Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 2

Madeline let go of him. "Mommy hasn't seen you in so long, I really missed you."

But no matter how much she tried to explain, Leo Whitman just kept crying and throwing a tantrum, only settling down after Madeline finally left the room.

She took the phone away, knowing that screen time was a terrible habit for a five-year-old.

Flipping through the device, Madeline saw that the person Leo had been video chatting with was saved under the contact name "Auntie Lily."

Her heart skipped a beat, but she quickly rationalized that it might just be a new teacher at his kindergarten. It couldn't possibly be that woman...

Just as she closed the nursery door,

Madeline suddenly thought of something and asked the nanny, "Has a new female teacher started at Leo's kindergarten recently?"

The nanny shook her head.

Back in her bedroom, Madeline's heart sank even further. How could the name of the person she despised and hated the most suddenly appear in her child's phone?

Who exactly was this Auntie Lily?

Madeline abruptly grabbed a different phone.

It was Lucius's phone, and right in the center of the screen sat an unread message.

[Liliana Lansbury: Lucius, I'm so happy I can keep Leo company with you.]

Madeline's throat tightened.

Her knuckles turned white from gripping the phone.

She tapped on the message.

In the chat window between Lucius and Liliana Lansbury, an endless stream of messages appeared.

They talked almost every single day.

She never expected that Liliana kicking away their unborn child five years ago hadn't made Lucius despise her in the slightest; instead, it had only driven them closer together.

"Do you even remember the anniversary of our baby's death?" Madeline asked.

Lucius replied coldly, "You're getting overly emotional. Take a moment to calm yourself down, and we'll talk tomorrow."

With that, he grabbed his phone and the pajamas off the bed, turned around, and left the bedroom.

Married for so many years, yet outside of the bedroom, he had always been cold, perfunctory, distant, and impatient with her.

He couldn't even remember the anniversary of their only child's death.

Yet, he had endless patience for Liliana, answering her every message with boundless tolerance.

She should have been used to it by now.

But suddenly, she didn't want to do this anymore.

It was time for a divorce!