From Divorced Wife To The Top Heiress novel Chapter 242

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Dylan watched as Yvonne froze in place, not knowing what to do, her eyes filled with confusion as she looked at him.

Just as he was about to speak, Beatrice cut him off. “Dylan, she’s your sister. How could you treat her like this?”

Beatrice hadn’t expected him to say it so easily. Her face turned pale as she shot Dylan an angry glare.

“What am I supposed to do now?‘ Beatrice thought, panic rising in her chest.

She wished she could rewind time and never have raised Dylan, that ungrateful brat.

Dylan frowned at her, thinking, ‘Does she really think she could hide this forever?”

“Did you really think you could keep this from Yvonne forever? Sure, she’s part of the Ashford family, but she’s not Dad’s real daughter.

“Mom, if you don’t tell Yvonne the truth, you’ll be hurting her for the rest of her life. You’ll be hurting me, too. And most of all, you’ll be letting Dad down.

“Your marriage to Dad was a mistake from the very beginning. You got pregnant with me, and you two only got married because of it. But Dad told you before the wedding that he didn’t love you, so it makes sense that he left.

“But if you couldn’t accept a loveless marriage, then why go through with it at all? Back then, you could’ve just put me in an orphanage and gone off to find your own happiness,” Dylan said.

Now, seeing how things ended up, Dylan almost wished he’d been an orphan instead. At least then he wouldn’t have broken Stella’s heart so completely.

When life got too painful, people would just wish they could turn back the clock.

It was like a shock ran through Yvonne–her whole body jolted, and her emotions crashed all at once.

“Dylan, what are you saying?” Yvonne stammered, her lips trembling so much she could barely speak. Her eyes glazed over, and it felt like someone had just knocked the wind out of her.

This time, Dylan didn’t sugarcoat it. He laid it all out. “Yvonne, let me say it again. You’re not Dad’s real daughter. Mom had an affair ages ago, and you’re the result.”

He thought, ‘We’re all adults here. Time to face what we have to face.

Yvonne wasn’t known for being open–minded. She acted without thinking and was insanely jealous.

Beatrice watched Dylan spill the truth, and she staggered back like her soul had just left her body.

Yvonne’s face froze, and it took her a long moment to even register what she’d just heard.

She snapped her gaze to Beatrice, searching her face for any sign or reaction.

“Mom, just tell me–what’s going on? How is Dad not my real father? Then who is my real father?” Yvonne asked.

Beatrice stared at Dylan, completely lost, and then let out a bitter laugh. “Dylan, I’m your mother–how could you be so heartless to me?”

Dylan’s gaze was cold and heavy as he looked at her. “You only have yourself to blame for all of this.”

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Stella was the Ashford family’s savior, but all Beatrice ever did was use her–she didn’t even care if Sulla lived or died

Why should I help someone like her keep her secrets? Dylan thought.

At the very least, he owed it to himself to know the truth.

“I don’t want to live in your lies anymore. Ever since I was a kid, I did whatever you told me–as long as you didn’t say anything too harsh or ask me to do anything too outrageous, I always went along with it.

“So, from now on, I won’t listen to you anymore.” With that, Dylan turned and walked away. He was determines to anc the truth, no matter what.

Chris’s words kept replaying in his head–whatever happened with his dad, Beatrice was definitely tied up in it.

Yvonne looked at Beatrice, and the expression on her face said it all. There was no denying it now–it was all true

She wasn’t Nolan’s daughter.

How is this even possible?‘ Yvonne thought, her head spinning.

“No… no way. Dylan has to be lying to me. How could I not be Dad’s real daughter?” Yvonne tried desperately to convince herself it was all a lie.

But her mind went completely blank, and Dylan’s words thundered in her mind, refusing to fade.

Beatrice watched as Yvonne lost control, and it broke her heart.

Things were spinning out of control–nothing was going the way Beatrice had hoped.

Yvonne clutched Beatrice’s hand tightly, her voice cracking as she cried out, “Mom, tell me–who am I? Who is my real father?”

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Dylan watched as Yvonne froze in place, not knowing what to do, her eyes filled with confusion as she looked at him.

Just as he was about to speak, Beatrice cut him off. “Dylan, she’s your sister. How could you treat her like thi

Beatrice hadn’t expected him to say it so easily. Her face turned pale as she shot Dylan an angry glare.

What am I supposed to do now?‘ Beatrice thought, panic rising in her chest.

She wished she could rewind time and never have raised Dylan, that ungrateful brat.

Dylan frowned at her, thinking, ‘Does she really think she could hide this forever?”

“Did you really think you could keep this from Yvonne forever? Sure, she’s part of the Ashford family, but she’s not Dad’s real daughter.

“Mom, if you don’t tell Yvonne the truth, you’ll be hurting her for the rest of her life. You’ll be hurting me, too. And most of all, you’ll be letting Dad down.

“Your marriage to Dad was a mistake from the very beginning. You got pregnant with me, and you two only got married because of it. But Dad told you before the wedding that he didn’t love you, so it makes sense that he left.

“But if you couldn’t accept a loveless marriage, then why go through with it at all? Back then, you could’ve just put me in an orphanage and gone off to find your own happiness,” Dylan said.

Now, seeing how things ended up, Dylan almost wished he’d been an orphan instead. At least then he wouldn’t have broken Stella’s heart so completely.

When life got too painful, people would just wish they could turn back the clock.

It was like a shock ran through Yvonne–her whole body jolted, and her emotions crashed all at once.

“Dylan, what are you saying?” Yvonne stammered, her lips trembling so much she could barely speak. Her eyes glazed over. and it felt like someone had just knocked the wind out of her.

This time, Dylan didn’t sugarcoat it. He laid it all out. “Yvonne, let me say it again. You’re not Dad’s real daughter. Mom had an affair ages ago, and you’re the result.”

He thought, ‘We’re all adults here. Time to face what we have to face.

Yvonne wasn’t known for being open–minded. She acted without thinking and was insanely jealous.

Beatrice watched Dylan spill the truth, and she staggered back like her soul had just left her body.

Yvonne’s face froze, and it took her a long moment to even register what she’d just heard.

She snapped her gaze to Beatrice, searching her face for any sign or reaction.

‘Mom, just tell me–what’s going on? How is Dad not my real father? Then who is my real father?” Yvonne asked.

Beatrice stared at Dylan, completely lost, and then let out a bitter laugh. “Dylan, I’m your mother—how could you be so heartless to me?”

Dylan’s gaze was cold and heavy as he looked at her. “You only have yourself to blame for all of this.”

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Dylan watched as Yvonne froze in place, not knowing what to do, her eyes filled with confusion as she looked at him.

Just as he was about to speak, Beatrice cut him off. “Dylan, she’s your sister. How could you treat her like this?”

Beatrice hadn’t expected him to say it so easily. Her face turned pale as she shot Dylan an angry glare.

What am I supposed to do now?‘ Beatrice thought, panic rising in her chest.

She wished she could rewind time and never have raised Dylan, that ungrateful brat.

Dylan frowned at her, thinking. ‘Does she really think she could hide this forever?

“Did you really think you could keep this from Yvonne forever? Sure, she’s part of the Ashford family, but she’s not Dad’s real daughter.

“Mom, if you don’t tell Yvonne the truth, you’ll be hurting her for the rest of her life. You’ll be hurting me, too. And most of all, you’ll be letting Dad down.

“Your marriage to Dad was a mistake from the very beginning. You got pregnant with me, and you two only got married because of it. But Dad told you before the wedding that he didn’t love you, so it makes sense that he left.

“But if you couldn’t accept a loveless marriage, then why go through with it at all? Back then, you could’ve just put me in an orphanage and gone off to find your own happiness,” Dylan said.

Now, seeing how things ended up, Dylan almost wished he’d been an orphan instead. At least then he wouldn’t have broken Stella’s heart so completely.

When life got too painful, people would just wish they could turn back the clock.

It was like a shock ran through Yvonne–her whole body jolted, and her emotions crashed all at once.

“Dylan, what are you saying?” Yvonne stammered, her lips trembling so much she could barely speak. Her eyes glazed over. and it felt like someone had just knocked the wind out of her.

This time, Dylan didn’t sugarcoat it. He laid it all out. “Yvonne, let me say it again. You’re not Dad’s real daughter. Mom had an affair ages ago, and you’re the result.”

He thought, ‘We’re all adults here. Time to face what we have to face.

Yvonne wasn’t known for being open–minded. She acted without thinking and was insanely jealous.

Beatrice watched Dylan spill the truth, and she staggered back like her soul had just left her body.

Yvonne’s face froze, and it took her a long moment to even register what she’d just heard.

She snapped her gaze to Beatrice, searching her face for any sign or reaction.

“Mom, just tell me–what’s going on? How is Dad not my real father? Then who is my real father?” Yvonne asked.

Beatrice stared at Dylan, completely lost, and then let out a bitter laugh. “Dylan, I’m your mother–how could you be so heartless to me?”

Dylan’s gaze was cold and heavy as he looked at her. “You only have yourself to blame for all of this.”

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