Chapter 155:

“Dooley, you still love me, don’t you?” Luna cast a pleading look at Dooley.

Luna choked as she spoke. “I brought Shayla back to Glophia for my father’s birthday celebration. I have no ulterior motives, Dooley. Can’t we avoid the divorce? Shayla is so young, and she can’t grow properly without both of us. A stepmother won’t treat her well. Look at her. She’s so adorable and so much like you. How can you do this to her?”

Luna’s tearful plea prompted Shayla to feel concerned. Breaking free from Norah’s grasp, Shayla rushed over.

“Mommy, don’t cry!”

It was only at that moment that Luna truly noticed Shayla. She embraced her, tears streaming down her face.

As Norah turned a corner, she caught sight of a tall man in a suit, appearing refined and handsome. His features explained the depth of Luna’s affection.

“Finally met the rumored Mr. Boyd,” Norah remarked with a clear and crisp voice, drawing Dooley’s attention.

The stunning Norah, adorned in a red fishtail gown, resembled an enchanting fairy. Her fiery red lips were the most vibrant hue. She firmly held Dooley’s gaze, captivating him with her beauty, causing a momentary pause in his response.

“Who are you?” Dooley asked.

ᗰσ𝓇𝑒 υ𝐩𝓭𝑎𝓉𝑒𝓈 ι𝐧 ɢ𝒶𝐥𝓷𝑜𝐯𝑒𝓁𝓈.𝒸𝑜𝓂

This was their initial encounter since Norah entered the Wilson family. Dooley had acted like a coward, not even coming to the Wilson family’s residence. He had left Luna to confront the familial expectations all alone.

to her father’s inquiry. “Mommy, don’t cry.

woman who had married into the Carter family—Norah. “Norah?” Dooley narrowed his eyes, questioning, “Why are you

interactions had been minimal, making Norah’s sudden

misery? Yes, I might be miserable, but are

Shayla, Luna knelt down and crawled toward Dooley, clinging to his legs. “Dooley, let’s not divorce. Please try to love me

crept across Dooley’s face. “Luna, there’s

head in disbelief. “How

Luna’s head

her daughter’s unwavering devotion, scooped Shayla up, her voice shaking as she implored,

Do you really have the heart to do that?” Shayla, blinking in confusion, glanced between her parents. “Daddy,

brought the divorce agreement. You have to sign it, whether you

tossed a divorce agreement, demanding, “Sign it.” The parallels between Derek and Dooley struck Norah. The only notable difference was Dooley’s discretion. Dooley hadn’t introduced a mistress in Luna’s

Tears marred Luna’s makeup, smearing her false eyelashes, which began to detach and fall off. Shayla’s pitiful cries echoed, yet her parents remained unmoved, lacking

“Enough!” Norah’s voice erupted as she swiftly

on her

is a family matter. It’s none

repulsion in Dooley’s eyes at that

stepped forward, her expression turning cold. “Luna, do you think I

emotions she couldn’t comprehend.

She cried out desperately, “Daddy, hug me…” Feeling the discomfort of being beside her distressed mother, Shayla instinctively sought comfort from her

anguished mother and daughter. Despite

I recorded you in this state and showed it to your

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