His Last Cup of Warm Milk Came With Divorce Papers Chapter 08

His Last Cup of Warm Milk Came With Divorce Papers Chapter 08

It came flooding back to me then.

A few days ago, my mother had called to check on me.

I was in the middle of restoring a rare painting, frustrated over a missing pigment, and she must have heard it in my voice.

She launched into her usual speech.

Divorce Sebastian.

He was no good.

He was only torturing me.

My eyes stung. My voice cracked.

She told me not to worry.

She would handle everything.

[You dumb girl. You really think your mother gives a damn? All those years of pushing divorce, and

it was just to clear the spot for the fake heiress.]

[Who benefits if you walk away? Use your head.]

[Too bad your husband is too obsessed to let go. Otherwise, you would have been eaten alive long ago.]

I stared at the floating comments, a bitter ache twisting in my chest.

Over the years, my parents called periodically.

They always trashed Sebastian.

They always urged me to leave him.

I had actually started to believe they were learning to love me.

It was all a setup.

They only wanted me gone so Charlotte could take my place.

I typed back, testing the waters.

“He agreed.”

My phone buzzed instantly.

Their excitement was barely hidden.

“He is finally over you? That’s great!”

“Oh, and your sister’s birthday party is next week. You should come home.”

“Bring Leo too. Your sister can take care of him while you handle the paperwork.”

[They are not even pretending anymore, huh?]

[They just want Leo to call the fake heiress Mom.]

[Your sister? She is not your sister. She is a fraud, a phony, a parasite.]

[Last time they drugged Liliana to hand her off to some old man, and they tried to drug Sebastian to slip Charlotte in. Some parents. You are better off without them.]

I covered my mouth, stunned.

My mother’s name kept flashing on my screen.

For the first time, I did not pick up.