That night, Victoria Monroe was very anxious. Thinking of Julian Fordham’s character, she was sure he wouldn’t let it go easily.
It wasn’t until she got the divorce certificate that she felt relieved.
Julian Fordham didn’t play any tricks; he truly let her go.
Standing at the entrance of the civil affairs bureau, he spoke hoarsely and humbly, "Victoria, can I hold you one more ti?"
The last ti she celebrated his birthday, she still embraced him gracefully to say goodbye, wanting to part on good terms.
But now, Victoria Monroe’s face showed no expression, and her beautiful eyes only held endless coldness when looking at him.
"There’s no need, Julian Fordham. From now on, let’s not et again."
After saying that, she turned and left, not sparing him another glance.
Julian Fordham’s lips curled into a helpless bitter smile, "Victoria."
She wasn’t even willing to say goodbye to him.
Indeed, it’s his own fault for ending up in this predicant today.
Victoria Monroe got into the car, looking at the light divorce certificate in her hands.
This mont felt sowhat unreal; she had truly ended her relationship with Julian Fordham, completely severing ties with him.
Unfortunately, this day ca at the cost of losing her own child.
She touched her belly, where only this boy remained, "Baby, from now on, mommy only has you."
The child was resilient, showing no signs of miscarriage for the past two days.
Just as in the dream, where the sister told him to stay and protect, he was growing well.
In the following days, Victoria Monroe stayed in the hospital receiving treatnt to keep the child.
She video-called her grandmother a few tis during that period. Though her grandmother didn’t rember much, her physical condition was good.
Rhys Hawthorne visited her every day, bringing her a bouquet of vibrant flowers.
He told Victoria Monroe that everything had been transported to that island, where there are many flowers, a beautiful cave, and countless fireflies inside.
The sea there is blue, you can snorkel and catch lobsters.
Victoria Monroe knew he said these things only to evoke hope for her life.
After losing that child, she often sat on the bed in a daze.
Reading a book, not turning a page for half an hour.
Sotis, holding the fruit he brought her, she’d bite into an apple and pause there.
As if soone had taken her soul, she didn’t know what she was thinking.
Or perhaps she wasn’t thinking anything, becoming a puppet doll, losing the aning of life.
She bought two little doll mobile chains initially, each ti she saw them, she’d be reminded that she once had a daughter.
Victoria Monroe beca quieter, and Rhys Hawthorne was also a man of few words.
Often, the two wouldn’t exchange more than ten sentences in an entire afternoon.
Every day, scrolling through her phone, Victoria Monroe would see news of Julian Fordham’s company facing imnse financial difficulties, failed collaborations, and plumting stock prices.
Honestly, Victoria Monroe anticipated he’d suffer losses.
But this affair was a re blemish on his private morals. Even if the collaboration with Willis failed, at worst, he’d only be temporarily unable to expand into foreign markets, having already secured dostic shares long ago.
The stock price slid during this period, but once his new products were released, it’d imdiately rise again.
He’s not an entertainnt industry figure to be banned due to issues.
This matter impacted him far more than Victoria Monroe imagined; reportedly, his capital chain broke, causing the company to cease operations, stock prices crashed, a mass resignation of key personnel, shareholders demanding accountability—It was a ss.
Upon reading more news about him, she saw that the Fordham Group went bankrupt.
Victoria Monroe found it sowhat unbelievable; could it be that transferring his money to her caused the capital chain to break?
The high building Julian Fordham painstakingly erected over years collapsed overnight.
Who would have known, it all happened rely because of a child that was never his?
However, it no longer concerns her. She and her grandmother recovered better than expected. Victoria Monroe had decided to forget everything about Kenton and start anew.
On the day she was discharged, Assistant Woods accompanied her back to the marital ho.
She wanted to take away October.
But she didn’t expect to return to the wedding chamber and see such a scene.
Julian Fordham sat under the cherry blossom tree, surrounded by bottles of alcohol.
Beside him was a small gravestone, in front of which were offerings the child liked.
Thinking of the red mass in the photo sent by Corbin Prescott, she realized sothing.
Julian Fordham actually buried the child’s body in their wedding chamber!
For a mont, she didn’t know whether to call him a pervert or a lunatic.
Lana Jason was also present today, and seeing the tense atmosphere between the two, Victoria Monroe and Assistant Woods didn’t go over, watching from a distance.
Lana Jason grabbed Julian Fordham by the collar and slapped him, "You bastard, how could you let the company go bankrupt? I warn you, even if you go bankrupt, you still have to support !"
Julian Fordham, indifferent, picked up a bottle of wine and took a heavy swig, "I struggled and climbed up just to protect Victoria. Now that she’s gone, what’s the point of climbing any higher?"
"Julian Fordham, you coward, there are so many won out there, do you have to hang yourself on her? Can’t you live without her?"
Julian Fordham replied with sarcasm, "It doesn’t matter anymore, Victoria doesn’t want . Mom, I’ve already divorced Victoria, are you happy now? Isn’t this what you wanted? Now I only have this house, I have nothing left, are you satisfied?"
Lana Jason suddenly understood, "You’re getting revenge on ! You lunatic, you’re seeking revenge on your mother with your own future? That’s the empire you built with your own hands, and you’re willing to give it up for a woman?"
"Mother? Heh."
The man laughed lowly, "You never loved , not from the beginning. I thought being respectful and filial would earn your love, but in the end, all you cared about was money. Because I entrusted the money to Victoria, you couldn’t stand her and made things difficult for her at every turn, using the child as an excuse."
Julian Fordham took another sip of wine, "Honestly, have Victoria and I treated you badly? The house you live in was bought by Victoria. Over the years, I bought whatever you and Autumn Fordham wanted, be it expensive jewelry or luxury goods, without blinking an eye."
ntioning this, Lana Jason was even more dissatisfied, "What you bought for Autumn and is not even a tenth of what you gave to that woman. I feared she would cheat you out of your money, what did I do wrong?"
"That’s why I only realized it now, why you would threaten with death to have a child with Rachel Hayes. It wasn’t the child you wanted, but you wanted to drive a wedge between Victoria and , to find an obedient daughter-in-law and seize financial power."
Julian Fordham’s voice resounded, "Mom, you’re so cruel!"
Victoria Monroe was also stunned on the spot. She had also been puzzled before why Lana Jason was so good to Rachel Hayes, even if she was a nouveau riche, her judgnt couldn’t be that bad!
It turned out Lana Jason’s aim wasn’t to continue the Fordham family line, but to rid herself of the thorn in her side and find an obedient daughter-in-law to control Julian Fordham’s finances!
Why did this woman want so much money? Clearly, Julian Fordham was already very generous.
Unexpectedly, Julian Fordham continued, "My ntal state has been off for a few years now. To prevent Victoria from finding out, I’ve been using dication to control it until recently when my psychologist discovered that my condition wasn’t due to stress but because soone has been slowly poisoning ."
Julian Fordham looked coldly at Lana Jason, "Mom, why did you do it? You wanted to control ! Am I not your son? Why can’t you stand to see well? Why do you want my family to fall apart?"
Victoria Monroe covered her lips with her hands. If she hadn’t co over suddenly, she wouldn’t have heard these shocking secrets.
What exactly is this woman trying to do?
Lana Jason was evidently sowhat flustered, "I don’t know what you’re talking about! Poisoning what?"
"Whether you admit it or not, it doesn’t matter anymore. Now that I’ve gone bankrupt, you have no use for , and as the legal representative of the company is you, you’ll be the one to face debt collectors and liability in the future."
Julian Fordham wore a look of nothing to lose, making Lana Jason’s face change drastically, "You little bastard, you actually dared to sche against !"
"Sche? Weren’t you the one that was insistent on being the legal representative? And insisted on placing silly Autumn Fordham in the company, refusing to let Victoria work there? I granted you what you so desired, so why aren’t you happy?"
Julian Fordham’s laughter was spine-chilling, "Mom, today is the seventh day after the baby’s death, let’s use the Fordham family as a sacrificial offering to honor him."
"I heard Autumn Fordham got conned abroad and was sold to a night club, your precious daughter is serving clients daily. I specially arranged for soone to keep a good eye on her. Consider it brotherly care."
Upon hearing this, Victoria Monroe was dumbfounded.
Julian Fordham wouldn’t go this far even in madness. That was his beloved sister since childhood!
This seems to be out of control, what exactly is he acting out?
It was only now that a chill ran down Lana Jason’s back as she grabbed Julian Fordham’s collar fiercely and asked, "You’re fooling , right? She’s your biological sister, how could you... how could you treat her this way?"
"Biological sister?" Julian Fordham laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" Lana Jason only felt a chill run down her back.
"After divorcing Victoria, I couldn’t figure out why you did these things. Reflecting on your attitude towards since childhood, I couldn’t help but have a conjecture."
Julian Fordham articulated the truth word by word, "Upon consideration, I don’t resemble you at all. My father passed away early, so I have no mory of him, but compared to his photos, I don’t resemble him either. On the contrary, Autumn Fordham and you are like two peas in a pod, so I had soone take our DNA samples for comparison, guess what I found?"
Lana Jason’s face turned a sickly white, "You, you..."
Julian Fordham shoved her away, took out the prepared docunts, and harshly flung them at Lana Jason’s face.
"Lana Jason, take a good look at what it says. You are not my birth mother at all."
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