Trick Him Into Divorce, Then Flee With His Unknow Kid novel Chapter 4

Chapter 4: Chapter 4 Countdown to Divorce--D30

"No. We’re not getting divorced."

Ryan’s response came fast, firm, and utterly unyielding.

Rose had not seen that coming.

Her steps faltered, and she froze where she stood, so stunned that she forgot to even turn around.

Evan was the first to react, his face a mix of disbelief and outrage.

"Ryan, what did you just say? After everything she’s done, you still—"

Ryan didn’t bother answering him.

He bent down and picked up the document that had somehow slipped from his chest to the floor.

Then he walked straight to Rose, placed it back into her hands, and spoke in a tone so calm it sounded less like a personal decision and more like a business resolution.

"If I remember correctly, our marriage contract still has thirty days left," he said evenly. "I need that time to let the public attention die down. And to formally announce the cancellation of Samantha’s engagement to Ethan."

Rose lowered her gaze to the document now back in her hands, and in that instant, everything clicked into place.

This wasn’t about refusing to let her go. It was about protecting Samantha.

As long as Rose remained his "wife," there would still be a layer of plausible deniability shielding them from the worst of the scandal.

But if they divorced now, the rumors would solidify into something far uglier—an undeniable, public disgrace.

If Samantha’s engagement were dissolved first, and only then the divorce followed, it would be easy enough, in time, for them to end up together without raising quite as many eyebrows.

A neat plan. Cold. Calculated. Effective.

Rose understood, and with that understanding came a quiet clarity. There was nothing left for her to fight over, and no reason to linger in the ruins.

As long as the marriage ended in the end, as long as she could take her daughter and build a life on her own terms, that would be enough.

"Fine," she said. "Thirty days. I’ll be waiting."

She didn’t wait for a reply. Turning on her heel, she walked out, and this time, no one tried to stop her.

Behind her, Samantha watched Ryan’s profile, her gaze heavy with something complicated and difficult to name.

—

That night, Rose met her closest friend, Diana, at a restaurant beneath her apartment building.

After hearing the whole story, Diana let out a long breath of relief, only to slam her hand on the table the next second, anger flashing across her face.

"Thank God you’re finally getting divorced," she said, lowering her voice but failing to contain her fury. "But he actually wants to drag this out for that woman? Thirty days? Has he completely lost his mind?"

Rose couldn’t help but smile at her indignation, though the smile carried a trace of bitterness that hadn’t quite faded.

Diana reached out and placed a hand gently over hers, her tone softening.

"At least... at least you never told him about Ariel. And thank God you didn’t go through with signing over your shares."

Rose stirred her coffee absentmindedly and gave a small smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.

"I was foolish," she admitted. "If Hale found out I almost signed them away, he’d be beyond disappointed. I have a habit of letting people down, don’t I? Again and again."

"That’s not—"

Diana barely had time to protest before Rose’s phone buzzed. A video call lit up the screen.

The caller ID read: Hale.

Surprised, Rose accepted the call. The moment the screen came alive, she froze.

Hale stood there, as expected—but beside him was a small figure, bouncing on tiptoe, trying to squeeze into frame.

"Mom!" Ariel’s voice rang out, bright and full of excitement.

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