Teddy stared at Zion's bright, shining eyes for a long time.

"Daddy, isn't my eye pretty?"

A sharp pain stabbed my chest. I quickly flipped the tablet facedown and gently coaxed him back to his room.

"Come on now, Teddy. No more watching. Daddy will stay with you."

He nodded, but his small hand clutched mine tightly—so tightly.

After he fell asleep, I sent the transfer application to the principal's email.

Fifteen hours left. It would all be over soon.

I was halfway through packing when Emma came home with Daniel and Zion, clearly worn out from a day of fun.

The moment she walked in, she saw my open suitcase.

She froze for a second, then immediately let go of Zion's hand and hurried to stand in front of the suitcase.

"Honey, why are you packing? Where are you going? Where's Teddy?"

She looked at me helplessly, fear flickering in her eyes—so real it almost made me hesitate.

But I didn't bother digging deeper. I gave a casual excuse instead.

"Teddy's been in a bad mood. I was thinking of taking him out for a bit."

She visibly relaxed.

"That's good… as long as it's not—"

She stopped herself and changed the subject.

"Daniel hasn't found a suitable place to stay yet. We're friends, so I thought I'd let them stay here for a few days. Honey, you don't mind, right?"

When I didn't respond, she hurried to add, "I already scolded Zion about what happened this afternoon. He knows he was wrong. You see…"

I hummed softly and continued packing.

"Let them stay."

After all, tomorrow, I would be leaving with Teddy.

The moment she got my approval, Emma eagerly ushered the two of them upstairs, as if afraid I might change my mind if she delayed even a second.

Ten minutes later, a child's piercing cry suddenly rang out from upstairs.

My heart lurched. I rushed up the stairs and burst into my son's room.

Daniel's child stood there smugly, stepping on something, his face lit with excitement.

My son, still in his pajamas, was sprawled on the floor, frantically feeling around.

"My eye… my eye…"

Hearing my footsteps, he looked up at me, crying helplessly.

"Daddy, I can't find my eye. My eye… help me find my eye…"

His sobs were fragile and desperate. My heart felt as if it were being clenched into a fist, pain tearing through me.

In an instant, I rushed to Teddy and pulled him into my arms.

Startled, Zion slipped and fell to the floor, bursting into loud cries.

Daniel shot me a venomous glare and instinctively raised his hand, but halfway through, he seemed to remember something.

A cruel smile spread across his face as he asked mockingly, "Leo, don't you think Zion's eye is beautiful? When the doctor said Zion might go blind, Emma immediately helped me search nationwide for suitable organ donors.

"Turns out this new eye is incredible. Not only did Zion have no rejection, it's even healthier than before. So tell me—whose eye do you think it is? I really ought to thank that person properly."

My son's crying abruptly stopped. He buried his face in my chest, his small body trembling uncontrollably.

Daniel leaned in closer, clearly enjoying himself, and whispered deliberately, "Actually, there were several matching donors back then. But Emma wanted to reduce the surgical risk, so she specifically chose the eye of a five‑year‑old child. Said it was safer.

"Leo, look—Teddy's eye looks so beautiful on Zion's face."

That was it. I could no longer hold back my rage.

I swung my fist hard.

Daniel couldn't dodge in time. He clutched his face and shouted, "Leo, you lunatic! Let me tell you something—Emma lied to you about the scar on your waist. She said it was from the car accident, but it's actually from donating a kidney.

"And not just your son's eye—your kidney too. They were both gifts Emma gave to me."

"You and your son… you're nothing but an organ bank Emma prepared for Zion and I!"

Daniel's face twisted with rage, yet his eyes glinted with a perverse excitement that made my head spin.

My son couldn't bear it. He wriggled free from my arms and ran straight at Daniel.

"Bad man! You're not allowed to say that! You can't hurt Daddy!"

Daniel snapped. He grabbed my son's ear and yanked hard.

"You little cripple!"

I lunged forward, shoving Daniel aside, my hand raised to strike.

But the next second, a sharp slap landed squarely on my face.

Emma had arrived just in time. She stared at her reddened hand, trembling, face pale.

"Honey… I… I didn't mean to. I…"

Her eyes filled with tears as she shakily touched my cheek.

"Does it hurt? I really didn't…"

"Emma!" Daniel grabbed her hand, his tears flowing like a faucet. "Emma… I'm scared."

Zion clutched her leg, eyes brimming with tears. "Emma… they're bullying me and Daddy."

The compassion in Emma's eyes faded, replaced by a sharp, heavy disappointment.

"Leo… haven't I given you enough? Why do you have to pick a fight with Daniel? Take some time to calm down. I'll take Daniel and Zion to stay outside."

And with that, she turned and walked away.

My son instinctively called out, "Mom!"

Her steps faltered, but she didn't turn back.

Once they were gone, Teddy finally gave up hope. He stopped crying, stopped struggling. He just pouted, leaning toward me and blowing gently on my face.

"Daddy… does it hurt? And here… does it hurt a lot?"

Seeing the worry in his eyes, my carefully maintained strength shattered completely.

"Teddy… Daddy's in so much pain… it really hurts."

Countdown: five hours.

I printed the divorce papers I had prepared and placed them on the coffee table, right where she would see them the moment she entered.

On the way, I received a photo Daniel had sent.

He and Zion were taking a selfie in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of a luxury suite. In the background, Emma was meticulously making the bed.

I didn't reply. I silently saved the photo and forwarded it to my lawyer.

Me: [New evidence.]

Countdown: three hours.

I helped my son get dressed and packed up the toys in his room.

Countdown: one hour.

I took a taxi with Teddy, heading to the airport.

On the way, I finally received a message from Emma.

Emma: [Honey… I was wrong last night. I was too impulsive. I've also apologized to Daniel on your behalf. From now on, you and Teddy should try to avoid them as much as possible.]

She then sent a photo of two neatly wrapped gift boxes.

Emma: [I bought gifts for you and Teddy. I'll be home soon.]

Teddy glanced at the phone screen, expression cold.

"Daddy… let's go."

I nodded and turned off the phone.

Meanwhile, Emma, who hadn't slept all night, returned home.

"Honey… Teddy… I'm home."

Seeing the empty villa, a flicker of unease crossed her face. Something felt wrong.

She reached for her phone, about to call, but in turning, she knocked over a stack of papers on the table.

"What's… this? Divorce papers?"

Her face went white, and she nearly fainted.

At that moment, the doctor's urgent call came through.

"Emma, we're in trouble… Leo has discovered our secret. The lawyer's notice has already been sent to the hospital."