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• Chapter 6 

My daughter seemed to see my confusion, and her innocent eyes were filled with sorrow. 

The voice whispered, “I always heard you cry at night.” My fingers trembled uncontrollably, 

Even the person by my bedside was unaware, but my daughter, who is far away, noticed it crystal 

clear. 

Mother and daughter were inseparable, she understood everything. 

But I suddenly had a moment of regret, why did I only wake up so late? 

My daughter raised a tissue and wiped away the tears that kept flowing from my eyes. 

“Mom, don’t cry. Dad doesn’t like us, so let’s not have him anymore.” 

I laughed and, after getting my emotions in order, I took my daughter out for a big meal. 

During the period, the phone kept vibrating non–stop, so I glanced at it and immediately turned it 

off. 

After my daughter and I had eaten to our heart’s content, I took her to watch a movie. 

We didn’t arrive home until midnight. 

Open the door, and the room was as bright as daylight. 

Joaquin looked at me with a haggard face and a hidden anger. 

I stared into his eyes and laughed heartily in satisfaction. 

I have had this feeling thousands and thousands of times. 

Joaquin couldn’t stand it after just one time. 

He pulled my arm and led me into the bedroom. 

Is this how a mother behaves? Coming home so late, I specially prepared a table full of delicious 

dishes for you all. 

I impatiently scratched my ear and uttered a sentence that he had said to me countless times. 

“Did I make you wait for me? Did I make you cook for me?” 

Joaquin looked at me incredulously, standing in place with a sense of frustration, tears welling up 

in his eyes. 

Are you still speaking human language? Do you have to degrade me like this, trample on my sincerity?” 

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I glanced at him with a sneer. 

At this moment, I knew what sincerity truly meant. Indeed, one would never know the pain until the whip had not struck oneself. 

The world also never empathized. 

However, the law of nature is good at reincarnation, and the boomerang doesn’t know when it will come flying back. 

I said indifferently, “If you want to cry, don’t cry in front of me. It’s annoying, I want to go to sleep.” 

Joaquin glanced at me with a sense of injustice, wiped away his tears, and then ran off to his daughter’s room. 

Not long after, he walked out again, looking dejected. 

It can be seen that the daughter did not give him a good face. 

I moved my neck and continued to communicate with the lawyer about the specific details of my 

divorce case. 

Over the years, Joaquin and I’s company has made substantial profits. 

Although I was not on the front line, I still had a considerable amount of stocks and funds under my name and my daughter’s. It was also quite troublesome to divide them.