The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce

“Actually, when I married you, it wasn’t all because I had a deal with your father.” Molly paused, “At that time, you helped me, and I’ve always remembered the assistance the Gallagher Group has given me… ”

“You don’t need to remember.” Michael interrupted her coldly, “I just want to know what conditions my generous father gave you to make you marry someone you didn’t like.”

Actually, he wanted to ask if Edward Jenkins asked her to marry him, would she do it without hesitation? Would she marry someone else as well?

Was her marriage so worthless?

The more Michael thought about it, the angrier he became.

Molly bit her lower lip, her eyes filled with tears.

Michael stared at her, his thin lips moved slightly, and the hoarse voice was brewing with dark currents: “If I knew you were sent by Edward Jenkins, I wouldn’t have married you.”

Molly froze, her eyes turning red.

Her heart ached as she listened to his words.

“I know you hate him.” Molly husked, her nose souring.

The truth was already out, and she would have no regrets if Michael hated her.

When she married Michael, her Master had told her about their relationship.

At that time, her Master had drunkenly slept with her mother-in-law, who was already married to the eldest heir of the Gallagher family.

Her Master had secretly loved her mother-in-law for many years, and whether it was intentional or not, he, who at the time was the eldest heir of the Jenkins family, had slept with Lana Lewis.

Though the incident had been suppressed, Michael’s birth was like a bomb of shame that occasionally popped up to poke at Lana.

That was why her mother-in-law, Lana Lewis, had never liked Michael.

Michael had always thought Lana’s prejudice was simply favoritism, but he didn’t know there was a hidden truth: he was not a Gallagher, he was a Jenkins.

He was an illegitimate child, a child born of mutual infidelity between his parents.

Michael hated his biological father, Edward Jenkins, so much that he didn’t even look at him when he died.

Of course, Edward Jenkins had ulterior motives for asking her to marry Michael.

And she had her own reasons for marrying Michael as well.

She admitted that she was initially tempted by the huge benefits, but on the other hand, she wanted to repay her debt to her Master. If it weren’t for her Master teaching her how to deal with people and various skills, she wouldn’t have survived until today, and she wouldn’t have become Molly Walker.

Her Master had passed away in the first year of her marriage to Michael. Later, she could not resist adding more years secretly.

Love was uncontrollable.

“Actually, my Master really loved you. Everything he did was to pave the way for you.”

Even the organization he left behind was for Michael.

At that time, it was just a small organization, but now it had grown strong and powerful.

She had thought that if someone else from the Jenkins family wanted the organization, she wouldn’t give it away.

But if it was Michael who wanted it…

She would give the organization to him.

“He loved me…” Michael’s lips turned pale, his eyes tearful as he laughed, “He loved me so much that he even manipulated my marriage.”

When he realized that his whole marriage was orchestrated by that man, pain turned into shackles, binding him tightly.

His eyes reddened as he looked at Molly, pain and unwillingness surging.

He’d thought everything had been his own choice, not realizing that he was still under that man’s control.

When he realized all the details of his life had been watched, Michael felt disgusted deep down.

During a crisis in the Gallagher family, Edward Jenkins voluntarily came to tell Michael the truth about his identity.

He rejected Edward, but the man wouldn’t give up and offered to arrange a blind date for him; Michael turned and walked away.

He thought he had made his refusal clear, but Edward managed to accomplish what he’d intended regardless.

Edward Jenkins successfully manipulated his marriage.

He fell in love with Molly.

How ridiculous that he’d fallen in love with the woman that man had arranged for him.

“I should’ve known it all along.” Michael’s eyes darkened, his face like a frozen lake, and his voice carried a touch of coldness, “When you married me, you didn’t get jealous or even care about who I was with, and once we had a baby, you wanted a divorce. Once your mission was complete, you ran…”

“I was so stupid, thinking that you liked me.” Michael’s voice was low and dark.

In an instant, the surrounding air congealed.

The wind blew, and the cold winter breeze cut into her face like a knife, causing her pain.

Bitterness spread across her tongue, clutching at her heart, and making it hard to breathe.

“Michael Gallagher, I know you hate Master, but I have no choice but to take this mission.” Molly Walker clenched her fists, staring at him steadily, “Master asked me to only follow you for two years, but I have followed you for three years because… I fell in love with you.”

“I had my selfish reasons for accepting this mission.” Her breath grew heavier as she revealed her shameful side.

She broke Master’s promise.

He asked her to only be with Michael Gallagher for two years, but she secretly added another year.

During the marriage, she intended not to become emotionally invested, so that they could part ways once the time came, living peacefully without any feelings involved, and she would not have a hard time letting go.

But she overestimated herself.

Her heart wavered.

She fell in love with Michael Gallagher.

With her eyes stinging with acidity, Molly looked at the cold-faced Michael, carefully saying, “At first, it was all for the mission, but later on, I fell in love with you. That’s why I wanted to keep the baby.”

“Michael Gallagher, I admit, I have fallen in love with you.”

She closed her eyes and finally uttered the words that she had not dared to admit in her heart.

During the three years of marriage, she was clearly moved but didn’t dare to love, because he had a shining goddess in his heart.

It wasn’t until later that she discovered he never really fell in love with Isabelle Richardson and still saved her and her family multiple times.

She wouldn’t admit it before, but now, she finally dared to say it.

She had fallen in love with Michael Gallagher a long time ago.

Blurted out hastily, she didn’t feel ashamed but rather relieved.

Michael Gallagher looked down at her with a sneering smirk on his face.

“You love me?”

He reached out to lift her chin, his fingers caressing, and his gaze unfathomable.

Molly’s heart skipped a beat, and she nodded without hesitation.

“Heh.” Michael laughed coldly, “You kept it hidden from me, treating me like a fool. Is this how you love me?”

“I gave you a chance.” He withdrew his hand and stood up straight. “I cannot, and dare not, accept your love.”

“Your so-called love disgusts me, just like Edward Jenkins’ so-called fatherly love.”

There was a loud “boom” of thunder, exploding beside Molly’s ears, causing her vision to blur with pain.

Her heart felt as if it was blocked, with the pain spreading from her chest to her nostrils.

She clenched her teeth, trying desperately to suppress the whimpering in her voice.

Michael cast his eyes down, not even looking at her as he turned and left without any hesitation.

Molly wanted to call out to him, but the words that came out were only a choked sob.

She knew he would be angry and would not forgive her.

She had already prepared herself for the inevitable breakup.

But why was it so painful? The pain seemed to drain all the blood from her body.

She wiped her tears, but they only flowed more.

As if sensing her emotions, her belly suddenly contracted.

She stopped and, with an unknown amount of strength, chased after him for a few steps.

“Michael Gallagher…”

The pain in her stomach grew worse, and a sense of foreboding filled her heart.

“The baby…”

It hurt so much…

As she reached out to touch Michael Gallagher, another figure appeared in front of her.

“Miss Walker, stop hounding him! It’s so embarrassing.” Scarlett Jackson smiled smugly.

As luck would have it, she had just happened upon them and had only heard the most crucial part of the conversation.

“Even Mr. Jenkins said it himself; your love makes him feel sick. If you still have any dignity, then stop bothering him.”