Marry Ex's Billionaire Uncle After Divorce (Aurora and Jasper) novel Chapter 93

Chapter 63: Favoritism

(Author’s POV)

Aurora stood. She picked up her bag and smoothed her jacket.

“I’ll be in touch,” she said.

She walked to the door. At the threshold, she stopped and turned back.

“One thing, though.” Her voice was even. “Don’t mistake my silence for desperation. That’s a bad habit to have in a negotiation.”

She didn’t wait for a response.

In the days that followed, Aurora buried herself in work. She didn’t go to the hospital. She answered emails, ran assays, reviewed data, and kept moving.

Meanwhile, Victoria arrived at Martha’s door with a document.

She set it on the table without ceremony. “Sign this. It’s a waiver – Aurora relinquishes her claim to marital assets. You sign on her behalf.”

Martha looked at the papers. “And Sienna-”

“Will donate.” Victoria’s voice was clipped. “You have my word. Sign it and this is over.”

Martha thought about Leo. She didn’t hesitate. She picked up the pen.

Victoria took the document, folded it, and tucked it into her bag. At the door, she paused. “And tell your daughter to stop provoking Sienna. She’s caused enough damage.”

Martha didn’t tell Leo what she’d signed. She just told him, her voice bright with relief, that Sienna had agreed. Then she sighed and added that Aurora hadn’t been by in days – always too busy, too proud to come and sit with her own brother when it mattered.

“Some things never change,” she said. “At the end of the day, it’s always your mother who’s really here for you.”

Leo said nothing. He stared at the ceiling.

The door opened.

Aurora stood in the doorway. Her coat was still on. Her face was calm.

“What do you mean,” she said quietly, “I don’t dare show up?”

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Martha let out a short, dismissive sound.

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“Your brother doesn’t need you right now. You’re useless when it counts.” She crossed her arms, chin lifted. “You’ve been going on about this divorce – fine. I made the decision for you. Take a look at that agreement. I’ve already signed it. Whether you like it or not.”

(Aurora’s POV)

I took the papers from her and read through them fast.

Each clause was worse than the last. I would relinquish all custody rights to Rosalind. I would pay substantial monthly child support. And I would walk away with nothing – no claim to any marital assets acquired during the marriage.

I looked up.

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“Let me get this straight.” My voice came out even. “You signed away my daughter, my assets, and my future without asking me – in exchange for a favor from the woman who has been trying to destroy this family. And you’re telling me this like it’s something I should *thank you for?”

“She agreed to donate the bone marrow.” Martha’s tone was righteous, like she’d done something heroic. “Now that you’ve made it clear you’re not giving this family money anymore, don’t be greedy. You don’t get to have it all.”

The rage came up fast and hot through my chest.

I had spent years telling myself her favoritism made sense. The family was poor. Leo was sick. Limited resources had to go where they were needed most. I had repeated that story to myself so many times that I almost believed it.

Then I looked down at the papers in my hands and understood, finally, that it had never been true. It was just a story I made up to survive.

Leo was already getting out of the bed. He crossed the room and put a hand on my arm, his voice low. “I didn’t know about this. Not a word of it.” He glanced at the papers. “And it won’t hold up. You know that.”

I looked at him for a second. Then I looked at my mother.

I tore the agreement in half. Then I threw it.

The pages scattered across the linoleum.

“The signature on those papers isn’t mine,” I said. “One handwriting analysis and the whole thing gets thrown out.”

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Martha gasped. She dropped to her knees and started grabbing at the torn pieces, her voice rising. “Have you lost your mind? Do you even care if your brother lives or dies?”

I didn’t look away from her.

“I have been working part–time jobs since I was sixteen,” I said. “I never once asked this family for anything. Every paycheck went to you to cover Leo’s bills. You never offered to watch Rosalind for a single day. When I had the miscarriage, you told me it was my own fault. When Jasper treated me like furniture and his family made my life hell, you told me to be quiet and not make trouble.”

I paused.

“You didn’t sign that agreement to save Leo. You signed it because it was easy*. Because I’ve always been the one who cleans up the mess and disappears before anyone has to say thank you.”

I picked up my bag.

“That’s over now. I’ll find Leo a donor myself. But from here on out – we keep our distance.”

(Author’s POV)

After Aurora left, Martha sank into the chair beside the bed. She muttered under her breath – ungrateful, a disgrace, after everything she had sacrificed.

Leo said nothing for a long moment.

When he finally spoke, his voice was harder than Martha had ever heard it. “My sister is the best person I know. I’m not trading her future for my surgery. Without her, I wouldn’t even be here.”

Martha’s face twisted. “What your sister – she’s not even-” The words came out before she could stop them. “Everything she’s done for you, she owed you. Every bit of it.”

Leo went completely still. “What did you just say?”

Martha’s mouth closed. She looked at the torn papers on the floor and said nothing.

The silence stretched.

“I don’t know what you mean,” Leo said finally, his voice very quiet. “But I’m going to find my sister.”

Aurora hadn’t left the hospital. She went straight to the attending physician’s office and knocked.

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The doctor looked up from his desk.

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“I need an update on my brother’s case,” she said. “And I need you to be honest with me. The donor we had lined up – there may be a problem with her cooperation.”

The doctor set down his pen. His expression shifted into something careful and grave.

“Ms. Caldwell, there are things about Leo’s condition that we haven’t communicated as directly as we should have.” He folded his hands. “He’s been waking up in pain most nights. His markers have been declining steadily. What you see when you visit him – that’s him. making an effort.”

Aurora kept her face still. “How much time does he have if we delay surgery?”

“The optimal window is within the next two months. If we push past that-” He paused. “Conservative estimate, six months. And the success rate drops significantly the longer we

wait.”

She thanked him. She walked out.

Outside, dark clouds had rolled in low over the city. Aurora stood on the hospital steps and looked up at the grey sky. A leaden weight settled over her.

She went through her options in her head.

Phineas’s face surfaced. She pushed it aside. He had already done more than enough. She couldn’t keep treating his resources like they were hers to draw on.

Private donor channels took time. Time was exactly what she didn’t have.

The last option floated up, the one she’d been refusing to look at directly.

Sienna.

*Damn it.*

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