"What's there to say? She has been holding me back for more than three years. Do you want her to continue wasting my time?"
Joye pursed her lips when she heard Shawn’s casual tone. The tears in her eyes threatened to fall, but she blinked hard to hold them back.
“Just bear with it for ten more days, then. I wish you happiness,” She managed eventually. Then, she turned to Baird and said, “Grandpa, I have something else to do, so I'll go first."
She turned around and strode away the moment before her tears fell but sensed something ice-cold hitting the back of her hand.
"B
stard!"
Upon seeing Joye leaving, Baird raised his cane and hit Shawn’s thigh viciously. "Shawn, sooner or later you’ll regret this!"
"Dad, why don’t you understand? Joye’s determined to divorce Shawn, so why did you hit him? In my opinion, we should approve of the divorce!"
Xaria pulled Shawn toward her protectively. She thought grimly, “I don’t care if Joye wants a divorce or not, but she can never take the Richard Group's shares away!”
"I'm going to beat this brat!"
Baird struck Shawn with his cane again, but Shawn was unmoving, his cold face and thin lips tensing. “She’s the one determined to divorce me, so why would I regret it?”
Suddenly, Shawn’s phone rang in his pocket, and Baird stopped. "Is it Joye?"
Shawn answered the call, and before he could speak, Dalton's childish voice came from the speakers. "Dad, I miss you so much. When will you come back to see me?"
Everyone's face fell upon hearing Dalton’s voice. Shawn turn to look at the red-eyed Baird, and the corner of his mouth quirked as he replied, "I’ll be back soon."
"You bastard! I'll beat you to death!"
Baird was furious. He swung his cane down on Shawn once again, but the latter grabbed it at once. "She’s the one who wants a divorce, so she should be the one who’ll regret it!"
With a straight face, he turned around and walked out of the villa, ignoring Baird.
……
"Mom, will Dad really come to see me after I call him? Will he really not abandon me?"
Meanwhile, in the villa, Dalton hugged the huge toy bear he got from Shawn, as he looked up and asked Vivian with uncertainty.
With a smile, Vivian pulled him into her arms and gently stroked the soft hair on the top of his head. "Be a good boy, Dalton. How could Dad not want you? Trust me, he’ll come back."
"But I haven't seen Dad for more than a day already. And it was so noisy on the phone just now. Is Dad fighting with someone?"
Dalton frowned and began doubting Shawn as a good example to him. He thought in confusion, “My teacher said that a child who fights is bad. But Dad fought with someone, so is he a bad person?”
The smile on the corners of Vivian's lips deepened as if she had already anticipated the reaction of the Richard family. She sneered, “It seems like Baird is still protecting Joye as usual.”
However, she was no longer the woman she was three years ago. This time, no one could stop her from getting what she wanted.
"Mom, when Dad comes back, can we tell him not to fight again?"
Dalton’s voice pulled Vivian back to reality, and she smiled and kissed his soft little face. "Dalton, tell me, are you happy to have Dad beside you?"
"Yes, I'm happy. As long as I see him every day, I’ll feel very happy."
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