Hearing this, Sean was stunned for a moment. "I said for you to leave, but I was just in anger. That place will always be your and James’s home."

No, that was his home.

It wasn’t hers and James’s.

Sharon didn’t want to continue this topic. "Do you need something?"

"About the doll this morning, it was my fault. I came to apologize to you and James. But they are orphaned and widowed, it's not easy for them. Also, she is the descendant of my savior, so I can’t be too harsh with them."

Sharon didn’t know how many times she had heard such words.

He wanted to repay a debt, so did that mean she and James had to keep suffering?

But they didn’t owe Riley and her daughter anything!

Seeing that she didn’t respond, Sean crouched down, took out a doll from behind, and tried to cheer James up.

"Don’t be sad, son. Daddy bought you a new doll. See if you like it?"

James’s eyes were still swollen. "I don’t like it, I only want the one grandma made!"

Sean grew impatient. "They’re just dolls. What’s the difference between this one and that one?"

Seeing this, Sharon forced herself to remain calm. "Sean, you said you were here to apologize to your son."

Sean stood up. "You think I want to have a go at him? A little boy, raised to be so spoiled by you. If you ask me, you should learn from Riley on how to teach kids. Jordan..."

"James still has a fever. He needs to rest after taking his medicine. If there’s nothing else, you can leave." Sharon interrupted him, unable to bear it anymore, and tried to close the door.

But Sean grabbed the door.

He cleared his throat awkwardly. "Riley likes your wedding design. It’s her first marriage, and she’s really serious about it. She hopes to invite you to make the wedding planning."

At that moment, Sharon was wondering if she had misheard.

How could he make such a shameless request?

Sharon clenched her fists. "Sean, don’t you think you’ve gone too far?"

Sean’s gaze flickered. "I’ll give you three times... no, ten times the payment, alright? Riley doesn’t mean anything else. Don’t overthink it. She just simply likes the wedding planning you did."

"Sorry, I can’t do it!"

Sharon took two steps back and slammed the door shut with gritted teeth.

He knocked on the door for a long time, but she didn’t open it. She leaned against the door, breathing heavily.

Sean knew how unreasonable his request was, but he still made it.

He just took advantage of the fact that Sharon loved him.

But now, she no longer wanted him.

Sharon thought this matter was over.

But she didn’t expect that Sean would threaten her by saying he would sell the wedding company she worked at.

Her assistant called to notify Sharon. "Mr. Collins said, either you take on the wedding planning for Riley and him, or he would sell the wedding company!"

Sharon had once told Sean that this wedding company was founded by her father.

Later, her father fell seriously ill, and her mother had to take care of him but didn’t know how to manage the business, so they had to sell the company.

When Sean was pursuing her, he bought the wedding company to make her happy.

But now, to force her to do the wedding planning for Riley, he wanted to sell the company!

Sharon tried to arrange a meeting with Sean to talk, but he refused.

"I’m going to accompany Riley to take wedding photos today."

"Sean, do you have to be so ruthless? You know how much I care about this wedding company!"

He wanted a divorce, and she agreed.

He asked her to leave the house, and she agreed.

Why was he still repeatedly forcing her to do things she didn’t want to?

Sean called, his voice full of helplessness. "Sharon, no one wants to force you. It’s just making a wedding plan. This is your job. Just treat Riley as an ordinary client, is that so hard?"

Sharon whispered, "I can’t do it."

"Why can’t you do it? I know you care about my relationship with Riley. But she’s the daughter of my savior, and I can’t just treat her as a stranger."

Riley was calling him to take wedding photos in a sweet voice.

Sean quickly warned Sharon, "If you don’t do the wedding planning for Riley, I will sell the wedding company."

After saying that he quickly hung up the phone.

But before he hung up, the sound of the photographer’s instructions came through.

"The groom, please hold the bride’s waist and kiss her more affectionately."

"Yes, just like that!"

Sharon gripped the phone tightly, her eyes blank.

She was already so disappointed in him.

But he always found ways to make her hate him even more!

That evening, Riley sent her a message.

First, a few pictures.

"You and the little bastard’s things took up too much space, so I threw them away. Sean agreed too!"

"Oh, by the way, I deliberately took the spot from the little bastard. Jordan doesn’t like playing the piano anyway."

"That doll, I had Jordan cut it up. Something made by a dead person will bring bad luck!"

"Are you angry? You better not get so mad that you die with the little bastard, then I’ll have nothing to play with!"

"Sean slept with me tonight. You don’t think he’s being nice to me just to repay a debt, do you?"

"I’m already pregnant, but he just doesn’t feel satisfied at all every day. He really wears me out."

Another picture.

Sean, shirtless, his back to the bed, unbuckling his belt.

Not much was needed to be said between adults. It was obvious by the looks of things what they were going to do next.

Sharon felt her heart grow colder with each message she read.

After sending them, Riley withdrew the messages one by one, just as she always did, never giving Sharon the chance to take a screenshot.

But this time, Sharon recorded the screen.

She saved the video, forced herself to remain calm, and went to accompany James for dinner.

In the end, Sharon still refused to take on the wedding planning job.

Sean followed through and sold the wedding company.

Sean. "I didn't mean to target you, but Riley cried because of you, and I had to give her an explanation. Don't be mad—once she calms down, I'll buy the company back."

Looking at his message, Sharon curved her lips in mockery.

He knew he was in the wrong.

But he still did it, forcing her to compromise again and again.

In the past, she had always tried not to make things difficult for him between her and Riley.

She had felt sorry for him.

But he had never once felt sorry for her...

That evening, Sharon arranged to meet with the illegitimate son of the Collins family for dinner.

"I can sell you the shares I hold in the Collins Group at a lower price. I have only one condition—the transaction must take place in 25 days."

Jack Collins cocked his brows, his expression playful. "That brother of mine hates me the most. Aren't you afraid he'll hate you too for doing this?"

"That has nothing to do with you. If you're not interested, I'll sell the shares to someone else."

"Wait, Sharon, I want them, I want them!"

After sealing the deal with Sharon, Jack left whistling.

On his way back, he ran into Sean.

Though they were related by blood, they hated each other more than anyone else in the world and usually wished they could strangle each other on sight.

But this time, Jack calmly called out to Sean.

"Sean, I'm just curious. Half of your shares are in Sharon's hands. You wronged her for your mistress—aren't you afraid she'll get mad and sell them to me?"

Sean sneered, his voice filled with disgust. "Keep dreaming. My wife would never do anything to hurt me!"

He knew Sharon had been upset recently, but he figured he could coax her after some time.

He was well aware of how much she loved him.

No matter how angry she was, he was sure she wouldn't go so far as to sell her shares to Jack!

Sharon had no idea what Jack and Sean talked about, nor did she care.

For the past few days, James had been in low spirits.

Since his fever had gone down, she decided to take him camping to watch the stars.

But just as she was about to finish setting up the tent, she suddenly heard James's cries.

She rushed over and saw Riley and Jordan snatching James's telescope, grilled sausages, glowing shoes, and visibility jacket.

Riley cursed under her breath and even tried to kick the boy lying on the ground.

"Riley, you are not allowed to bully my son!"

Sharon shielded James behind her, glaring at Riley. "What right do you have to take my son's things and hit him?"

"You should feel honored that I even like that little bastard's things! Do you really think I need to snatch them? As long as I say the word, Sean will take them for me anyway!"

Riley looked smug.

Sharon was so furious that she felt lightheaded. "Riley, don't push it!"

"So what if I do? You're just a useless nobody—what can you do?"

Riley suddenly shoved Sharon down the slope and then staggered back, collapsing onto the ground and wailing.

"Sean, Sharon is jealous that I'm marrying you! She tried to push me down, but I dodged, and she fell instead. What should I do?"

Sharon tumbled down the slope, hitting her head against a rock, forming a swollen bump.

The pain left her speechless.

But when Sean pulled her back up, the first thing he did was blame her.

"Sharon, how could you be so vicious? Last time, you spread rumors everywhere that Riley was a mistress. She didn't even hold it against you, and now you actually tried to push her down a hill... Are you insane?"

James clutched his shirt. "Ms. Winston stole my things and pushed Mommy down the hill! Mommy didn't hurt anyone!"

Right after he finished speaking, Riley shoved Jordan.

Jordan burst into tears. "Mr. Collins, save me and Mommy! Ms. Milton and James said for us to go die!"

She sobbed so hard that she could barely breathe.

Sean had wavered slightly after hearing James's words, but now, his hesitation disappeared completely.

He grabbed James by the collar. "You're picking up all the bad habits and none of the good ones. At such a young age, your mother has already taught you to lie! From now on, I'll teach you myself!"

"I didn't lie..." James cried loudly.

Sean ignored him completely, dragging him toward the car.

"Mommy! Mommy, help me! I don't want to go with Daddy!"

Sharon was dizzy, nauseous, and filled with rage. She struggled to get up from the ground.

"James, don't be afraid. I’m here for you! Sean, give my son back to me!"

But before she could even take a few steps, the car had already driven away.

Sharon rushed home, but the door code had already been changed—she couldn't even get inside.

She called the police, but since it was deemed a family dispute, all they could do was mediate.

After the officers left, Sean looked at her coldly.

"I should never have let you raise the child! Riley will be teaching him for you during this time. You can take him back when you finish the wedding planning proposal!"

"No! Give my child back! Sean, you can't do this to me!"

Sharon was on the verge of breaking down.

Sean saw her red-rimmed eyes and the wounds on her forehead and body. He felt a pang of guilt.

But then he remembered what Riley had told him—the child was still young and could be corrected.

He forced himself to look calm and pushed Sharon out, locking her outside.

Sharon was losing her mind, but there was nothing she could do.

For nearly a month, Riley sent her videos of James every day.

In the clips, Jordan rode on James's back like he was a horse.

Sean scolded him again.

James was punished again...

Sharon barely slept two or three hours a day, suffering immense mental and physical torment.

Meanwhile, the internet was flooded with news of Sean and Riley's romance.

#Sean, Riley, and their sweet family outing#

#Sean spends 100 million on a grand wedding for Riley#

#Sean buys an overseas island for their honeymoon#

#Sean responds. The woman named Sharon was just a housemaid, and the boy is the maid's son#

Riley nitpicked every detail of the wedding plan.

After struggling to finalize it to her demands, Sharon was finally ready to take her son back—only for an extreme fan to stab James in the heart with a knife.

The shocking footage spread like wildfire online.

In the video, Sean was right next to James, yet the first thing he did was shield Riley and her daughter.

#Sean protecting Riley in danger—so sweet!# trended to the top of social media.

Outside the emergency room, Sharon waited anxiously as her son's fate hung in the balance.

Sean stood beside her, still lecturing.

"Before you incited extreme fans to hurt Riley, did you ever think the one who'd get hurt in the end would be our son? I already told you—I'm only good to Riley to repay a debt. Why do you insist on making things difficult for her?"

Sharon wanted to say that she hadn't done anything.

She wanted to ask him—why, when he had been right next to James, had he refused to save him?

But in the end, she said nothing. Tears just kept falling.

In both past and present lives, she and her son had always been the ones he abandoned...

Riley pretended to be gracious. "Forget it, Sean. I'm fine. I don't want to hold it against her."

"She deserves to be reprimanded for what she did! You didn't even press charges—that's already merciful! If anything happens to James, she'll spend the rest of her life in nightmares!"

Sean felt suffocated at the thought of his son's uncertain fate.

If he didn't say something now, he would go insane!

Sharon ignored him, keeping her eyes fixed on the emergency room.

She had never believed in gods or fate, but at that moment, she prayed to every deity in the heavens.

As long as James survived, she was willing to die in his place.

The doctor finally emerged, announcing that the knife had missed the heart by an inch, and James’s life was no longer in danger.

She collapsed to the ground, wailing.

Riley tugged at Sean's sleeve. "Sean, our wedding is in three days, and by then, your divorce cooling-off period will be over. You can officially get the divorce certificate. She's so heartbroken right now—why not wait a little longer? I don't mind being called a mistress for a while."

Sean hadn't even thought about it until she brought it up. "No, I'll get the divorce certificate today!"

Even if he didn't bring it up, Sharon would bring this matter up anyway.

She didn't want to be associated with him for another second.

As soon as James was transferred to a regular ward, Sharon went with Sean to the courthouse.

The moment they finalized their divorce, he went and registered his marriage with Riley.

"Three days from now, at the wedding, don't even think about causing trouble. I've already instructed security not to let you or the kid in."

Holding the divorce certificate, Sharon didn't even look up. "Okay."

He could rest assured—she had long since given up on him.

Sean hesitated upon seeing her pale face, feeling a rare moment of guilt. "Go home and reflect on yourself. But don't worry, I love you. Once the dust settles, I'll divorce Riley and marry you again."

"No—"

Before Sharon could finish, Riley called out, "Sean, come quick! The photographer is taking photos of us with our marriage license!"

"I'm coming."

Sean smiled and walked away.

For the next three days, he was too busy preparing for the wedding to visit the hospital even once.

On the wedding day, the entire city buzzed about their marriage.

Sean sent a message to Sharon. "Is our son feeling better? I'm busy right now, but I'll visit him later."

Sharon didn't reply.

Instead, she sent all the evidence of his affair with Riley to the media.

Then, she transferred all her shares in the Collins Group to Jack.

Finally, she took her weak son and boarded a high-speed train.

‘Sean, from now on, we have nothing to do with each other ever again.’