Chapter 1

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In my dream, I refused to agree to the divorce. When Rowan Steel couldn't change my mind, he simply cut off the living expenses for my daughter and me. I was a housewife without a single penny in savings, and having been out of the workforce for too long, I couldn't land a decent, easy job. I had no choice but to take odd jobs to scrape by. As my daughter got older, the expenses kept going up. One income wasn't enough to support us. I had to work three jobs at once, and I was so worn out year-round that I barely had time to breathe. I finally held on until my daughter was grown, but years of overwork had ruined my health. I suffered a heart attack before I even turned forty and died. My daughter went to argue with Rowan and Violet Steel, his adopted younger sister, to seek justice for me. During the argument, she accidentally fell down the stairs, sustaining severe injuries that left her in a vegetative state. I jolted awake in bed. Clutching my chest as my heart pounded wildly, I gasped for air, trying to calm my panic. Everything in the dream was too real. A chill ran down my spine. The truth was, I didn't want a divorce. First, I wanted my daughter to have a complete family and not face judgment for being from a single‑parent family. Second, I was unwilling to accept it. I had sacrificed my career, wasted my youth, and poured my entire heart and soul into this family for so many years. Why should I step aside and make way for them just because he said so? But the tragic ending for my daughter and me in the dream kept replaying in my mind. If this was the price of refusing to divorce, then agreeing to it was the best way to protect my daughter and me.
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