Soon enough, the cakes were served.
It tasted phenomenal.
After they finished eating, Margaret and Monique went their separate ways.
Monique had to handle Samuel's affairs.
Although Monique was almost twice as old as Margaret, it was probably due to her personality that Monique subconsciously depended on Margaret.
Back at the villa.
As soon as she pushed the door open, she saw Samuel's figure and his mother, Helen. There was a young, beautiful woman next to her who was holding her flat belly.
Monique immediately knew who she was. She sneered in her heart.
"Who let him in?" Monique darted her eyes around the room for the help.
One of them carefully stood out.
"Next time, don't let these peasants in," Monique said angrily.
"Yes."
Upon hearing this, Samuel was a little unhappy, "Monique, I'm your husband. What do you mean by peasant?"
"You're my husband?" Monique laughed. She looked like she had heard the funniest joke in the world. She pointed to Emilia and asked, "Who is she then?"
"This..." Samuel quickly said, "Monique, I know that deep down you still love me, right? You were the one who wanted to marry me at the beginning, so if you divorce me now, you will be embarrassed when you go back to your family. Plus, Emilia has promised me that she doesn't want any money. She will leave by herself as soon as she delivers the baby."
"Oh?" Monique suppressed her disgust and continued to listen.
Samuel thought that Monique was convinced, so he continued to say, "When the time comes, the child will also be raised by you, right? It's a win-win situation!"
Helen who was next to him quickly nodded and said, "That's right. You can't give birth to a child, and yet you won't even let Samuel have a mistress. What if our Allen family ends up with no descendants?"
Helen was a typical hillbilly traditionalist who valued men more than women. Thus, preserving the family name was of utmost importance to her.
"Really? It seems that the Allen family has been greatly wronged for having a daughter-in-law like me." Monique patiently said.
"Exactly! So be good and listen to us. When the child is born, you will be the one raising them." Helen said ignorantly.
Monique took a sip of the tea served by the help. Then, she smiled. "Your family sure is like royalty. You want a child so badly to inherit the throne. How would I dare to wrong you all? Anyway, since I have poor health and can't bear any child, let's divorce."
"Divorce?" Samuel and Helen immediately cried out in surprise.
Even Emilia raised her head in surprise.
"You, you're already so old. Yet you still want a divorce?" Helen widened her eyes.
She knew that her son had a mistress outside of his marriage. Not only did she not object to it, she even gave him her full support.
It was all because Monique was in poor health, and she could not give birth to a baby.
If it were not for the fact that Monique was rich, she would have asked her son to divorce this old, barren woman.
In Helen's mind, women did not dare to get a divorce as a divorced woman would be despised and looked down upon.
That was why she had dared to behave so arrogantly at Monique.
She did not expect that her soft-hearted daughter-in-law would ask for a divorce.
"I don't agree." Samuel immediately said to Monique.
In fact, all trading under his name was run by Monique. He did not know how to do anything at all. If they got a divorce, he would stand to lose a lot.
"It's not up to you to agree or not. If you don't agree, I'll sue you in court. Anyway, my family will definitely help me," Monique said indifferently.
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