The Ex-Husband’s Revenge By Dragonsky novel Chapter 13

However, Leon was aware that he could not take the money because it was not his.

“It’s always money with you. Do you think having money makes you so great? I already told you that I like Leon. I won’t marry anyone else except for him! There’s no way I’ll let you separate us, not even over my dead body!” Iris retorted.

Growing up, she never received any fatherly love ever since her mother passed away. Whenever she needed him most, her father would merely placate her by giving her money. It long reached a point where she was fed up with him!

“Alright, suit yourself! I’m going to find your grandpa now!”

Gilbert’s face was ashen with anger and he turned around to leave.

Over the years, the estrangement between father and daughter worsened, and their relationship has deteriorated as the years went by.

With his daughter all grown up and having both her own company and career, he could not control her even if he wanted to.

The only person in the family who can influence his daughter to change her mind is probably the old man.

Iris watched as Gilbert and Daisy left her sight before sitting back down on the sofa with a sour expression.

Leon opened his mouth to comfort Iris, but he was never good with words and so did not know what to say.

Some long later, Iris’s mood gradually calmed down.

“I’m sorry, Leon. I said all that just to piss off my dad and Daisy. I didn’t intend to use you as a shield. I hope you don’t mind,” Iris said apologetically.

“I know… and I don’t mind…” Leon said resoundingly.

Iris was the Youngs’ eldest young lady, unlike a divorcee like him.

He was also famously known as a good-for-nothing who had no parents and lacked any prospects in life.

The gap between the two of them was like the difference between the earth and the sky.

He never hoped that Iris would like him for real, and he almost certainly did not have to expect anything unrealistic from her.

“I’m going to take a shower first…” Leon remained silent for a moment before leaving the living room in a haste…