Daisy Olson never imagined that on her birthday, her son Justin Walker would hand her a chestnut cake that could kill her from an allergic reaction. As her consciousness began to fade, she heard Asher Walker’s angry reprimand: “Justin, don’t you know your mom is allergic to chestnuts?” Justin’s childish voice came through crystal clear: “I know, but I want Natalie to be my mom. Dad, that’s what you want too, isn’t it?” Asher said, “Even if I…” A violent suffocating sensation suddenly overwhelmed Daisy, and she could no longer make out Asher’s response. In the final second before losing consciousness completely, only one thought filled her mind: if she could wake up again, she never wanted to be Asher’s wife or Justin’s mother ever again. ***** After five hours of emergency treatment, Daisy finally pulled through. When she regained consciousness, her entire body ached and her face was severely swollen. She struggled to open her eyes, instinctively searching for those two familiar figures, only to find the hospital room completely empty. Her phone lay on the nearby nightstand. She tried reaching for it but couldn’t stretch far enough. Just as she attempted to prop herself up, a nurse entered to change her medication and quickly stopped her. “You just came out of the ER—you can’t move around. Let me get that for you.” The nurse handed her the phone while replacing the IV bag, cautioning, “Didn’t you know you have a severe chestnut allergy? You absolutely must remember never to eat anything containing chestnuts again. Thank goodness you were rushed to the hospital in time, or you would’ve died.” Daisy didn’t know how to respond. Was she supposed to say that her son had deliberately given her a chestnut cake, knowing full well about her allergy? Looking at her arm bristling with medical equipment, she managed to ask with difficulty, “Where are they?” She couldn’t bring herself to use terms like “husband” and “son” to describe Asher and Justin. The nurse looked puzzled for a moment, then understood: “You mean your husband and son? They brought you to the hospital, handled the paperwork, then rushed off saying they had some urgent matter. You could give them a call.” The nurse muttered under her breath, “I really don’t know what could be more important than you. They’re so cold.” This offhand remark pierced Daisy’s heart. There was only one person who could make that father-son duo leave so hastily—Natalie. She opened her phone, and her chat with Asher still showed his last unread message. She clicked on Instagram, where Natalie’s post appeared prominently at the top of her feed: 【Thanks to my two on-call heroes for helping me catch a cockroach—a home really can’t do without men around!】 In the accompanying photo, Asher held a broom that seemed completely out of character for him, stepping on a cockroach on the floor, while Justin spread his little arms protectively in front of Natalie. Those two familiar figures, one big and one small, made Daisy’s eyes well up with tears as that suffocating feeling washed over her again. They had left her fighting for her life to help Natalie catch a single cockroach. Even more ironic was that her own biological son had caused her allergic reaction. Yet neither of them showed the slightest guilt or concern. Daisy gave a bitter smile. Justin probably wished she’d never wake up. As for Asher, while he might not have known what Justin was planning, deep down he probably shared the same wish as Justin—for Natalie to become his wife. How could two people who despised her so much possibly stay at the hospital to keep her company? Daisy set down her phone and stared at the hospital’s harsh fluorescent lights as memories flooded back like a tide. She and Asher had grown up in the same neighborhood. Asher had been an exceptional student since childhood, studying abroad early to prepare for returning home to inherit the family business. She, on the other hand, was introverted by nature—always sitting in corners watching while other children played, and growing up with little presence to speak of. Yet it was precisely this unremarkable girl who had fallen hopelessly in love with the brilliant Asher during her teenage years. She had thought this secret crush would come to an abrupt end when Asher married someone else. To her surprise, the first thing Asher did after returning to the country was seek her out and ask if she would marry him. The sudden joy caught her completely off guard, and years of suppressed feelings exploded in an instant—she agreed almost immediately. Just like that, she became Asher’s wife. However, it was only after he got drunk one night that she learned the truth from Asher himself. He had once deeply loved a girl abroad. That girl had told him that if he proposed 99 times, she would accept his 100th proposal. Asher believed her. The Swiss Alps, the Eiffel Tower, Iceland’s black sand beaches, Milan Cathedral… every location bore witness to his proposals. Until graduation day, when he carefully planned his 100th proposal, ready to return home for their wedding immediately after her acceptance. But in front of numerous friends and classmates, the girl rejected him for the 100th time. She said she didn’t want to marry so young and asked him to wait another three years. Asher completely lost his patience. In his fury, he returned home and married the first woman he could find. And she happened to be the girl living closest to Walker Villa. After learning the truth, she initially didn’t mind. She believed that someday Asher would fall in love with her. A year after their marriage, she gave birth to Justin, and her relationship with Asher grew much closer. To outsiders, they appeared to be a happy family of three. Until a month ago, when Natalie returned. He seemed to forget those 100 failed proposals from college and couldn’t help but gravitate toward Natalie, showering her with attention. Gradually, he began staying out all night, and even Justin often went with him to see Natalie. She had thought that after six years as husband and wife, and five years of mother-son bond, she would still hold a place in their hearts. Only today did she finally wake up from the fantasy she had woven for herself. Six years had passed, and she had never won Asher’s heart. Even the child who had come from her own body, like his father, had no room for his mother in his eyes. Bang! The sound of the door opening interrupted Daisy’s thoughts. She instinctively looked toward the entrance, where two figures—one tall, one small—stood in the hospital room doorway. Asher nudged Justin forward, his expression stern as he said, “Go apologize to your mother.” Justin fidgeted with his fingers, slowly shuffling to her bedside, his voice barely audible: “Mom, I’m sorry.” Daisy turned her head away without responding. She didn’t miss the perfunctory reluctance in Justin’s eyes. Asher added in a low voice, “Justin didn’t mean it—he didn’t know you were allergic to chestnuts. I’ve already scolded him, and we won’t prepare any food containing chestnuts for you again. There was an urgent matter at the company earlier, and since you were still unconscious, I went back to handle some work first.” Though it was the height of summer with heat waves rolling through the air, Daisy felt colder than in the depths of winter. From the moment she woke up until now, Asher hadn’t sent her a single message. After entering the room, both sentences he’d spoken to her were lies. Seeing her continued silence, Asher frowned with displeasure: “Alright, today is your birthday—don’t hold grudges against a child. Justin and I prepared a gift for you. Take a look and see if you like it. We’ll put it on you after you’re discharged.” With that, he produced a gift box and opened it to reveal a diamond necklace. Anyone could tell they had just picked it up casually at some mall along the way. Daisy glanced over briefly before looking away, saying softly, “I have a gift for you two as well.” Asher instinctively asked, “Isn’t today your birthday? Why are you giving us gifts?” Justin also looked at her with confusion. A relieved smile crossed Daisy’s lips: “Don’t worry, you’ll receive this gift in a few days, and I’m sure you’ll love it.” It was a signed divorce agreement—exactly what they wanted. Asher remained indifferent, completely unbothered. “Just rest well in the hospital. Don’t worry about preparing any gifts for us.” After speaking, he glanced down at his phone screen. Justin beside him also pursed his lips, looking equally disinterested. Daisy took in their reactions, a bitter smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. It didn’t matter that they weren’t interested now. When they actually saw the divorce papers, they’d probably be more excited than anyone else. She suddenly found herself curious about what she actually meant to them. Was she an emotional substitute? A nanny? Or perhaps just the most familiar stranger sharing the same roof? With these thoughts in mind, she decided to ask directly. The moment her last word fell, a sweet female voice rang out from Asher’s phone. “Asher, answer my call quickly, or I’ll get mad!” Daisy froze. As a CEO, Asher’s ringtone had always been the default system sound. But she quickly realized what this meant, her nails digging deep into her palms. This was probably a recording from when Asher and Natalie were dating, which he’d set as her exclusive ringtone. So even the cold, emotionless Asher had once made such sweet gestures. What was even more surprising was that after six years, he’d never deleted this ringtone. He’d probably been waiting for it to ring all these years. Asher answered the call without hesitation. Faint sobbing could be heard from the other end. He immediately stood up, grabbed his coat from nearby, and headed toward the door. “I’ll be right there.” His tone was unusually gentle. After hanging up at the doorway, he seemed to remember something and turned back to look at Daisy on the hospital bed, his voice calm. “A friend of mine is having some trouble. I need to go handle it. Rest well.” Perhaps in his rush to see Natalie, Asher didn’t notice how clumsy his lie was. What “friend” would warrant such a special ringtone? Justin immediately followed as Asher stood up. “Mom, I want to go with Dad.” Only then did Daisy finally realize that the father and son hadn’t listened to a word she’d said. Even after rushing from Natalie’s house to the hospital, she was the only one truly on their minds. Asher had been staring at his phone simply to answer her call at the first opportunity. Daisy lowered her head and softly responded with a quiet “Mm.” Though they hadn’t answered her question, she’d already gotten the answer she was looking for. After the father and son left, Daisy called her lawyer. “Draft a divorce agreement and send it to me as soon as possible.” The lawyer asked matter-of-factly, “What about custody of Justin? Do you want to fight for it?” “No.” Daisy spoke softly. “I no longer need anything or anyone related to the Walker family.” The only thing she wanted now was a divorce.
Daisy stayed in the hospital for a full week until the allergic reaction completely subsided. During her stay, she saw Natalie’s photos on social media every day. It turned out that the “trouble” Asher had mentioned was nothing more than cockroaches in Natalie’s place that hadn’t been completely exterminated. Asher and Justin had helped her find a new apartment, bought new furniture, and worked together to transform an empty room into a cozy home. On the day of her discharge, Asher and Justin finally appeared after being absent for a week. Seeing that Daisy had already completed the discharge procedures on her own, a rare hint of guilt crossed Asher’s stern face. “Sorry I didn’t visit you these past few days. I’ve been helping a friend with some things. She just returned to the country and isn’t familiar with the area yet, so I’m the only one who can help her.” Asher rarely apologized voluntarily. In the past, Daisy would have smiled understandingly and said it was fine. But this time, she simply opened the car door calmly and got in. “I understand. Let’s go home.” Asher glanced at her with slight surprise. Was she angry? But he quickly dismissed the thought. After six years of marriage, Daisy had always been gentle and considerate, never losing her temper with him. How could she be upset over such a small matter? Perhaps he was overthinking it. After getting in the car, Daisy kept her eyes closed, resting. But she could clearly feel a burning gaze frequently directed at her. She opened her eyes and caught Justin’s cautious stare. Seeing her awake, Justin asked softly, “Mom, is your allergy all better now?” Daisy said, “Yes.” Just then, the car came to a stop. Daisy pushed open the door and got out. After taking just a few steps, she heard a low mutter behind her: “Too bad Natalie can’t be my mom now…” Her steps faltered, her heart feeling as if it were being devoured by countless ants. This was her son, whom she had carried for ten months and raised for five years. The child who had nearly killed her showed no fear or guilt whatsoever, but instead regretted not successfully removing her as an “obstacle” so Natalie could smoothly become his mother. How ironic. Daisy suppressed the pain in her chest and walked straight into the bedroom. Justin, your wish will come true soon. That night, Daisy lay in bed early, the space beside her empty and cold. Asher often worked in his study until late at night, and they had long grown accustomed to a life without bedtime conversations. Just as she was drifting between sleep and wakefulness, a pair of hands gently pulled her into a warm embrace. The man’s heated breath brushed against her neck, sending shivers through her. Daisy was forced to open her eyes, but inadvertently caught sight of a curly hair wrapped around Asher’s shirt collar. She had always had straight hair since childhood. A sudden wave of nausea rose in her throat, and Daisy abruptly broke free from his embrace. Asher froze for a moment, frowning as he asked, “Haven’t you recovered yet?” Daisy suddenly found it amusing. He clearly had another woman in his heart, yet still pretended to care about her. Who was this act for? She said, “Asher, I just realized today that you’re not even as brave as a child.” At least Justin dared to say he wanted Natalie to be his mother. But you can’t even mention Natalie without calling her a “friend.” Asher couldn’t grasp the deeper meaning in her words and frowned as he pressed, “What are you talking about?” Daisy let out a soft laugh, no longer wanting to waste time on his hypocritical facade, and turned to lie with her back to him. Asher also lost interest and got up to leave the bedroom. Hearing the door lock click shut, Daisy kept her eyes tightly closed. The next morning, Daisy received the divorce papers from her lawyer. [Ms. Olson, the documents have been prepared.] Daisy replied: [Thank you.] Just after sending the message, Justin bounced over to her side. “Mom, my birthday party has to be really grand this time. I want to invite someone very special.” Only then did Daisy remember that Justin’s birthday was approaching. After a moment of silence, she responded, “Okay.” This would also be the last birthday she would spend with Justin. Justin happily went to school with his backpack. After he left, Daisy opened a flight booking app and purchased a ticket. The departure time was set for three days later, on the evening of Justin’s birthday. For the past three days, Daisy had been preparing for Justin’s birthday party. At the same time, she had also purchased all his birthday gifts from age six to eighteen. After all, he was her flesh and blood. Even if they would never see each other again after this, she had to fulfill her responsibilities as a mother, at least until he turned eighteen. On Justin’s birthday, guests filled the house. Daisy held Justin’s hand, standing beside Asher, surrounded by everyone in the center. Justin, who was usually excited about every birthday, seemed dejected today, constantly kicking at pebbles on the ground and glancing toward the entrance from time to time. Even Asher kept looking down at his watch. Daisy thought something might be inadequately prepared for the party. Until a clear female voice came from the entrance: “Justin!” Justin suddenly looked up, his eyes instantly lighting up. He pushed past Daisy who was blocking his path and ran straight toward the entrance: “Natalie!” Daisy stumbled, nearly falling, and had to step back several times before managing to steady herself. Justin was completely oblivious, throwing himself into Natalie’s embrace. The gloom on his face vanished completely, and his lips curved into a bright smile: “You’re finally here! I’ve been waiting for you.” Natalie smiled and pinched his cheek gently, saying tenderly: “Traffic held me up a bit. Sorry to keep you waiting.” Asher also walked over, a rare smile appearing on his usually stern face. Daisy endured the dull ache from her ankle, standing in the center of the crowd, watching her husband and son abandon her to gather around Natalie. The bitter feeling in her chest slowly spread throughout her entire body. She should have realized it earlier—only Natalie could make them act so unusually. The “most important person” Justin had mentioned was indeed her. The guests around them began whispering, breaking the previous silence. “Who is that? Someone who can make Mr. Walker and the young master personally greet her?” “Could she be the real Mrs. Walker? Did we get it wrong?” “No, I heard she’s Mr. Walker’s unforgettable first love from his study abroad days. She just returned to the country recently.” “Oh my God, poor Mrs. Walker. Her husband’s first love showing up so brazenly at her son’s birthday party…” “Shh, keep it down. Mrs. Walker is still here.” Daisy looked away. Her heart no longer ached—only bitterness remained. After tonight, she would no longer be Mrs. Walker. While everyone whispered, Justin had already pulled Natalie along, showing off the party venue to her like presenting treasures. “Natalie, this is my favorite cartoon character.” “These are all my photos from birth until now.” “And this is a painting I drew myself.” Asher followed beside them, his gaze carrying a gentle smile. After walking around the banquet hall, the three finally came to where Daisy stood. Justin introduced: “Natalie, this is my mom.” His tone was completely different from before, clearly carrying a hint of reluctance. Natalie remained composed, gently patting Justin’s head with a smile: “Ms. Olson, having such a well-behaved and thoughtful child like Justin must be truly enviable.” Daisy smiled back: “You’ll have that too.” After tonight, not just Justin, but Asher as well, would be hers. Justin clearly didn’t want to linger in front of Daisy and immediately pulled Natalie away again. Asher instinctively wanted to follow, but as he lifted his foot, he noticed Daisy standing alone, completely out of place with the surrounding festivities. He spoke with rare gentleness: “Thank you for all your hard work organizing the birthday party these past few days. Natalie can keep Justin company now. Why don’t you go back to your room and rest?” Daisy lowered her eyes, hiding the irony beneath them. How desperately did he want to be openly with Natalie that he would ask his legitimate wife, the biological mother, to leave early from her own son’s birthday party? But she said nothing, simply turned and went upstairs. She no longer wanted to waste time on such meaningless matters. When it came time for the wish-making ceremony, Daisy was summoned downstairs by a servant. In the banquet hall, Justin stood before a giant cake, ready to make his wish. Natalie and Asher stood on either side of him. Seeing this scene, Daisy paused in her steps. Such a harmonious picture—it seemed like anyone else joining would be superfluous. Noticing Daisy’s arrival, Natalie smiled apologetically at her: “Ms. Olson, I’m so sorry.” She then tried to give up her position beside Justin. But Justin gripped her sleeve tightly, not letting her leave: “Mom, I want Natalie to stay with me.” Asher glanced at him and said softly: “Today is Justin’s birthday. Let’s do as he wishes. Don’t take it personally.” Daisy stood in place and nodded calmly. She no longer wanted even the hearts of this father and son—why would she care about an insignificant position? Justin visibly brightened, closed his eyes, and clasped his hands together to make his wish: “I hope I can grow up happy and healthy.” As soon as he finished speaking, he paused, then added in Italian: “I also hope Natalie can be my mom!” The childish voice rang clearly in everyone’s ears. Among the guests were those fluent in Italian, and for a moment, their expressions varied. Asher was momentarily stunned, then explained with his usual composure: “Children say the darndest things. Don’t take it seriously.” Justin pouted, his eyes full of reluctance, as if he wanted to say more: “But…” Daisy stepped forward, cutting him off: “This is your gift. It can make your wish come true.” With that, she handed Justin the document envelope she had prepared. Inside was a divorce agreement she had already signed. She figured this gift was probably exactly what Justin wanted most. After a pause, she continued: “There’s also a key inside…” Originally, Daisy had wanted to tell Justin that his gifts from age six to eighteen were all stored in a safety deposit box, and he only needed to open them in order each Christmas. But before she could finish, Justin nodded dismissively: “Thanks, Mom. Got it.” He didn’t believe Daisy’s gift could really grant wishes—he just thought it was another grown-up joke to humor kids. He casually set the envelope aside and looked expectantly at Natalie: “What did you get me?” Natalie smiled and pinched his cheek, pulling out her prepared gift from her pocket—three matching t-shirts with their intimate family photo from their last amusement park visit printed in the center. She said: “This is from our last trip together. I had it made into matching family shirts. Do you like it?” “Wow!” Justin exclaimed in delight, excitedly examining the shirt over and over, wanting to put it on immediately. “I love it! Tomorrow, the day after, and the day after that… I want to wear it every day!” Just then, the photographer arrived, ready to take pictures. Justin’s eyes lit up as he tugged on Asher’s sleeve: “Dad, can we all change into these shirts and take photos with Natalie?” Asher, who usually only wore formal attire, surprisingly didn’t refuse. After the three changed into the matching outfits, they looked exactly like a real family of three. Before the formal shoot began, Asher frowned and looked toward Daisy, who had been standing in the corner: “Why aren’t you joining us for photos?” Watching the three of them standing intimately together with no space between them, Daisy forced a smile: “I’m a bit tired. You go ahead.” Asher didn’t ask further and signaled the photographer to begin. Natalie and Asher stood on either side of Justin. For better shots, the photographer gestured for them to move closer together. They inched closer bit by bit until their shoulders finally touched. Both froze simultaneously, instinctively looking at each other. A hint of tenderness appeared in Asher’s usually indifferent eyes, while Natalie’s cheeks flushed pink. Justin stood in front of them, holding both their hands, beaming with happiness. The guests around them whispered among themselves. “First the son wishes for another woman to be his mother, now they’re wearing matching outfits for photos. Mrs. Walker sure has patience.” “You don’t get it. Back when Mr. Walker was abroad for Christmas, he was deeply in love with his first love and proposed 100 times. If she hadn’t been unwilling to marry so young, there wouldn’t be a Mrs. Walker now.” “So you’re saying Mr. Walker’s first love is back in the country. Do you think…” Hearing the surrounding chatter, Daisy suddenly remembered the scene six Christmases ago when Asher proposed to her. No flowers, no ring, not even a confession. Just one simple sentence: “Will you marry me?” That single sentence made her throw herself wholeheartedly into this marriage. Even after accidentally learning about his past with Natalie after their wedding, she still believed that as his wife, she could make Asher fall in love with her someday. But it took her six full Christmases to understand that a heart already occupied by someone else could never love her. No matter how hard she tried, as soon as that person appeared, she was destined to lose everything completely. Watching Asher’s gaze inevitably drift to Natalie, Daisy let out a soft laugh. At least this marriage that should never have begun was finally coming to an end.
Daisy couldn’t bear to watch the three of them enjoying their cozy moment any longer and walked alone into the back garden. Buzz! Her phone vibrated gently. She swiped open the screen, and a text message popped up: [Dear passenger, your flight will depart in 8 hours. Please board on time.] Daisy showed her first genuine smile of the day. She put away her phone and turned to go upstairs to pack her luggage. After just a few steps, she ran straight into Natalie. The woman smiled sweetly as she blocked her path. “Mrs. Olson, you’re the hostess of this party. Why are you here all alone?” Daisy knew that beneath Natalie’s smile lurked a sharp blade. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have managed to get her contact information on her first day back in the country, and she wouldn’t keep posting photos with Asher and his son on Instagram. Daisy said, “Ms. Reed, just say what you want to say.” Natalie stared at her for a long moment before letting out a soft laugh and dropping her pretense. “Mrs. Olson, you’re a smart woman. “Back in Christmas, Asher and I were madly in love. He proposed to me a hundred times. If I hadn’t wanted to wait before getting married, the position of Mrs. Walker would never have been yours. “If you’re smart, you’ll file for divorce soon. At least then you can keep some dignity.” Although Daisy had already decided on divorce, that didn’t mean she would tolerate such provocation from a homewrecker. Her expression instantly turned cold. “My marriage with Asher is none of your business as an outsider.” Natalie casually played with her manicured nails. “So what? Even though I rejected him a hundred times, I’m still the one he loves. “You’ve seen it yourself these past few days. Asher truly loves me, and even your son is close to me, wanting me to be his mother. “I just casually said, ‘If you eat the chestnuts, I can be his mother,’ and he actually did it.” After speaking, she looked Daisy up and down with a mocking expression. “I just didn’t expect you to be so lucky. What a shame we couldn’t make you disappear sooner.” Daisy stared at Natalie in shock, her nails digging deep into her palms as rage churned in her chest. So Justin giving her the chestnut cake was Natalie’s doing. She said angrily, “Natalie, how could you…” “Who told you to take my place!” Natalie coldly interrupted her. “If it weren’t for you, I would be the real Mrs. Walker.” Catching sight of Asher and Justin walking toward the garden, Natalie suddenly changed her expression, putting on a pitiful look. “Mrs. Olson, Asher and I are in the past. Why must you be so aggressive?” Her eyes instantly reddened, her voice choking up. Daisy frowned, momentarily confused by her sudden change in attitude. The next second, Natalie suddenly tore a rip in her short sleeve. Before Daisy could react, she grabbed her wrist. “Ah!” Splash! Daisy was caught off guard as Natalie pulled her into the swimming pool. She had nearly drowned as a child and had a deep fear of water. The icy pool water rushed over her, and she instinctively struggled with her limbs, trying not to sink. Splash! Asher rushed over and jumped into the water without hesitation. Daisy struggled to reach out to him. “Save me.” However, the next second, she watched as Asher quickly swam toward Natalie on the other side, not even glancing at her. Justin’s anxious shouts came from the shore: “Dad! Natalie is over there, hurry and save her!” At that moment, Daisy clearly heard her already battered heart shatter into dust. Even at this life-or-death moment, the one they cared about was still Natalie. Daisy finally ran out of strength. She slowly closed her eyes and sank into endless darkness. When Daisy woke up again, the sharp smell of disinfectant hit her nostrils. Seeing her open her eyes, Asher cast her a cold glance and said in a low voice, “When Natalie wakes up, you’re going to apologize to her.” Daisy’s heart tightened as a bone-chilling coldness surged through her. She had just woken up, yet Asher didn’t offer a single word of concern—his first words were demanding she apologize. “She’s the one who pulled me into the water with her. Why should I apologize?” she said. Asher frowned deeply, his face filled with distrust. “You’re still lying. You were obviously jealous that Natalie gave Justin matching outfits as a gift, so you deliberately pushed her into the water, and then accidentally fell in yourself.” Daisy looked at this man she had loved for half her life. His face showed no trace of worry about her falling into the water—only anger and blame. So six years of living together day and night couldn’t earn her even a shred of his trust. She suddenly smiled, her tone surprisingly calm. “If you don’t believe me, you can check the surveillance footage.” She was no longer Mrs. Walker—why would she be jealous over matching outfits? Asher’s frown deepened as he stared at her intently, as if trying to judge whether her words were true or false. He had been feeling that something about Daisy was different lately. “You…” He had just begun to speak when a phone ring interrupted him. Justin’s excited voice came through the receiver: “Daddy, Natalie’s awake!” The coldness on his face instantly melted away, joy appearing in his eyes. “I’ll be right there.” After hanging up, he glanced at Daisy on the hospital bed, his tone turning cold again. “You need to reflect on yourself. I don’t want my wife to be some irrational, jealous woman, and Justin wouldn’t want that kind of mother either.” With that, he turned and strode away without a moment’s hesitation. Daisy watched his retreating figure with despair. Perfect timing—she was about to stop being Mrs. Walker and stop being Justin’s mother anyway. Ding! A text notification pulled her thoughts back to reality. [Dear passenger, your flight departs in three hours.] Daisy had already completed her discharge procedures. As she was leaving, she passed by a hospital room where a familiar figure made her instinctively stop. Asher was carefully feeding Natalie, looking at her with eyes full of tenderness. “Don’t you dare come near Natalie! If it weren’t for you, she wouldn’t be sick and hospitalized. You’re a bad mommy!” Justin appeared out of nowhere, spreading his arms to block the doorway, glaring at her with hostility. This was the first time he had shown such disgust for her “mother” identity in front of her. It seemed Natalie really did hold significant weight in his heart. Daisy’s fingertips trembled slightly, but she ultimately made no move. She simply crouched down to look at this child she had carried for ten months and given birth to. “That birthday gift—you must open it. Consider it the last time I’ll be able to make you happy,” she said. Justin’s mind was completely occupied with Natalie, and he didn’t care what she was saying. He turned his head away and snorted coldly. “I don’t want your gift. The best gift you could give me is staying away from Natalie!” Daisy chuckled softly and didn’t respond. His wish was about to come true. An hour later, Daisy arrived at the airport with her luggage. [Luca, pull up today’s poolside surveillance footage and send a copy to Mr. Walker.] She sent this final message to the butler, Luca Brown, then removed her SIM card, snapped it in half, and threw it in the trash. The moment the plane soared into the clouds, golden sunlight gently bathed her. Daisy smiled genuinely from the heart. Asher, Justin, the identity of Mrs. Walker, the position of mother—I no longer need any of it. And I’m finally going to live Daisy’s life. From now on, we’ll never see each other again.
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