Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 5

Madeline's heart ached violently.

When she saw Liliana calling Leo her son, she could still try to deceive herself.

When Tessa said she saw them acting like a family, Madeline could still comfort herself by thinking Liliana was just trying to steal everything from her.

But now, he had admitted it himself.

Madeline scrambled up, trembling, unable to stop crying.

"Lucius, why would you do this to me? You knew Liliana caused my miscarriage, yet you went and had a child with her?"

Lucius replied with arrogant disdain, "I already warned you not to bring that up again. It's in the past, and Liliana didn't do it on purpose."

"She didn't do it on purpose? She did it deliberately! I am your wife. Why would you rather believe her excuses than believe me?"

Madeline was so furious her veins bulged. This marriage had put her through too much suffering. She had endured the agony of losing her child while her husband signed a settlement for the culprit. Just as she was finally recovering, this crushing blow hit her again.

Did Lucius and Liliana just want to torment her until she lost her mind?

"Fine, even if we drop that, what does bringing your child with her into my home mean? Am I a fool? Lucius, I am not an idiot!"

Madeline's hysterical accusations tore from her throat.

Lucius merely shot her a cold, indifferent glance. "It was to spare your feelings that we adopted him. The child is innocent. He can be your child. If you didn't want to give birth, you should have just taken good care of him."

Madeline's heart shattered completely.

This was nothing but a calculated conspiracy.

How could he twist it into saying it was to 'spare her feelings'?

"Lucius, do you even hear what you're saying?" Even the usually submissive Madeline was pushed to her breaking point.

If she understood him correctly, Lucius meant that having an illegitimate child with his mistress was perfectly fine, and she was expected to happily raise the bastard?

She could never accept that.

If she did, this child would rightfully inherit all her years of hard work and assets.

She was subservient, but not to that pathetic extent.

Then, Lucius's voice sounded in her ear: "I know exactly what I'm saying, it's you who doesn't. You'd better watch yourself and be a good Mrs. Whitman. This position by my side is exactly what you dreamed of."

Yes, it used to be.

But starting today, it wasn't anymore.

Madeline scoffed coldly. She was completely done being Mrs. Whitman.

The very next second, she pulled out the prepared divorce settlement.

Just as she was about to hand it to Lucius, "I want you to look at this."

"Hello. Should I call you Ms. Monroe, or Mrs... Whitman?" A tall man who looked like an executive assistant approached her.

Madeline was momentarily stunned. "You know me?"

"I've heard of you."

Madeline highly doubted that. She and Lucius had a hidden marriage. Since they tied the knot, he had never once brought her to any public events.

"Just call me Miss Monroe. It sounds more natural."

"Alright, Miss Monroe. Here is a recommendation letter from my boss. Take a look. If you're interested, you can contact us immediately."

The man handed her an envelope, then turned and walked away.

Following his path, Madeline saw him approach a man in a stark black suit. She couldn't see his face, but he radiated an intimidating, predatory aura.

Opening the letter, Madeline saw that it was an invitation to a highly classified project—providing a firewall system for the Global Aviation Alliance. Anyone capable of securing a project of this magnitude had to be a top-tier international titan.

The letter stated that if she accepted, they would arrange for her to fake her death and vanish. Her old identity would be permanently erased, allowing her to work internally on the project.

Given her current situation, this was actually a viable escape route.

However, she didn't make an immediate decision. She still had unfinished business tying her down.

After finishing her work abroad, she returned to the villa, ready to confront Lucius about the divorce. As soon as she walked in, she saw Mrs. Miller hurrying downstairs with a troubled expression, looking like she wanted to say something but couldn't.