?Chapter 155:


    “Dooley, you still love me, don’t you?” Luna cast a pleading look at Dooley.


    Luna choked as she spoke. “I brought Sha back to Glophia for my father’s birthday celebration. I have no ulterior motives, Dooley. Can’t we avoid the divorce? Sha is so young, and she can’t grow properly without both of us. A stepmother won’t treat her well. Look at her. She’s so adorable and so much like you. How can you do this to her?”


    Luna’s tearful plea prompted Sha to feel concerned. Breaking free from Norah’s grasp, Sha rushed over.


    “Mommy, don’t cry!”


    It was only at that moment that Luna truly noticed Sha. She embraced her, tears streaming down her face.


    As Norah turned a corner, she caught sight of a tall man in a suit, appearing refined and handsome. His features exined the depth of Luna’s affection.


    “Finally met the rumored Mr. Boyd,” Norah remarked with a clear and crisp voice, drawing Dooley’s attention.


    The stunning Norah, adorned in a red fishtail gown, resembled an enchanting fairy. Her fiery red lips were the most vibrant hue. She firmly held Dooley’s gaze, captivating him with her beauty, causing a momentary pause in his response.


    “Who are you?” Dooley asked.


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    This was their initial encounter since Norah entered the Wilson family. Dooley had acted like a coward, not evening to the Wilson family’s residence. He had left Luna to confront the familial expectations all alone.


    “Daddy, she’s Auntie…” Whileforting her mother, Sha responded to her father’s inquiry. “Mommy, don’t cry. Sha is here.”


    At that moment, Dooley’s attention shifted to the woman who had married into the Carter family—Norah. “Norah?” Dooley narrowed his eyes, questioning, “Why are you here?”


    Their interactions had been minimal, making Norah’s sudden appearance perplexing for Dooley.


    Luna, lifting her tear-filled gaze, confronted Norah. “Norah, are you here to revel in my misery? Yes, I might be miserable, but are you any better?” After all, Norah had divorced before her.


    Releasing Sha, Luna knelt down and crawled toward Dooley, clinging to his legs. “Dooley, let’s not divorce. Please try to love me forever.”


    A trace of disdain crept across Dooley’s face. “Luna, there’s nothing about you worth saving.”


    Luna felt her heart fracture, shaking her head in disbelief. “How could that be? It’s impossible.”


    Sha hurried back to Luna’s side, cradling Luna’s head and gently wiping away her tears. “Mommy, don’t cry.”


    Luna, touched by her daughter’s unwavering devotion, scooped Sha up, her voice shaking as she implored, “Dooley, just look at her.”


    “She’s still so young! Do you really have the heart to do that?” Sha, blinking in confusion, nced between her parents. “Daddy, Mommy.”


    Dooley, however, remained resolute. “Enough. I’ve brought the divorce agreement. You have to sign it, whether you like it or not.”


    Norah observed Dooley, his callous demeanor reminding her of Derek during that fateful day at the vi. Derek, too, had coldly tossed a divorce agreement, demanding, “Sign it.” The parallels between Derek and Dooley struck Norah. The only notable difference was Dooley’s discretion. Dooley hadn’t introduced a mistress in Luna’s presence, and there were no shared children between her and Derek.


    In a moment of frustration, Luna, overwhelmed by emotions, fiercely pinched Sha, causing the little girl to cry out in pain. “It hurts…” Tears marred Luna’s makeup, smearing her false eyshes, which began to detach and fall off. Sha’s pitiful cries echoed, yet her parents remained unmoved,cking any hint of sympathy.


    Norah, observing from the sidelines, couldn’t help but feel a twinge of pity. “Enough!” Norah’s voice erupted as she swiftly took Sha into her arms. “To subject a child to this pain just to hold onto this scumbag?”


    Checking beneath Sha’s clothes, Norah discovered redness on her delicate skin. “Sha, it’s okay. Don’t cry.”


    “Norah, stay out of this!” Luna fiercely reimed Sha, asserting, “This is a family matter. It’s none of your business. Leave us alone!”


    Luna failed to perceive the repulsion in Dooley’s eyes at that moment.


    Norah stepped forward, her expression turning cold. “Luna, do you think I enjoy meddling in your affairs? Sha is a child! Look at her.”


    Luna’s gaze dropped to Sha, whose face was reddened from crying. The little girl, unwittingly caught in a game yed by adults, grappled with emotions she couldn’tprehend. Luna’s heart sank at this realization, but when she lifted her eyes to meet Dooley’s, her resolve hardened once again. “Dooley, Sha is our child.”


    Once again, Sha was subjected to a painful pinch. She cried out desperately, “Daddy, hug me…” Feeling the difort of being beside her distressed mother, Sha instinctively soughtfort from her father.


    Dooley, however, took a step back, silently distancing himself from the anguished mother and daughter. Despite the heart-wrenching cries of his daughter, his expression remained devoid of emotion.


    Norah, arms crossed, observed with a disdainful sneer. “Luna, imagine if I recorded you in this state and showed it to your parents. How do you think they’ll react?”


    Luna wiped her wet cheeks with one hand, “How dare you!”


    Sha, in Luna’s arms, seemed like a mere ything, crying incessantly with each pinch. The echoes of Sha’s cries reverberated through the room.


    Once again, Sha rushed over, clutching Dooley’s legs. “Honey, I was wrong. I won’t argue with you anymore. Please don’t leave me. Today is my dad’s birthday banquet. Can we talk about it after?”


    After careful consideration, Dooley finally relented to Luna’s plea. “Freshen up, Sha. Imagine how it would appear if your parents were to see her in such a state,” he said.


    Luna promptly rose, swiftlyposing herself and wiping away Sha’s tears. As they passed by Norah, Luna’s voice cut through the air with a frigid edge. “Norah, don’t interfere in matters that are none of your concern.”


    Norah lowered her head, locking eyes with the red-eyed Sha. Sha remained silent, offering Norah a small, resilient smile. She didn’t look upset at all.


    At that moment, Norah’s heart softened. This situation was beyond theprehension of a two-year-old. In her innocent mind, all Sha desired was for her parents to be happy and joyful together.


    Dooley’s stance remained clear. After the birthday banquet, the topic of divorce would resurface. Luna’s reference to a “stepmother” hinted at a mistress Dooley had found, a revtion looming in the unspoken future.


    The absurdity struck Norah as she recalled Luna kneeling before her parents, radiating determination to marry Dooley and making solemn vows. Yet, in less than three years, Dooley’s heart had shifted. Luna found herself abandoned, grappling with disbelief and clinging to a desperate fantasy that Dooley might return.


    But would hee back? The bitter truth lingered. Once a man fell in love with someone else, retracing his steps became unlikely.


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