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00:00Asher burst into my office in a frantic rush right as I stared at the vile
00:04comments flooding my phone screen. He'd have thought a high society socialite
00:08sounds so raunchy in bed, just like a cheap hooker. She's so shameless between
00:13the sheets. I'd kill to be the man in that audio. Is the guy in the recording CEO
00:17Harrington? Did he get cuckolded? He snatched my phone out of my hand.
00:22Don't read that. I've already ordered legal to handle everything. The trending
00:26searches are pulled and nearly all copies of the audio have been deleted. This
00:30will never happen again. I swear. I lifted my gaze to meet his. My eyes stung dry.
00:35Not a single tear would fall. A swear? Asher Harrington, what do you have to back up
00:41your promises? How many empty vows have you given me over these six years? He
00:45shifted his gaze awkwardly, avoiding my stare. She's still young. She doesn't
00:49grasp how serious this is. I stared at him. 20 years old and you call her a child who
00:55doesn't understand. She intentionally labeled the file CEO Blair Weston's
01:01bedside audio. She did this on purpose. She wanted to ruin me. Asher reached out
01:06to touch my shoulder, but I stepped sharply backward, dodging him. He sighed,
01:10exasperated. Enough, Blair. My PR team will clean up this mess. It won't damage your
01:15reputation long term. Don't let your anger make you paint such cruel pictures of a
01:19kid. Cruel accusations? I let out a bitter laugh, staring straight through him. Do you even
01:25believe that line yourself? When she first moved into our house three years
01:28ago, she tossed our wedding rings down the toilet. You said she was too young to
01:31know better, swore it would never repeat. That was ages ago. She was only 10 back
01:36then. 12. On my birthday, she dumped full paint over my head, humiliating me in front
01:42of every guest. Again, you said she was just a clueless kid and promised it
01:47wouldn't happen again. Blair, those are all distant memories.
01:5214. She slipped laxatives into my coffee, leaving me utterly humiliated in front of
01:59our business partners. You called it an over-the-top prank, excused her youth, and
02:04swore no more mistakes. I locked my eyes on his, enunciating every word cold and clear.
02:1015. She edited fake photos of me and spread them all across her school. Once more, you
02:18hid behind she's just young and gave me another worthless promise. I put up with all of it
02:23before, but this time? She tried to nail me to a cross-labeled immoral woman for the whole
02:27world to mock, and you're still set on shielding her?
02:33Regret flickered across his face. His voice softened into pleading.
02:36Blair, I know you're hurting, but Mia's still a child. Just forgive her this last time,
02:41I swear. I'm off with a sharp slap across his cheek. All his pleas died on his tongue.
02:46He froze, a bright red handprint blooming slowly across his skin. I don't want your promises
02:52or your compensation. Not anymore. With that, I grabbed my handbag and stormed out of the office.
02:57Today, Mia Lowell would finally get the lesson she deserved. Asher and I arrived home, one right
03:03after the other. Mia Lowell curled up on the living room sofa, glued to the TV with a giant
03:08tub of ice cream in her lap. Cream smudged all over her lips. Her face lit up the second she
03:13spotted
03:14us before she forced a look of wounded innocence. Uncle? Her voice dripped saccharine softness. I
03:20didn't let her put on her performance any longer. I strode over, snatched the ice cream tub out of her
03:25hands and hurled it at the floor. Blair! Mia Lowell shrieked. What are you doing? Me? A bitter,
03:32ugly smile tugged at my lips. I'm teaching you basic decency. Before she could react, I struck her
03:38once across each cheek. Two crisp, unmerciful cracks echoed through the room. Mia froze, clutching her
03:45burning cheeks, eyes blown wide with shock. Before she could react, I struck her once across each
03:50cheek. Two crisp, unmerciful cracks echoed through the room. Mia froze, clutching her burning cheeks,
03:56eyes blown wide with shock. Two seconds later, she erupted into deafening, wailing sobs.
04:02Uncle, she hit me! Asher sprinted forward and shoved me hard away from her. I lost my balance,
04:08stumbling straight into the sharp edge of the coffee table. A searing pain shot through my waist.
04:13Blair, what is wrong with you? He planted himself firmly in front of Mia, shielding her like a mother hen
04:18guarding her chicks. Why must you pick fights with a child? He didn't spare me another glance,
04:23only stroked Mia's tear-streaked face with tender concern. It's all right, Mia. Uncle's here.
04:29Mia threw herself into Asher's chest, crying hysterically. Uncle, I was just curious.
04:36Curious? Rage made my whole body shake. Leaking private bedroom recordings of me online tagging
04:42my full name? You call that curiosity? Asher Harrington took a deep breath, turned around,
04:48and pulled Mia Lowell into his arms. There now, don't cry. I'll make your aunt apologize to you.
04:53He lifted his gaze to me. Blair, regardless of what happened, you had no right to lay hands on Mia.
04:59Apologize to her at once. The sight stung my eyes fiercely. Six years. It had always been like this,
05:05every single time. When Mia Lowell made a mistake, Asher Harrington would soothe her. When I demanded
05:10justice, Asher Harrington would say, I lacked magnanimity. When I grew furious, Asher Harrington
05:15would call me overreacting. Now she'd gone even further, trying to ruin my reputation completely.
05:19Yet here he stood, ordering me to apologize. Asher. My voice steadied, calm to a degree that
05:25startled even myself. You have to choose today. Either she leaves, or I do. Asher Harrington spun
05:32around to stare at me in shock. Blair! What nonsense are you talking? It's not nonsense. I'm giving
05:37you one hour to decide. If you haven't packed her things and sent her away by then, I'll
05:41be the one walking out. I walked toward the staircase. Blair! Asher Harrington called after
05:46me. I did not look back. I climbed the stairs, entered our bedroom, and locked the door behind
05:50me. Sliding down to the floor against the doorframe, I finally let myself break down and cried.
05:55Asher Harrington and I had grown up side by side, childhood sweethearts, and we married the
05:59second we reached the legal age. Six years ago, he'd traveled abroad on business and gotten
06:04caught up in civil unrest, nearly losing his life. It was Mia Lowell's mother who saved
06:08him. Shortly afterward, she passed away, entrusting her daughter to Asher Harrington's care. I'd
06:13once been genuinely grateful to Mia Lowell's mother, so I'd raised no objections when Asher
06:18decided to take Mia in. But everything changed the moment Mia Lowell stepped foot into our home.
06:23Six years. She'd grown fiercely possessive of Asher Harrington. Beyond what she called little
06:28pranks targeting me, she could not stand to see Asher and me share any affection. She did
06:32everything in her power to tear our marriage apart. Time and again, she'd pull Asher away
06:37right when we were sharing an intimate moment. Time and again, she'd sabotage every anniversary
06:42we planned. Back then, Asher would always say,
06:45Mia just lost her mother. She's fragile and sensitive. Cut her some slack.
06:50I'd never wanted to hold a grudge against a child. But six years later, the truth had finally sunk in.
06:54All my patience and understanding had only emboldened her recklessness and enabled Asher's
06:59increasingly blatant, one-sided favoritism. I was worn out. I'd had enough. My phone vibrated,
07:04a message from my assistant popping up on the screen. Ms. Weston, legal team reports most
07:09platforms have removed the audio clip, though private circulation remains impossible to contain.
07:13Multiple journalists have reached out requesting interviews, asking whether your relationship with
07:17Mr. Harrington has collapsed, and pressing for details about the man heard in the recording.
07:21I wiped away my tears and typed a reply. No comment to all external inquiries. Release an official
07:27statement on the company website claiming the audio is maliciously fabricated. We have filed a
07:31police report. Also, Harrington Corporation issued an identical public statement just now.
07:37Reading my assistant's final line, a bitter laugh bubbled up inside me. Asher Harrington
07:41certainly moved fast, protecting his company, his reputation, his precious Mia, and ostensibly
07:46protecting me too. But what good was any of it? A single press release could not erase the traces
07:51scattered across the internet. My phone vibrated once more, this time a text from Asher Harrington.
07:55Blair, open the door. Stop throwing a tantrum. I ignored it. More messages rolled in from him.
08:02I know you're upset, but you can't corner me like this. Mia's still just a kid. Her mother's last
08:07words. I didn't finish reading the message, and powered off my phone entirely. An hour later,
08:13I unlocked the bedroom door. Asher Harrington stood right outside, a document clutched in his hand.
08:18Blair, we need to talk.
08:20Talk about what? I asked flatly. Asher Harrington held out the document toward me,
08:25a divorce agreement. Hitting her left Mia with severe emotional trauma. She's completely unhinged,
08:30threatening to hurt himself if I don't divorce you. She just tried to cut her wrists. It took
08:33everything I had to restrain her. Her mother entrusted her to me on her deathbed. I cannot
08:37betray that trust. Let's get a nominal divorce for now, just to calm her down. I took the agreement,
08:42my fingers turning ice cold. Without skimming a single one, I flipped straight to the signature
08:47page and scrawled my name. Asher Harrington looked stunned by how readily I'd signed. He stepped
08:53forward to pull me into an embrace, but I gently pushed him away. Blair, it's all fake. Just a ruse
08:58to pacify a child. It's only temporary. You can move into the villa in the western suburbs for the time
09:02being, and once Mia's mood stabilizes, you'll come back. I'll come see you every night. Fine. I'll pack
09:07and leave at once. Blair, I know how wronged you feel. I'll make this up to you, I promise.
09:12Six years of empty promises to make it up to me. I no longer cared for any of them. I
09:17dragged my
09:17suitcases down the stairs, where Mia Lowell sat on the living room sofa eating food. The second she
09:23spotted me, she flinched like a frightened little rabbit and hid behind Asher Harrington's back.
09:28Don't be scared, Mia. I've sent the bad woman away. After speaking, Asher Harrington shot me a
09:34pleading look. I walked out of the house where we'd spent 10 years of our lives, leaving him
09:38staring after me, waiting for remorse I would never give. The villa in the western suburbs sat far from
09:44the city center. I stood in the empty living room with only two suitcases beside me, holding my most
09:48important documents, a small selection of clothes, and a positive pregnancy test stick that showed two
09:53distinct lines. Asher Harrington and I had been married for a decade. Early on, we'd both wanted to
09:58build our careers first, to prove ourselves to our families, and cherished our undisturbed life as a
10:03couple, so we'd put off having children. By the time we were ready to start a family, Mia had already
10:08come to live with us. To spare Mia's feelings, we'd decided to wait a few more years. That delay had
10:13stretched all the way to today. I had not told Asher Harrington about the pregnancy. I feared Mia's
10:18all-consuming possessiveness would drive her to harm my child. Even if our divorce became official,
10:23I would keep this baby. After all, the bi family needed an heir. It was past 9 at night when
10:29Asher
10:29showed up. He brought late-night snacks, his face a mix of immense relief and faint, ingratiating
10:35eagerness. He set the food containers down on the table. Blair, have something to eat. I sidestepped
10:40him and walked over to sink onto the sofa. How's Mia? Asher followed and sat beside me. Seeing the
10:46divorce papers calmed her down a little. Is that so? Asher took my hand, and this time, I didn't pull
10:51away right away. I know you took all the blame today, but try to understand me. Just hold on
10:57another two years. Once she turns 18, I'll give her a lump sum of money and send her away. He
11:03spoke
11:03with heartfelt sincerity, even glistening tears shimmering in his eyes. Once upon a time, I would
11:08have softened for him again. I slipped my hand free. I'm worn out. I want to turn in early. Asher
11:13stared
11:13at me, seemingly searching for more emotion on my face. All right, rest well. Everything you need is
11:18here. Tell me straight away if you're missing anything. I still need to head back to Mia's
11:23place after all the chaos today. I'm worried about her. I'll come see you tomorrow. I stood up,
11:27my voice calm and even, laced with a hint of thoughtful consideration. Fine. Tomorrow when
11:32you come over, we can head straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau to file for divorce. At my words,
11:37a blend of gratitude and overwhelming relief washed over Asher's face. He took a step forward,
11:43trying to embrace me once more, yet an accidental shift of my foot left him grasping thin air.
11:48Blair, thank you for thinking of me like this. Marrying you is the greatest fortune of my entire
11:52life. Asher's greatest luck. Drive safe. I offered no response to his so-called gratitude,
11:57merely turning to walk toward the staircase. It was only after I heard the hum of a car engine start
12:02and fade into the distance downstairs that I slowly exhaled the breath I'd been holding captive all
12:08along. Fortune? Asher, I won't grant you this kind of fortune any longer. The next day, Asher arrived
12:14bright and early to pick me up. He hurried to open the car door for me. Careful, don't bump your
12:19head.
12:19His hand naturally hovering over the roof to shield my head. He'd done this for over a decade,
12:24ever since we were dating and all through our marriage, never once faltering. Yet some things
12:29had long since changed beyond recognition. On the drive to the Civil Affairs Bureau,
12:33Asher turned on soft music. Chopin's Nocturne, the piece we'd played at our wedding.
12:38Blair, do you remember? When we were little, we'd play house. Every boy wanted to be your groom,
12:42but you turned all of them down and chose only me. I remember. You said back then that you'd marry
12:47me when we grew up. I did. Marrying you is the happiest thing that's ever happened to me.
12:52You have no idea how many people envy me. When our turn came, the clerk glanced up at us.
12:56She asked, are you two filing for divorce of your own free will? Yes, I answered without hesitation.
13:02Asher hesitated a beat before responding. Uh, yes. Have you brought all your documents?
13:07I unzipped my bag and handed over all the prepared paperwork one by one. Asher watched
13:13my movements, his eyes clouded with tangled emotions. All set. Here's your acceptance receipt.
13:19There's a 30-day cooling off period. Either party may withdraw the application at any point
13:23during these 30 days. Once the period ends, you must both come back together to complete
13:27the official divorce procedures. The two thin slips of paper felt as heavy as lead weights.
13:33Asher took them and stuffed them straight into his briefcase. I'll take these back to
13:37show Mia. She nearly slit her wrist again last night. Seeing this ought to lift her spirits
13:42and stop her from doing anything reckless. I said nothing and headed straight for the parking
13:46lot. Inside the car, Asher opened his mouth several times as if wanting to speak, yet held
13:51back each time. We stopped at a red light and he finally worked up the courage, his voice
13:57cautious and tentative. Blair, why aren't you saying anything? Are you upset? If you've changed
14:02your mind, we can turn around right now and revoke the application. I'm not upset. I just didn't
14:07sleep well last night. Right now, Mia's happiness matters more than anything. Once she's in a
14:13better headspace, we can remarry. I acted impulsively yesterday. I shouldn't have hit her. You go home
14:20and look after her. It was true. I hadn't slept a wink the night before. I'd tossed and turned,
14:26mapping out every step of my future. One hand resting lightly on my lower belly, silently promising
14:31the little one growing inside that they would grow up happy and fulfilled, even without a father.
14:36I didn't care whether Mia was happy or not. My only worry was that Asher would catch wind of my
14:41true
14:41intentions, making it far harder to finalize the divorce later on. I had to indulge him with a few
14:47placating words to ease his worries. This arrangement suited me fine.
14:51Oh, that's good. That's such a relief. I'll come pick you up this evening. Let's have dinner at Cloud
14:56Peak. I booked the window table. You can see the entire city skyline from there. You've had a rough day
15:00today. Let's unwind, just the two of us.
15:05I knew exactly what this candlelit dinner signified. It was his way of compensating and comforting me
15:11after I'd played the compliant, understanding wife in this fake divorce charade. It was the same cycle
15:16we'd fallen into over the past six years, every time conflict arose. Mia misbehaved, and he soothed her.
15:23I bore all the hurt, and he made it up to me. Only this time, the price of his compensation
15:28was the
15:28legal status of our marriage, the official document that would sever our bond in the eyes
15:33of the law. All right. I agreed. Asher's eyes lit up instantly, brimming with gratitude, relief. He
15:40lifted a hand to brush my cheek, but I turned my gaze forward just in time. The light's green.
15:45I murmured. Oh, right. He pulled his hand back and restarted the car. The vehicle rolled to a stop
15:49outside the Weston Group headquarters. Asher spoke firmly. I'll pick you up after work. Don't drive
15:54yourself. You're worn out. All right. I unbuckled my seatbelt, ready to step out. Dear. He called
15:59out before I could leave. I glanced back at him. His lips parted as if he had more to say,
16:03yet all
16:03that escaped was a soft murmur. I'll see you tonight. Tonight. I shut the car door and walked
16:08straight into the office tower without a backward glance. I cleared my schedule and headed straight
16:13for my parents' house instead. Dear, what brings you by at this hour? You look dreadful. Mother set down
16:20her gardening magazine and hurried over to me. Father poked his head out of the study,
16:24his brows creasing into their familiar frown. Is something wrong at the company?
16:27Their faces, lined with concern, tightened my throat. For years, to spare them worry and cling
16:32to my foolish pride, I'd never laid out every ugly detail about Mia. They only knew Asher had taken in
16:38the daughter of the man who'd saved his life and that I'd been generous and understanding. They had no
16:43idea how every single day beneath that veneer of grace had gnawed away at me. Mom. Dad.
16:48Dad. Forcing my voice to stay steady. I need to talk to you about something.
16:52Mother settled beside me and wrapped her warm hands around my cold ones. What's happened? Did you fight
16:58with Asher? I shook my head, pulled the receipt for our filed divorce application from my bag,
17:02and laid it gently on the coffee table. Silence crashed over the living room in an instant. This,
17:08what is this? Mother's voice trembled. Asher and I submitted our divorce registration today.
17:13There's a 30-day cooling off period before the divorce is finalized. Why? Did Asher do something?
17:18Or was it you? Dad. I cut him off and told them everything that had unfolded since Mia moved
17:23into our home. He suggested a fake separation, but I want a real divorce. Neither parent spoke
17:28for a long, heavy moment. Father was the first to break the hush. We understand and will respect
17:34whatever choice you fully thought through. Don't mention this to the Harringtons for now.
17:38We don't want complications. I've grown tired of staying cooped up at home lately anyway. It's high
17:43time I traveled a little. I read between father's lines easily. The Harrington partnership was no
17:47burden I needed to shoulder. Even if our marriage collapsed, he could secure other reliable business
17:52partners without hassle. It's true. I haven't caught up with my girlfriends in ages. I've missed them
17:58terribly. Mother's words carried another unspoken promise. No one would paint me as the one who ruined
18:04this marriage when word got out. More than that, she made it clear she could line up far better suitors
18:08for me the second the divorce went through. Thank you, both of you. Stepping out of my parents' home,
18:13a massive weight lifted from my chest. Arranged marriages tied two families together, not just
18:18two people. A divorce always demanded a carefully crafted public narrative. If word spread that I'd
18:23ended the marriage over a gratitude child, the Westins would suffer irreparable reputational damage.
18:28I couldn't let my parents be put in a vulnerable position, which was why I'd come to prepare them in
18:32advance. As for the Harringtons, this mess belonged to Asher Harrington alone. Dinner at the Cloudtop
18:37restaurant was flawless. The skyline view was breathtaking, the cuisine exquisitely plated,
18:42and Asher unfailingly attentive. He'd splurged on an extravagant gift, far pricier than any
18:47previous peace offering he'd given me. I smiled and accepted it, leaning into warmer, softer affection
18:53toward him through the meal. After dinner, he drove me back to our West Suburban villa and naturally
18:57followed me out of the car and inside the house. If you stay here tonight, won't Mia throw a fit?
19:02She won't. Mia saw our divorce filing paperwork at the Civil Affairs Bureau today. I just called the
19:07Nancy. Mia's in a great mood. She even practiced her piano voluntarily tonight. I told her I'd be
19:13working overtime and she didn't fuss one bit. Pride glowed across his face as he spoke.
19:18He stepped behind me, looping his arms around my waist, his warm breath fanning the shell of my ear.
19:25Dear, let me stay with you tonight. It's been days since we've been together.
19:30Pregnancy had left my body far more sensitive, my cravings sharper than usual. His touch sent a faint
19:36shiver racing down my spine. I knew exactly what he wanted, and I could feel my own body's quiet
19:42yearning. Legally, we were still spouses, bound by valid marriage papers. I did not push him away.
19:48Clothes scattered across the floor as the air thickened with heat. His lips crashed down on mine,
19:53and I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to lose myself in the physical sensation,
19:57to block out all the suffocating truths hanging over us. We were teetering on the edge of peak
20:03pleasure, barely clinging to self-control, when Asher's phone blared shrilly from the nightstand.
20:09It was a custom ringtone, set exclusively for Mia. His entire body went rigid,
20:14his movements halted, and his hand instinctively shot out for the device. I gasped, tangling my
20:20arms tighter around his back. Asher, don't answer. I need you.
20:25Hold on, dear. It's Mia calling this late. She might be.
20:28He pulled away and sat upright, grabbing the phone and answering it instantly.
20:33Mia? What's wrong?
20:36His voice still carried a rough, breathless edge, yet overwhelming worry and fondness flooded every
20:43syllable. Mia's tearful, garbled sobs crackled through the line, something about being scared
20:49and having a nightmare. Don't be frightened, sweet girl. Uncle's here. I'll be right over,
20:54I promise. He didn't spare me a single glance after hanging up. He swung his legs over the bed
20:59and scrambled to dress in a panic. Dear, Mia's having night terrors. I have to go. Take good care of
21:05yourself. He turned to leave. Asher. My voice stopped him, eerily calm. He glanced over his shoulder,
21:10a messy mix of guilt, urgency, and thinly veiled irritation etched into his features.
21:16Dear, this isn't the time for a fight.
21:20I slowly sat up and pulled the quilt over myself.
21:23Asher, in your heart does it mean that whenever she needs you, you can leave immediately?
21:28Even right now? A flicker of remorse crossed his face.
21:33Dear, you know she was frightened because you hit her. I promised her mother.
21:36Be good. Obey me. I'll make it up to you later.
21:38With that, he did not wait to hear another word from me and hurried away.
21:43The heat and emptiness his touch had stirred in me cut off all of a sudden, mixed with a sharp
21:48stabbing pain in my chest, nearly suffocating me. I swung my legs over the bed and patted barefoot
21:53into the bathroom. I skipped the hot water and twisted the cold tap wide open. The cold water
21:59washed away the heat from my body and slowly cleared my muddled mind. A faint, protesting flutter
22:05stirred low in my abdomen, and I turned the tap off immediately. I couldn't hurt the baby. To avoid
22:10seeing Asher and give myself more time to get over him, I told my assistant to arrange a month-long
22:15in-depth market research trip to the southwest. My destination was the Alps, a place far enough away
22:21and breathtakingly beautiful. When the plane touched down at the airport, the highland sunlight was bright,
22:26yet piercing. I checked into a secluded Mountain View Hotel, with the year-round snow-capped peaks
22:31of the Alps stretching right outside my window. No one here knew Blair, nor did anyone care about
22:36gossip surrounding Mrs. Harrington. I was merely a quiet traveler here to clear my head. My days fell
22:41into a calm, steady rhythm. By day, I handled work at the hotel, corresponding with my lawyer and Leah
22:46Carter to steadily push forward my plans. Occasionally, I wandered through ancient towns or hired a local
22:52guide to visit remote, little-frequented villages. The little life inside me stayed peaceful. I would
22:58often rest a hand on my stomach. I can give you a better life, all on my own. Asher video
23:03called me
23:03every single day. On the screen, dark, tired shadows hung beneath his eyes. Blair, I took Mia to see a
23:11therapist today, on a friend's advice. The doctor said her possessiveness towards me is trauma from when
23:17her mother died saving me back then. She lacks a sense of security and needs time to be guided.
23:21When she grows older and more sent of her, things will get better. I smiled softly at him. Yes, I
23:27understand.
23:28How are things with you? When will you come back? I miss you. The survey has just started, probably by
23:34the
23:34end of the month. I hung up the video call. The next day, Asher called again. The doctor says Mia's
23:40condition
23:40is improving. The treatment is working. That's excellent. All our efforts haven't been in vain. We video chatted
23:47every day, exchanging words of longing. He repeated over and over that he missed me and begged me to
23:53return. I always smiled and reminded him, if we head back now and Mia has an emotional relapse, won't all
23:59our efforts go to waste? If it weren't for your understanding, I really wouldn't know what to do.
24:04On the final day of our divorce cooling off period, I booked my return flight. At the same time, my
24:09phone
24:10buzzed with an encrypted email from Leah Carter. Ms. Weston, all investigation findings have been
24:15compiled. The truth is far more shocking than we could have imagined. The second I stepped out of
24:20the arrival's gate, Asher pulled me tightly into his arms. He'd brought flowers and gifts, thoughtful to a
24:26fault, as if trying to make amends for something. In the car, his grip on the steering wheel tightened.
24:31Blair, Mia's state has worsened recently. She somehow found out our divorce was fake.
24:37I hope we wouldn't have to take this final step, but it looks like we have to file the official
24:40paperwork. As long as she gets better, our sacrifices don't matter. I'd had the maid accidentally leak the
24:47truth about the fake divorce to Mia. I'd guessed she'd throw a fit. What I hadn't expected was how
24:52readily Asher agreed to finalize the divorce for good, without a single moment of hesitation.
24:58She was causing trouble every day, constantly questioning whether I was deceiving her and
25:03saying I was failing her mother's trust. She even threatened to hang herself, jump from buildings,
25:07or cut her wrists. I really- I understand. Children have strong possessiveness and cannot
25:12bear grievances. She will be better when she grows older. We headed straight to the civil affairs bureau
25:17afterward. Asher had clearly pulled strings ahead of time. The process was rushed through in minutes.
25:21The official steel stamp pressed down and two divorce certificates slid across the counter toward us.
25:26I let out a quiet sigh of relief. Outside the civil affairs bureau, Asher stared down.
25:31Please stay away for a while these days. Mia is too emotionally agitated. I'm afraid she might act
25:36again in an extreme way and hurt you. I said nothing, reaching into my bag and handing him a thick
25:40manila folder. What is this? During my time in the Alps, I couldn't understand it at all what kind of
25:47family could raise a child like Mia, so they had someone- I never got to finish my sentence before
25:53Mia came charging straight at us. That wicked woman bullied me, beat me, and even swollen my face,
25:59and you still met her secretly. I can't live on anymore. I'm gonna die right here for you to see.
26:07Mia, stop it. This is right outside the civil affairs bureau. Embarrassment and panic flashed
26:13across Asher's face. He tried to pry the girl, clinging to him like an octopus, off his body,
26:18but she held on for dear life. He quickly pulled the brand new divorce certificate from the inner
26:22pocket of his suit jacket. Look, I came here to divorce Blair. Legally, we have nothing to do with
26:28each other anymore. She won't be in our lives anymore, and she definitely won't bully you again.
26:33Are you satisfied now? Mia's crying cut off abruptly. She snatched the divorce certificate.
26:37Seconds later, a brilliant, blinding smile spread across her face, and she threw herself back into
26:43Asher's arms. I knew it! I knew Uncle Ash loved me the most! That horrible woman's finally gone.
26:49It'll just be you and me from now on. Asher stiffened slightly, yet he lifted a hand to pat her
26:53back.
26:54Alright, you've seen the certificate for yourself, so you have to believe me now. Stop throwing tantrums.
26:59Go back, take your medicine, and cooperate with your doctor's treatment. I stood quietly off to the side the
27:04whole time, a mere bystander watching this farce that revolved around me. Only after they'd finished
27:09clinging to each other did I step forward slowly. Mia instantly sprang out of Asher's embrace like a
27:15wild beast whose territory had been invaded, throwing her arms wide to shield him. You shameless woman!
27:20Can't you take a hint? Uncle Ash already divorced you, why do you keep pestering him? Get lost! He's
27:26mine, and he'll only ever be mine! Asher's gaze landed on me, filled with that familiar,
27:31almost pleading look I knew all too well. His eyes spoke a silent plea. Blair, don't upset her,
27:36please. She only just calmed down. I read him clearly, even offering him an understanding,
27:40knowing smile. Then I held out the manila envelope in my hands, my voice calm and steady.
27:45Mia, you've misunderstood. Your uncle and I are already divorced. I have no intention of
27:50plesting him. I only came to give him a parting grip. After all, we were married once. Let's part on
27:56good times. For some reason, those words, that mention of a parting gift, enraged Mia in an
28:01instant. A gift? I don't want your lousy present! She shrieked, shoving me hard. I was caught off
28:09guard. The envelope slipped from my grasp and fluttered to the ground, and her brute force sent
28:13me crashing to the floor. Asher's face paled. He rushed over to steady me, his tone tight with alarm.
28:18Blair, are you alright? Did you hurt yourself? I winced, my hand flying instinctively to my lower
28:24abdomen. A dull, throbbing pain shot through me. My complexion drained of color in an instant,
28:29fine beads of cold sweat breaking out across my forehead. Asher, take me to the hospital. Hurry!
28:37Asher nodded frantically. Okay, okay, we'll go right now! And bent down to lift me into his arms.
28:42Uncle Asher! Mia let out another shrill scream.
28:44She lunged forward and shoved me away again. Stay away from him! I tumbled to the ground once more,
28:50rolling nearly two meters away. Mia planted herself squarely in front of Asher,
28:53arms outstretched to block him, tears streaming down her face, her eyes wild and desperate.
28:59I knew it! I knew you were lying to me! The second she acts hurt, you feel sorry for her!
29:05I don't want to live anymore! I'll kill myself right here!
29:10Asher glanced between the hysterical Mia and me, pale and sweating through my pain,
29:15his features twisted with raging conflict and agony. In the end, he shot me a begging
29:19look before pulling Mia tight into his embrace. Mia, darling, I didn't lie to you. Blair and
29:25I really are divorced. Look, you've got the certificate right there. But his tone sharpened
29:29slightly. It was wrong of you to push Blair like that. What if you seriously hurt her?
29:33Go apologize to her, and then we'll head home, okay? Mia stamped her feet,
29:36I won't! She attacked me first! She deserves it! She brought you some stupid parting gift just to
29:42cling to you and seduce you again! I hate her! Still seething, her gaze snapped to the manila
29:47envelope lying on the ground. She darted over and stomped furiously, repeatedly crushing the envelope
29:52beneath her feet. Parting gift? I'll ruin your stupid parting gift! Trash! Uncle Ash doesn't want
29:58any of it! I'll stamp it to pieces! She ranted and cursed as she trampled it without mercy. The
30:04cramping in my abdomen grew worse by the second, and I could feel warm liquid slowly seeping down
30:09my legs. Panic surged through me, and I begged through gritted teeth. Take me to the hospital,
30:15please. This is the last thing I'll ever ask. Asher stared at my contorted, agonized face,
30:21clear worry and guilt flickering across his features, panic flaring for a split second. His lips parted as if
30:27he meant to agree, but he turned away all the same. Blair, we're divorced now. It wouldn't be
30:32appropriate for me to drive you to the hospital. He fumbled for his phone and started dialing
30:36emergency services. Don't panic. I'll call an ambulance right away. It'll be here soon. The
30:41doctors will- Just then, a sharp-eyed, middle-aged woman in the crowd gasped, pointing at the ground
30:46beneath me. Good heavens! Look at all the blood! Could she be losing the baby? The words,
30:53losing the baby, crashed over Asher like a thunderclap. His finger froze mid-dial. He stood
30:59rigid as a statue, jerking his head up to stare at me, then darted a horrified glance at the dark,
31:04damp stain streaked with shocking scarlet at my feet. Mia clung tightly to Asher's arm, glowering at
31:09the woman who'd spoken. That's a lie! Don't talk nonsense! It's just her period! Everyone gets
31:14those! Stop overreacting! She's just faking pain to win Uncle Ash's sympathy, manipulative witch!
31:20Hearing that, Asher visibly relaxed. He did remember my cycle fell around these days.
31:24Yeah, that's enough. Let's go home. His voice carried unyielding firmness,
31:28yet beneath it rushed a desperate urge to escape. He took two steps forward, paused, but never turned
31:33back. Blair, the ambulance will arrive shortly. You'll be fine. As he left, he snatched the manila
31:40envelope off the ground while Mia wasn't looking. I watched his retreating back, a bitter, twisted
31:45laugh tearing out of me. Asher, everything between us is truly over. From this moment on, our paths
31:51diverge forever, never to cross again. I lost the baby. Do I regret it more than anything? Do I hate
31:58with every fiber of my being? That little life had been bound to me by blood. The doctor said if
32:04I'd
32:04received proper medical help just a few minutes sooner, there might have been hope. But there are
32:08no second chances in life. Perhaps the bond between me and my child was simply too fragile,
32:14too fleeting to last. I call the police. They arrive quickly. I lean back against the hospital bed
32:19and tell them everything that happened. The chain of evidence is complete. The facts are clear.
32:24By the time Asher Harrington gets there, the officers have just finished taking my statement. He freezes
32:29when he sees the police, then rushes over, tense and anxious. Blair, you look so pale. Whenever you had
32:36period cramps before, I was always the one taking care of you. I brought you brown sugar ginger tea.
32:41It's still warm. Have some. He tries to handle today's mess the way he always handled things
32:45before. I'm sorry, Blair. I really didn't mean for today to happen. I had no idea Mia would charge
32:51at you like that. I calmed her down and came straight over. Please don't be mad at me, okay? Before
32:55he can say another word, the young officer beside him speaks up sternly. You are Mia Lellard's current
32:59legal guardian, Mr. Harrington, correct? Asher Harrington blinks, turns, and nods,
33:03his voice already defensive. Yes, that's right. Mrs. Weston has filed a complaint against Mia Lover
33:08for assault causing bodily harm. As her guardian, you are required to cooperate with the investigation
33:13and arrange for Mia Lover to come in for questioning. The officer states it now. Asher Harrington
33:18whips his head toward me as if I've just spoken nonsense. Blair, do you even know what you're doing?
33:24This is a family matter. Mia's just a kid. She didn't know any better. She shoved you playigly.
33:29How could you call the police? Tell them it's a misunderstanding. Tell them this is a
33:34domestic issue that we can handle it ourselves. He softens his voice. Blair, I know you're angry
33:39I didn't bring you to the hospital. It's all my fault. I apologize. We're a family. Let's settle
33:44this at home. Don't air our dirty lumber in public, alright? I pull out the divorce certificate
33:48and hand it to the officer. Officer, we're divorced. This is not a domestic issue. Please proceed
33:53according to the law. Blair, you've lost your mind. The divorce was fake. It was just for Mia's
33:59sake and you know it. Over something this small, you're gonna ruin Mia? She's still a child. Why
34:04do you have to make things so hard for a little kid so you fell? What's all this drama about?
34:09He turns to the officer, trying to explain. Officer, don't listen to her. We have a great
34:14relationship. This is just a marital spit. She's emotional. Mr. Harrington, the divorce certificate
34:18is authentic. Legally, you are no longer married. The officer cuts him off, handing him the medical
34:23report with a stern tone. Take a good look. This is not a small matter. Ms. Weston was shoved with
34:28such force that she suffered abdominal trauma resulting in the arrest of embryo development
34:32at approximately eight weeks of pregnancy. That is a miscarriage. This is aggravated assault or
34:36playing around. Now I need you to cooperate immediately and arrange for Mia Lowston to come in.
34:40If you refuse, we will go to your home and take her into custody. Miscarriage? No.
34:46That can't be. Asher Harrington doesn't believe it. He takes the report blankly,
34:50his eyes scanning it in a daze. When the cold medical turns. Traumatic miscarriage. Arrested
34:55embryonic development. Hit him. His whole body jerks. His fingers go slack and the report flutters to
35:00the floor. He turns to me, voice trembling. Blair, tell me this isn't true, please. I don't look away.
35:06My eyes are red. It's true. The doctor said that if we had gotten here just a minute or two
35:11earlier,
35:11maybe the baby could have been saved. But he drops straight to his knees beside the bed.
35:15It's my fault. I killed our child. If I had brought you to the hospital, I'm a monster!
35:21He slaps himself across the face, hard enough that his cheek reddens instantly.
35:25I'm so sorry, Blair. I regret it. Listen to me. I regret it so much.
35:31Slap after slap, his cheeks swell. His eyes turn blood black. Tears and snort stream down his face.
35:36He's completely shattered. I turn my head calmly and say to the officers,
35:40thank you for your help. And if you don't mind, could you get him out of here? He's very loud.
35:45The officers exchange a glance, then step forward and pull the still self-flagellating
35:49Asher Harrington to his feet. Mr. Harrington, please come with us to the station for further
35:53investigation. As they drag him out, he struggles to look back at me, his gaze broken. Blair, I'm sorry.
35:59I'm so sorry. I'll make it up to you. I promise. I don't look at him. I don't listen. The
36:04ward door
36:04closes and all the noise is cut off. The world falls silent again. I lean back against the
36:09headboard, listening to my own steady breathing and the distant hum of traffic outside the window.
36:13My hand rests on my belly. Empty now. Still aching, dull. Tears finally slip down silently.
36:19Not for the child I lost. Not for the farce of a marriage. For the woman who endured six years,
36:23waited six years, and finally gave up completely. And now, that woman can finally be buried for good.
36:29Early the next morning, Asher Harrington arrives. He's carrying a thermos, dark circles under his eyes,
36:34stubble shadowing his jaw. He looks like he hasn't slept all night.
36:37Martha says a miscarriage really drains your energy, so you need proper nourishment.
36:44I had Martha buy the best old hen, and I added angelica, red dates, and gochi berries.
36:53I simmered it over low heat for over three hours, skipped off every bit of oil. Try it.
36:57Right. It shouldn't be greasy.
36:59He places a small bowl of golden clear chicken soup in front of me, his gaze eager, even groveling.
37:05I don't take it. I don't even look at him. My eyes stay fixed on the gray sky outside the
37:09window.
37:10His hand freezes mid-air. Slowly, he sets the bowl back on the cabinet and sits down by my bed.
37:15He reaches out, trying to take the hand that rests on the blanket. I pull my hand away.
37:19Blair.
37:20His voice is hoarse, thick with tears, his eyes reddening again.
37:23I know I was wrong. I really... I know how terribly wrong I was. I didn't sleep all night.
37:29Every time I closed my eyes, I saw you lying in that pool of blood, and our baby we never
37:33got to meet.
37:34He lowered his head and rubbed his hands helplessly.
37:37I gave Mia a severe scolding. She knows she was wrong. She's been so scared she can't even eat.
37:44She's only 16. She lost her head for a moment. Blair, please, for her youth and ignorance,
37:51give her one last chance, okay? If she really goes in, if she got a criminal record, her whole life
37:57will be ruined.
37:59She's still so young. I can't just stand by and watch. He knelt before me again.
38:04I've made up my mind. Once you're discharged, we'll remarry. I'll send Mia to the best professional facility.
38:12From then on, I'll stay by your side, never leave you, and never let you suffer again.
38:17Finally, I turned my head and looked at him calmly.
38:21Asher, how magnimalist of you. For the person who killed your child, you're giving your all.
38:30Asher Harrington shuddered and closed his eyes in pain.
38:33It's my fault. All my fault. I shouldn't have left you. I was stupid. I was blind.
38:41Punish me if you want. Hit me. Curse me. Make me do anything. Please, just spare Mia this time.
38:47I'll compensate you. I'll compensate you for everything. Whatever you want, I'll give it.
38:51He collapsed by the bed, his forehead against the edge, his shoulders shaking violently.
38:58Blair, I know I've wronged you, wronged our child. But Mia's mother, she died saving me.
39:03She entrusted her only daughter to me. I have to take care of Mia. I can't abandon her. I really
39:07can't.
39:08He kept repeating his guilt, his helplessness, his debt of gratitude, each word dripping with blood,
39:13as if he were the most pitiable, most powerless person in the world.
39:17I was unmoved, only staring at him coldly. I understand, and I sympathize with your having no
39:23choice. But my child is not your sacrificial offering to repay a favor. You as a father can
39:30remain indifferent, but I as a mother must seek justice for her. He suddenly raised his head,
39:37a flash of resentment in his eyes. Blair, isn't there some responsibility on your side too?
39:45He looked at me with anger and grievance. You were pregnant. Why didn't you tell me?
39:51If you had told me earlier, even if Mia was raising hell at the time, I would have rushed
39:55you to the hospital immediately. Maybe the baby could have been saved. Is it, is it like Mia said,
40:02that you deliberately didn't tell me on purpose? That you wanted to see me blame myself, see me
40:11feel guilty and torture me this way? The sharp sound of a slap cut him off harshly. Asher Harrington's
40:22face was knocked to the side, and a clear handprint quickly appeared on his cheek. He held his face,
40:27staring at me in shock as if he couldn't believe I would hit him. Asher Harrington, I must have been
40:35blind to fall for someone like you. Why didn't I tell you? Do you really not know? I leaned forward,
40:42staring into his stunned eyes. I just wanted to protect my child. I was afraid that if Mia found
40:48out she would go crazy and harm my baby. I took every precaution, worried day and night, but in the
40:55end, I still couldn't prevent it. And you, who claimed to love me, were right there beside me,
41:01watching me in pain, watching me bleed, hearing my desperate pleas, and then you turned around
41:07and hugged the person who pushed me, leaving me to the ambulance like an afterthought. My voice
41:12trembled, not from sadness, but from sheer fury and absurdity. And now you have the nerve to turn the
41:17tables on me and stab me in the heart. Asher, we grew up together, over 20 years of bond. What
41:26did I
41:26ever do wrong to deserve this from you? The ward fell silent. Only my stifled breathing and his heavy,
41:33ragged breaths could be heard. The forced grievance and accusation on his face crumbled under my barrage of
41:39questions, leaving nothing but pale embarrassment and shame with nowhere to hide. He opened his mouth as
41:44as if to defend himself, but no sound came out. I withdrew my gaze, no longer looking at him, and
41:50turned back to the window. I can sign a settlement agreement. His eyes lit up. Really? I knew it! I
41:59knew it! My Blair is the kindest! As long as you sign, I promise this is the last time. I'll
42:07send Mia
42:07far away, and she'll never appear before you again. I'll use everything I have to compensate you,
42:12to make up for the pain of losing our child. We… we can still have children in the future.
42:18Then we'll have a boy and a girl. A son like me, a daughter like you, and we'll…
42:23Asher, don't get ahead of yourself. I cut off his rosy fantasy. Listen to my terms first.
42:29Name them! I'll agree to anything! He said eagerly. I looked him in the eye,
42:33and word by word laid out the condition I had long prepared, one that would cripple him.
42:37First, the twenty percent of Harrington Corporation shares in your name must be unconditionally
42:44transferred to me in full. Second, all cash, real estate, and investment accounts in your
42:50personal name must also be unconditionally transferred to me. Every last cent. The air in
42:56the ward froze. All the color drained from Asher Harrington's face. He opened his mouth, but no
43:02sound came out. Twenty percent of Harrington Corporation shares, plus the ten percent I already
43:07owned as a bridal gift. Thirty percent. That was already the largest private stake outside of his
43:12father's. Enough to stir waves on the board and balance, even threaten, the Harrington's control,
43:18and all his personal assets. That meant, if he signed, he would go from a billionaire heir of
43:24Harrington Corporation to an empty shell overnight, with nothing but his family trust. No cash flow,
43:30no properties, no resources he could use freely. Watching Asher Harrington hesitate, I smiled softly.
43:36You can choose not to give it. Mia Latwell's intentional injury causing miscarriage is solidly
43:42proven. She's only sixteen, but she won't be spared one bit of the responsibility she must bear.
43:48He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his gaze was ashen.
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