“I must give birth for the greater good, for the common heir of the Leighton and Pellegrini families. You should think long-term, not be petty.”
I smiled with bitterness, tears rising in my eyes as I looked at Raline. At twenty-six, she was at her best, already showing the clear aura of a strong woman.
“So, you mean you not only want to have a child with Hudson, but that child will also inherit everything we have?”
“And I, a cripple, am just a money-making tool, never meant to have a child of my own?”
Raline pressed her lips together, her voice rough, looking at me with a complicated expression. The relatives all avoided her eyes.
They stood up, said a few more empty words and quickly left. Raline walked out coldly, closing the door behind her.
I sat there the whole night and when the first light of dawn appeared, I wiped my tears and called the company lawyer.
“Help me write a divorce agreement. I want a divorce.”
After everything became public, Raline stopped hiding and began openly showing affection toward Hudson.
When the private investigator sent me the collected evidence and reports, my hands shook as I forced myself to open them.