Chapter 22
Sebastian lightly ruffled Daphne’s hair, his voice casual but with an undertone of concern. “It’s nothing serious. You just caught a cold. The doctor said you need to finish this IV drip. Once you’re done, we’ll talk about the rest.”
Daphne glanced at the steady drip of medicine, watching as it slowly filled the bag. She had.
already been hooked up for about an hour.
“Have you been here this whole time?”
The media loved to gossip about Sebastian. His personal life was always a mess, but his business
dealings were ruthless and efficient. Yet Daphne couldn’t help but feel that the rumors didn’t
match the Sebastian she had come to know over the past few days.
He raised an eyebrow, amused. “What, you thought I’d leave you here alone?”
Daphne flushed, feeling a bit guilty, “I didn’t mean to be such a burden. Especially when you’re
probably so busy.”
Sebastian shrugged it off. “You’re my future wife. Taking care of you is the least I can do. Then, he handed her a small piece of chocolate. “I heard you like this chocolate, so I got you some.”
Daphne blinked, surprised. “How did you know?”
When her blood sugar dropped, she always kept a stash of these chocolates in her bag for emergencies.
Sebastian gave her a playful grin. “As your future husband, I’m supposed to know these little details, right?”
Daphne smiled back. “Thank you, hubs. If you need anything, just let me know.”
Before they could continue, there was a knock at the door.
A few men in suits stepped inside carrying folders They peered in, looking formal and businesslike.
Daphne raised an eyebrow. “Can I help you?”
“Ms. Yeager, we’re Mr. Farrell’s lawyers. We need to discuss the division of assets related to your divorce.”
Division of assets? Hadn’t they already settled that?
“He said we’d get an even split. What’s the issue?” Daphne asked, confused.
“While that was the agreement, considering your infidelity during the marriage, Mr. Farrell now requires you to leave with nothing.”
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Daphne’s eyes widened. She remembered Yvonne hinting at this during their last meeting at Starlight. She hadn’t taken it seriously then, but now, it seemed like Wilson was actually going
through with it
Speaking matter–of–factly, the lawyer, Coby Hilton, continued, “Mr. Farrell has provided evidence that puts you at a disadvantage. We’ll need to renegotiate the division of assets. We hope you’ll
cooperate
“Renegotiate?” Daphne scoffed, a laugh escaping her despite her anger. “How exactly does he
want to renegotiate?”
Coby handed her a new document. “Here’s the new agreement. Please take a look.”
Daphne could hardly believe it. “He actually has the nerve.
Before she could finish, the sound of heels clicking on the floor grew closer.
It was so loud it was almost maddening. There was only one person who made such a dramatic
entrance. And that could only be Yvonne.
“Wilson, it doesn’t matter if Daphne destroyed the house. You owe her nothing,” Yvonne said.
Sure enough, she appeared at the door, her arm linked with Wilson’s.
Wilson’s cold, unfeeling gaze flicked over to Daphne’s hand, where the IV was still in place. He paused for a moment before looking away. “Daphne, did you destroy the house?”
Daphne didn’t bother responding.
Wilson stepped further into the ward, his presence imposing. “You think by destroying the house, you’re going to get away with it?”
Though his voice was low, Daphne could feel the anger simmering beneath.
“And what if I did destroy the house?” she shot back.
“You know the consequences of crossing me, don’t you?”
Wilson’s words dripped with a cold threat, but Daphne had had enough.
She could almost picture the scene when he first came home to find the wreckage she had left behind Furious, he probably called his lawyers night away, eager to rewrite the marital
settlement agreement just to make her suffer.
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