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The thought made Bianca feel a surge of nausea.
Just as she was about to speak, Blair suddenly shoved her hand away and said coldly. “I’m not in the mood today. We’ll talk about the second. child next month.”
With that, he took Sandra’s hand and led her out of the room.
Sandra turned around, her face gleaming with satisfaction, as if to say, Of course my son sides with me. You’re just an outsider–don’t you know your place?
If this had happened before, Bianca would have been devastated, probably even crying over Blair’s lack of support. But now, she seemed almost used to it–there wasn’t even the slightest hint of disappointment.
As she watched Blair about to leave the hall, Bianca quickly called out, “Blair.”
Bianca was a woman of firm resolve. Once she made a decision, she stuck to it. Just like when she had fallen for Blair, despite her family’s objections, she had thrown herself into this messy marriage without hesitation.
But after loving Blair for eight years, Bianca was simply exhausted.
He never saw her worth, never considered working on their marriage. His decision to marry her had been driven by a sense of responsibility after she got pregnant before marriage.
Their marriage was a tomb, and the only one buried in it was Bianca.
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She should have realized this long ago.
Blair paused at the door, and for a brief moment, Bianca thought he might be listening to her. After exhaling deeply, she finally said, “I don’t want to stay with you anymore. Let’s get a divorce.”
The moment the words left her mouth, Bianca felt an unexpected sense of relief.
But just then, Blair pressed his phone to his ear. She couldn’t hear the person on the other end, but his voice became urgent as he responded, “Okay, I’ll be there soon.”
After hanging up, he wrapped his arm around Sandra and walked out of the Golden Residence hall.
And yet, the words she had just spoken–thinking they might offer some release–seemed to fall on deaf ears.
It wasn’t until Blair’s figure had completely disappeared that Bianca finally let out a bitter laugh.
Lila returned after seeing them out and, seeing Bianca still standing there, dazed, called out, “Mrs. Avery?”
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Snapping out of her trance, Bianca walked to the sofa and sat down. She then instructed, “Lila, please help me prepare dinner.”
In the past, she would have done everything herself, thinking it might earn her some affection from Blair.
Even though they barely saw each other once or twice a year, she used to put her heart into it. But in reality, Blair had never truly
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acknowledged her efforts.
Now, she was tired and, for the first time, remembered that she had
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once been the cherished daughter, doted on by her parents and brother, never having to lift a finger.
After dinner. Bianca went upstairs to the study to prepare a divorce agreement.
The Watts family wasn’t exactly poor, and as a pediatric surgeon, Bianca wasn’t lacking financially. She could provide a good future for Winnie.
But after five years of silently enduring everything, the result had been Blair’s coldness and cruelty.
So she made it clear in the agreement: Blair’s income after marriage should be split in half with her, and he would need to pay an additional 700 thousand dollars per month for Winnie’s support.
But thinking about Winnie, Bianca wasn’t sure who Winnie would want to live with.
She had completed half of the agreement when she realized she–needed to ask Winnie for her opinion. So, she left Golden Residence with the unfinished document in hand.
After Winnie was born, Blair bought her a villa, and Bianca stayed home for four years to take care of Winnie before returning to work at a hospital.
As her job changed, she had spent less and less time with Winnie.
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