. It's ridiculous!"

"Maria!" I yelled, throwing out the divorce agreement I had been carrying with me. "Let's get a divorce, then you can accompany Logan!"

"Stella is dead?"

When Maria heard this, she was stunned and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"How is this possible? I remember she was very well-behaved and said that the teacher at the kindergarten praised her a few days ago when I saw her..."

I smiled bitterly, it turned out that she hadn't noticed this matter at all.

I threw the divorce agreement in front of her.

"It doesn't matter. You have never been a competent wife and mother. Just sign it. Even if it goes to court, a heartless and ungrateful mother like you won't have any advantage!"

She looked at me in shock, mumbling to herself.

"No way. It's impossible. How could Stella die? You must be lying to me!"