The small fire from his lighter illuminated his handsome face as he lit the cigarette hanging between his thin lips.

It was Kahl.

Fiona didn't expect that he would be at home. She paused and tightly clutched the handrail, but she remained silent and let him speak.

Kahl didn't look at her and continued smoking. After an unknown time passed, he faintly said, "As you can see, Alice was pregnant with my child. Do you want to hear an explanation from me?"

Despite the words coming from his mouth, Kahl's voice sounded distant, revealing his indifference and impatience toward her.

Fiona's hand gripping the handrail turned pale as she tightened her fingers around it, her eyelashes quivering a little. Of course, she wanted to hear an explanation! Her heart was not of stone. Her husband had a child with another woman, and everyone except her was aware of it. She couldn't possibly remain unaffected after what happened.

However, with Kahl being insincere, getting an explanation from him was no longer needed. The least she could do was keep a little dignity to herself.

"No need. I want to have a rest," Fiona calmly replied.

Crushing the cigarette butt in the ashtray, Kahl got up from the couch and put his hands inside his pocket before dropping a cold emotional bomb on her. "Good, I don't think there's anything to explain either. Anyway, I'll have the lawyer draft our divorce agreement."

"Divorce?" Fiona repeated in disbelief, wishing that she had misheard Kahl's words.

"Yes, divorce." He emotionlessly confirmed and turned to her.

Shrouded in darkness, Kahl could only roughly make out Fiona's silhouette. But his eyes didn't miss the injured expression that momentarily flashed across her face when their eyes met. However, Kahl didn't seem to care.

"Given how things are, it's time we end this marriage," he continued, his tone akin to discussing a business deal.

Trying to keep her emotions at bay, Fiona asked hoarsely, "So you can marry Alice and give her a title, right?"

Perhaps Fiona had expected this to happen long ago. Still, she did not anticipate it to come so quickly. This sudden slap from reality was a little brutal for her to take in.

Kahl's eyes darkened slightly. He said with disdain, "It's none of your business. You just need to sign the divorce agreement."

Fiona felt her heart quiver. Suppressing her heart's sorrow, she softly whispered, "Alright."

Her reply dumbfounded Kahl. He didn't expect Fiona's decisiveness this time. Even though she knew he was having an affair, she always turned a blind eye to avoid arguing with him. Unbeknownst to him, it took all her energy to utter that single word.

Disbelief lingered in Kahl's eyes as he looked at Fiona. But he pretended it was nothing and covered it up, asking blandly, "Tell me, what are your conditions?"

Kahl's tone was monotonous, but Fiona could still discern his hidden contempt toward her.

Fiona didn't mind it. She raised an eyebrow at him and challenged, "Conditions? Why, will you really give me whatever I want?"

Kahl looked at her, trying to guess what Fiona was thinking. He spoke nonchalantly, "Although you haven't contributed to the Brown family in any way, you've been my fiancée since you were ten. For that, I will meet whatever condition you want."

Fiona's smile widened from hearing it. "Fine."

Suddenly, Fiona walked toward Kahl and grasped his wrist to make him look at her. After meeting his eyes, Fiona pointed at his chest. She solemnly said, "Then, give me everything that belongs to the Brown family, including you."

Kahl didn't say anything, obviously surprised by Fiona's straightforward demand.

"I want you, your heart, your everything," Fiona added and smiled lovingly at him. The moonlight seemed to accentuate her warm smile, yet, the pained look in her eyes as she looked at him magnified when Fiona uttered hoarsely, "Can you give them all to me?"

For a moment, Kahl didn't know what to answer. He had never thought that Fiona would say such brazen words to him. He gazed at Fiona, looking for that considerate and obedient girl in his memory.

Ten years ago, that little girl constantly followed him despite being driven away and his obvious dislike toward her. Kahl shouted and ridiculed her just to get her to leave, but Fiona never cared and still clung to him. That Fiona was indifferent to anything that had nothing to do with Kahl.

Kahl couldn't help but feel surprised. Fiona never asked him for anything except to stay quietly by his side. This time, when Fiona finally told him what she really wanted, a trace of ridicule floated in the corner of his mouth. So that was what Fiona always wanted; the Brown Family's wealth. Feeling disgusted, Kahl pushed her hands away from him.

However, before he could say anything, an angry curse rang outside the door, making Kahl and Fiona simultaneously turn their heads in that direction.

An angry-looking Laura appeared, followed by Megan.

"What did you say?!" her mother-in-law exclaimed.

"You wanted everything that belonged to the Brown family? How dare you say that?" She added, gritting her teeth as she glared at Fiona.

"You failed to keep Kahl's child, and you have the cheek to demand everything that belonged to Brown Family? Do you think you're worth that much?" Laura disdainfully blamed her.

While hearing Laura's furious yelling, Megan went to turn on the light. With a "click," the entire living room brightened.

The sudden light blinded Fiona, who had grown accustomed to the darkness, so she quickly blinked her eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness.

When Fiona got used to it, it was already too late. A resounding slap echoed across the living room, rendering her stunned. Fiona traced the stinging sensation on her cheek and looked at Laura stooped. It felt so painful that her tears almost fell.

Laura, too lost in grief, harshly accused her, "Tell me, did you intentionally kill that innocent baby just because you're feeling jealous towards Alice?"

Fiona staggered a few steps back. Her face looked paler by the second. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"Mom–" She tried to defend herself, but Laura's blasting voice beat her to it.

"Don't call me mom, you murderer!" Laura shouted, pointing her trembling finger at Fiona's face. Anger twisted her expression terribly.

"Fiona Smith, we have raised you for more than ten years. If you can't get pregnant with Kahl's child, why can't you let him have a baby with another woman? How could you kill Alice's baby? How can you be so vicious?!"

Fiona's body shook with Laura's constant accusations.

"No! Believe me, Mom. Alice had already lost too much blood when she was sent to the hospital. It was too late for the baby. If I didn't save Alice, she and her unborn child would be in grave danger," she voiced.

"Bullshit! Alice only tripped accidentally; she couldn't have miscarried because of it!" Laura shouted. Just thinking of the depressed look on Alice's face after learning that her baby was gone distressed Laura deeply. Even Alice's suppressed cries still echoed in Laura's mind.

With her face full of anger, Laura continued, "Admit it! You're jealous of her, so you killed her baby! You've made me lose my grandson!"

Fiona's blood turned cold. She shook her head, saying in a pleading tone, "Mom, listen to me..."

But the anguish of losing her grandson had utterly consumed Laura's reason. No matter how hard Fiona explained at this point, it would be all for naught.

With her blazing eyes locked on Fiona, Laura marched toward her and suddenly went frenzy.

"The Brown family has always been good to you. When my husband, Steve, was alive, he doted on you most. How can you treat us like this, you ungrateful wench? Is this how you repay us?" she yelled, pulling Fiona's hair ceaselessly.

Fiona struggled to free herself from Laura's grasp, which only agitated her even more. Laura smashed Fiona's forehead against the nearest wall and maniacally screamed, "Bitch, give me back, my grandson! Give him back! Give him back to me!"

Dizziness came over Fiona upon the impact. Soon, her senses started to turn numb. Nothing registered to her mind except the agony she felt from Laura's accusations and Kahl's indifference. Despite seeing his mother beating her, he remained unaffected, not intending to stop Laura's madness.

Still, a tiny voice inside Fiona made her believe that Kahl would help her. So, she looked at him desperately only to meet his uncaring eyes, as if she was some stranger to him. Her face turned pale, her heart sank, and the light in her eyes began to dull at that sight. It wasn't until today that she realized how heartless Kahl was to her.

When things started to get out of hand, Megan took action and peeled Laura off Fiona as she continued to beat her daughter-in-law. However, it took the nanny all her strength before she could drag her madam to the stairs.

Laura clutched the handrails, unwilling to leave, and her threatening shouts echoed in the living room. "Bitch, get out of here right this instant! Don't let me see you again, or else..." Laura couldn't finish her sentence when Megan continued to drag her upstairs.

At the same time, Kahl also left the villa, not in the least concerned with Fiona's state.

Feeling somewhat cold, Fiona couldn't help but shiver. Dragging her sorry self to the nearest sofa and slumped down. Her eyes stared dazedly at the ceiling. No one could guess what she was thinking.

After some unknown time, Fiona got up and went upstairs to pack her belongings. She heard this family's will loud and clear. There was no point in staying there anymore. She had been stuck in this meaningless dream for years, but now, it was time for her to wake up. The despair she had received today forced her to accept the harsh reality that Kahl would never love her, no matter how much she wished for it to happen.

So, with a duffel bag in hand, Fiona decisively left Brown's villa and boarded the bus to her apartment building in Cester. When she arrived in front of her apartment door, Fiona pressed the doorbell and waited patiently for the door to open.

When the doorbell suddenly rang, the adorable little boy inside frowned.

"Who is it?" His voice chimed.

Then, he dragged a chair in front of the door and stood on it to look through the peephole. Quickly recognizing the person outside, the little boy got down from the chair and opened the door.

He popped his head out as it opened and narrowed his eyes as he assessed her pitiful state.

Before Fiona could speak, the little guy sternly asked, "Mom, what's going on?" His delicate little finger pointed to her duffle bag.

Fiona casually said, "This? Oh, I got kicked out."

The little boy furrowed his brows, not convinced by her words. His serious expression made him look like an adult.

"What happened to your face then?" He then asked, pointing his finger at her wounds.

"I got bitten by a dog, Aaron. You have to be careful when you meet one," Fiona lied without blinking.

She was battered black and blue, with her cheeks slightly swollen. Even a blind person could tell a dog couldn't have left that handprint near her neck.

Aaron's little heart ached just by looking at Fiona. He asked, "Are you going to divorce at last?"

Fiona slightly lowered her eyes and whispered, "Yes."

Seeing the sadness in Fiona's eyes, Aaron came forward and gently hugged her. "It's okay. Just forget him, Mom. You still have me! I'll be with mom forever," he said, sounding like an adult, and patted her on the back. "Don't worry, mom, you're so great. I'm sure you'll soon find the right one for you."

Listening to Aaron's words, Fiona's eyes turned misty. How great would it be if forgetting Kahl was as easy as Aaron said? In the end, Fiona remained quiet and only smiled bitterly.