The Scumbag Was Defeated By Me

Ever since Ethan took control of the Sean Group, I couldn't even have a chance to see him. Since he came back today, I must get a divorce.

"Yara, you are a grownup. Why are you always making a fuss like this?"

"Brenda is busier than me every day. So it's inevitable that she'll make mistakes at work. Plus, you're doing fine, aren't you?"

Ethan pulled at his tie and forced himself to sit opposite me.

So, he thought it was only a minor mistake made by Brenda that caused my near death.

When he was video chatting with me, I saw the drug I asked him to buy on his desk.

If he had cared about me, he would have brought that box of drugs to visit me in the hospital.

Ever since Brenda returned and helped him secure his position as the CEO of the Sean Group, Ethan had begun to stay further from me.

They attended all important occasions together and were regarded as a lovely couple by others.

While I, his secretly married wife, could neither offer him help nor make him proud.

I knew that an orphan like me wasn't worthy of Ethan. Brenda suited him better.

Understandably, men are attracted to brilliant women.

But Ethan had already married me and had a child with me.

I rubbed the scar on my hand and felt sarcastic.

Seeing that I didn't make a scene as before, Ethan thought I would give in.

"Daniel won the piano competition. Did you buy him a gift?"

I had no idea that Daniel participated in the competition, so I didn't prepare any gifts for him.

I smiled slightly.

"No."

But my reaction only made Ethan think of me as being shameless.

"Yara Garret! That's enough! You've gone too far!"

I looked at him, amused.

As soon as Daniel was born, he began to live with Brenda. In Ethan's eyes, a woman like me wasn't qualified to raise the heir of the Sean family.

Brenda, who was engaged with Ethan when she was a child, was the real daughter-in-law recognized by the Sean family.

The boy I gave birth to had to call someone else mom, and I could only stay away and watch him grow up.

The fact was that only when Ethan took me back to Sean's residence did I have the opportunity to see my son from afar.

In order to see Daniel, I secretly ran to the kindergarten but was driven away by the Sean family. Even the police came.

I cried and begged Ethan, but he asked me to wait a little longer.

And now, my son is already six years old.

"Do you consider Daniel your son or not? Can't you be more caring to him? Or you no longer care about your son?"