My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165: Chapter 165: Cecelia Archer’s Bag of Tricks

It was over.

After hiding it for so long, she had finally found out.

June Archer knew a divorce was now inevitable. His heart turning to ash, he climbed up from the floor and stared at her coldly as he spoke.

"That’s right. You saw it. I saved up for a house behind your back. I was never serious about our life together. I already have someone else. Let’s get a divorce."

Ever since she’d married June Archer, she knew he wasn’t a man of great means, but he had always been hardworking. He was devoted to their family, and he’d always given in to her every whim.

They couldn’t compare to the middle or upper class, but for people from their background, she was already living a much better life than her sisters and cousins back home.

Although Chloe King often complained, she always acted satisfied with her current life when she was with her own family.

She had never imagined that June Archer would one day betray her, nor had she ever thought he would one day be so rich.

’This location, this house... It has to be worth tens of millions, right?’

Her worldview shattered. Her entire world came crashing down. Chloe King shoved the property deed into her waistband, plopped onto the floor, and began to wail hysterically.

"Oh my god! How could you trick me like this! You heartless bastard! I’m at home every day like a nanny, slaving away for you, raising your child, pinching pennies with you! I practically gave you my heart, and this is how you repay me? You’re not even human!"

"I’m going to call my mom! I’m going to call my brother and the others! I’ll have them come and deal with you! You faithless, shameless cheater! Just you wait!"

Things had already come to this. Her brother didn’t need to hold back anymore. He walked over to her and started to get rough.

"Give me back the deed. I need it now. As for your family, let them do whatever they want!"

"No! You can kill me today, but you’re still not getting this deed!"

Chloe King curled into a ball, clutching the deed tightly against her stomach.

"I don’t care what’s going on with you and your little mistress! We’re not divorced yet, which means half of your assets are mine! I said you can’t have it, and I mean it! If you try to take it again, I’ll call the police and report you for domestic abuse! I’ll make sure you walk away with nothing!"

"You!"

Cecelia Archer called again. Terrified his wife would actually call the police, report him for domestic abuse, and make him lose everything in the divorce—and the 20 million with it—her brother had no choice but to let go of her and answer the phone.

"I’m sorry, Cecelia. I can’t make it right now."

"What’s wrong?"

Cecelia Archer hadn’t expected him to be unable to come. Mrs. Vaughn was waiting at the hospital. Candy’s life was hanging by a thread. He had to come.

"What happened? Where are you right now?"

Lying on the floor, Chloe King screamed into the phone at Cecelia.

"Cecelia Archer! After all these years I’ve treated you like my own sister, feeding you and your brother the best, and this is how you two plot against me in the end?! I won’t let you get away with this!"

"This house is marital property between your brother and me! No one is taking it without my permission, so stop dreaming! Your brother just hit me, and now I’m going to report him for domestic abuse! I’m going to divorce him! I’m going to make sure he loses everything! And I’ll have my family come deal with him! Just you wait!"

Hearing her sister-in-law’s screaming, Cecelia Archer’s heart sank.

’She knows. It looks like getting that house is going to be impossible for now.’

Although Candy’s life was important, so were the lives of her brother and Rocky. Cecelia Archer knew she couldn’t afford to cross her sister-in-law, and she sighed.

"I’m sorry, brother. I didn’t think it would turn out like this. Just stay home and try to calm sister-in-law down for now. Once I’ve handled things here, I’ll come back and explain everything to her. Don’t do anything rash."

Her brother was worried about her too. "Then what will you do? Can you handle things on your end?"

"I have to, whether I can or not. I’ll figure something out. We’re running out of time. I’m hanging up."

After hanging up, Cecelia Archer sold her own house. She managed to transfer the 20 million to Mrs. Vaughn’s account just before the bank closed, and then she took a taxi back to the hospital.

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