Chapter: 332

"Daddy, she's auntie..." While comforting her mother, Shayla responded to her father's inquiry. "Mommy, don't cry. Shayla is here."

At that moment, Dooley's mind turned to the woman who wed into the Carter family.

"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 Shayla, Luna knelt down, crawled toward Dooley, and clung 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 loving."

Luna felt her heart fracture, shaking her head in disbelief. "How could that be? It's impossible."

Shayla hurried back to Luna's side, cradling Luna's head and gently wiping away the tears. “Mommy, don't cry."

Luna, moved by Shayla's words, felt a pang of sadness at her daughter's unwavering obedience. Scooping Shayla up, Luna implored, "Dooley, just look at her. She's still so young! Do you really have the heart to do that?"

Shayla, blinking in confusion, glanced 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 reminiscent of Derek during that fateful day at the villa.

Derek, too, had coldly tossed a divorce agreement, demanding, "Sign teh The parallels between Derek and Dooley struck Norah. The only notable difference lay in 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 Shayla, causing Shayla to cry out in pain. "Mommy, it hurts..."

Tears marred Luna's makeup, smearing her false eyelashes, which even began to detach and fall off.

Shayla's pitiful cries echoed, yet her parents remained unmoved, lacking 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 Shayla from Luna.

“She's just a child. Can't you feel your heart ache, subjecting her to this pain just to hold onto this scumbag?"

Checking beneath Shayla's clothes, Norah discovered the redness on her delicate skin. "Shayla, it's okay. Don't cry."

"Norah, stay out of this!" Luna fiercely reclaimed Shayla, 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 back, her expression turning cold. “Luna, do you think I enjoy meddling in your affairs? Shayla is your child! Look at her."