In the surveillance footage, Veronica’s beloved teddy bear walked straight out of the side bedroom.
Then—it began dancing in front of the living room camera.
That footage alone was enough to upend everything.
Three days. That’s all I needed.
Originally, I planned to check into a hotel.
But all my bank cards had been frozen.
Only then did I remember—over the past year, control of our finances had slowly shifted back into the Campbell family’s hands.
Even the bank account was now registered under Veronica’s name.
I had thought I was living in a warm and happy family. In reality, I was completely alone.
That night, I crashed at Stella’s place.
The next morning, I returned to the company to collect my things.
The moment I stepped into the lobby, I was bombarded by gossip and whispers from the employees.
"A live-in son-in-law asking for a divorce? Doesn’t even know how lucky he is—he’s dumber than a pig."
"So what if President Campbell likes cuddling a teddy bear to sleep? That’s not weird. I do it too!"
"He probably got bored of her after she gave birth and her figure changed a little. Wouldn’t be surprised if he’s keeping a harem of mistresses on the side."