From Wife to Aunt: His Worst Nightmare novel Chapter 5

Fortunately, Steve still trusted me.

He merely flipped up the corner of each page and signed wherever his signature was required. He didn't even read the contents of the contract.

When he finally signed his name on the last page, which was the divorce agreement, my pounding heart settled back to its normal rhythm.

I was terrified he might realize what it was. Hence, I took the contract away the moment he finished signing.

Back in the master bedroom, I quietly took out the page bearing Steve's signature and hid it between the pages of a book.

The waiting period for a divorce to be finalized was one month.

...

That very night, I began preparing to move out of the master bedroom.

When Steve returned and saw me limping as I packed to make room for his mistress and his illegitimate child, he stopped me.

"Let Maria or the maids handle this. Once this wave of attention dies down and they leave, you can move back. Don't worry. They won't be staying long," he said, his tone relatively gentle.

I chuckled derisively, my gaze gliding across his serious face. "Should I be thankful for your thoughtfulness?"

Steve's expression soured on the spot.

I wasn't moving houses. In fact, I was just moving to a guest room. So, there wasn't much to pack. All I took with me were some skincare products and a few pieces of clothing.

My most important item was a small wooden box on top of the wardrobe.

I didn't ask anyone for help. Standing on a chair, I carefully took the box down myself.

The child in those photos was the most precious one to Steve. What was inside this box was the most precious thing to me. Unfortunately, my precious one would never get to live freely and jovially like other children. She would remain forever in this small, lightless box.

When I took the box down, Steve was on the balcony. He was on the phone, meticulously discussing with his assistant, Jake Sawyer, which route would be safest to bring Isabel and Dorothy over.

When he came back inside and saw me holding the box in my arms, he looked mildly displeased.

"Why are you taking that with you?" There was a hint of puzzlement in his eyes.

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