"Does she even deserve to be a mother? If you ask me, Xandra is more like Apollo’s real mother—she cares more about him, and look, even Apollo looks more like her! He probably doesn’t want to resemble that disgraceful woman. Xandra and Samuel make such a perfect couple. It’s a shame they never got married."
Instead of standing up for me, my mother-in-law looked at me with even greater disgust. She scoffed and snapped at me.
"Still lying there like a dog? If you want to beg for food, get out and do it somewhere else! Our family doesn’t feed worthless, lowly women like you!"
"You don’t even care about your own son, and you can’t keep your husband’s heart. I heard you’ll never be able to have children again? My son marrying you is the worst misfortune of his life. Get lost—just looking at you takes ten years off my life."
Humiliation washed over me like a tidal wave.
I clenched my fingers around my phone, where I had long since prepared the divorce papers.
Without a word, I struggled to my feet, limping toward the study upstairs.
I retrieved the printed divorce agreement and placed it into my bag before heading to the guest room to look for Samuel.
But he wasn’t there.