The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce

“Don’t worry,” Isabelle Richardson smiled at her. “I’ve been through childbirth too. Usually, the pregnancy symptoms start after one month, like loss of appetite and bad mood. Things get better after three months.”

Upon hearing that she also had a child, Molly Walker’s face revealed a trace of strangeness.

“The baby is Michael’s, right?” Isabelle Richardson spoke again, her tone indifferent and seemingly light-hearted, but with a hint of malice in her eyes.

Molly’s heart skipped a beat, and Isabelle continued, “Here’s my sincere advice, you should get an abortion.”

“Michael won’t acknowledge the child in your belly. He has always believed that you’ve cuckolded him. If you tell him the baby is his, can you guess what he’ll think?”

What he would think, she didn’t need to say, Molly knew that Michael Gallagher would not acknowledge the child.

During their three years of marriage, he was not a man who would enjoy being a father, even if the child was his own. He would not believe it, just as he believed she had cheated on him.

He had a strong sense of self-esteem, cold and suspicious temperament. Not only would he not admit it, but the Gallagher family would also not acknowledge it.

That was why she was reluctant to tell him about her pregnancy. If the child’s bloodline would not be acknowledged, she would rather have her child not recognize him as the father.

“That’s none of your business.” She replied coldly. Even if Michael didn’t

acknowledge the child, it was a matter between her and him, and had nothing to do with Isabelle Richardson.

Isabelle didn’t get annoyed and just smiled faintly, “Of course it concerns me, because it will affect the inheritance rights of my child.”

Her child, inheritance rights?

Molly’s smile froze on her face.

“To tell you the truth,” Isabelle continued, “my child with Michael is already five years old.”

Boom! Like a thunderbolt out of the blue, Molly felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her, rendering her speechless.

Five years old…

While she had married Michael only three years ago.

She had actually fallen in love with a man who had a child with someone else.

A subtle pain spread from her heart, turning into bitterness.

She thought that after the divorce, she didn’t care anymore, but when Isabelle told her this message, she still felt waves of discomfort spreading to every cell of her body.

If Michael and Isabelle already had a child, why did he marry her in the first place?

Suddenly feeling nauseous, waves of discomfort emanated from her stomach.

Seeing her change of color, Isabelle was delighted, “My child is now at the Gallagher family home, and his grandmother dotes on him a lot, keeping him by her side every day.”

“Now you understand why I can’t give up on Michael. It’s because he’s the father of my child.”

“Molly, you’re the third party. You destroyed my child’s family.” Isabelle’s words pierced her heart like a knife.

Looking at Isabelle’s smug expression, Molly quickly calmed down.

She wanted to provoke her.

Molly smirked, “The third party? Don’t you know that our marriage was proposed by Michael himself?”

“If he liked you and cared for you, why would he propose to me?”

Clearly, even though Michael had a child with Isabelle, he had proposed to another woman. This showed that he was indeed scum, and on the other hand, it reflected that he did not like her at all.

Michael didn’t like Isabelle, let alone love her.

That was precisely what Isabelle cared about the most.

Seeing Isabelle’s pale face, Molly suddenly lost interest.

Arguing with such a person over a man was unnecessary, but hurting Isabelle would always be her pleasure.

Molly got out of the car, and as Michael approached, she quickly turned around and left. Even though her feet hurt, she didn’t want to face him.

Although he was a scumbag, what hurt her more was that she had once fallen for such a man.

Watching Molly leave without looking back, Michael wanted to chase her, but

Isabelle grabbed his hand, “Michael…”

Before she could finish, Michael’s cold eyes turned to her, “What did you say to her?”

Although Molly was still cold towards him, she wasn’t disgusted yet.

Just now, when she got out of the car and looked at him nonchalantly, he saw the repulsion in her eyes.

Feeling his icy cold attitude, Isabelle became flustered, “l didn’t say anything. I just mentioned that I hoped she would be merciful to me…”

“Isabelle Richardson.” Michael interrupted her, his eyes deep, “You’ve disappointed me too many times.”

“It’s my fault for not seeing through you sooner.”

He glanced at her deeply, got back into the car, and drove away, leaving Isabelle alone on the street.

A gust of wind passed, leaving Isabelle shivering, her heart tightened suddenly. She clenched her teeth, trying to hold back the tears that were about to fall.

When the car left, her tears finally flowed.

This was the first time Michael had been so cold to her.

Crying, she wiped away her tears and looked in Michael’s direction, her eyes no longer as innocent as before.

She had wanted to save him, but now, she couldn’t even save herself.

Limping down the street, Molly didn’t know how much time had passed when a car stopped beside her.

Seeing the familiar Maybach, she frowned and continued walking.

The car window rolled down, and Michael coldly said, “Get in.”

Molly was unmoved and kept walking. Michael got out of the car and grabbed her, “Don’t be stubborn, your leg can’t walk.”

Molly shook off his hand and said firmly, “If you don’t want me to walk, stay away from me. Seeing you makes me sick.” Those words made Michael’s eyes freeze.

Disgusted, she called him disgusting?

“What did Isabelle say to you?” His gut told him that it was Isabelle’s words that had affected her.

If it were in the past, he would just turn around and leave. But now, his feet felt like they had been nailed to the ground. The thought of her disgusted gaze made him feel uneasy and frantic.

He didn’t want to be repulsed by her.

Molly just sneered and didn’t speak. Their child was already five years old and he still proposed to her. If the two were still married, she would definitely confront him.

But now, she didn’t have the right to question him anymore…

The angrier she got, the more it seemed that she cared about him.

She took a few deep breaths and stabilized her emotions.

“She didn’t say anything to me, and her words don’t affect me.” Molly said, knowing that she was indeed affected.

Sooner or later, she would send Isabelle back.

Molly gritted her teeth, turned around, stood up straight, and continued slowly walking, looking like a person with a normal gait.

Michael stood behind her, his deliberately low voice hoarse and calm like fine sand, “My people have found the person you were looking for.”

Molly’s footsteps stopped. They found the caregiver?

Her heart raced.

No wonder it was Michael’s people, they found the caregiver so quickly.

A silent hope reignited within her. Suppressing her excited emotions, she stared at him intently.

Trembling, she asked, “Where is she now?”