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My Billionaire Husband Brought His Love Child Home, So I Got My Daughter A New Dad-Now He is Crazy with Regret!


Chapter 7

Just as the confrontation reached its boiling point, everyone's phones buzzed with a breaking notification. A ripple of tension swept through the crowd.

Reporters quickly checked their screens—and the moment the news broke, all cameras turned toward Wendy.

“Ms. Lin,” one reporter called out, voice sharp, “there are reports that you attempted to harm Lily Lu, failed, and then framed her for attacking the twins. Is that true?”

Nathan froze mid-struggle.

Wendy’s complexion turned ghostly pale.

Ethan raised an eyebrow, then signaled for his bodyguards to pause. One reporter stepped forward, holding up his phone to display a security video for all to see.

In the footage, Wendy could be seen lunging at Lily with scissors. The little girl swiftly dodged and stumbled into the stroller, startling the twins into tears. Seizing the opportunity, Wendy pricked the babies herself, then positioned the wounds near Lily before shrieking, “Lily! How could you hurt your brothers?!” Wendy gasped and lunged for the phone. “That video is fake! You’re slandering me!”

But the reporter pulled away just in time.

Nathan suddenly broke free from the guards, his face twisted in fury. He grabbed Wendy by the wrist and roared, “Did you do this?!” “Nathan, let me explain!” Wendy sobbed, tears streaking her face. “I just wanted Olivia to lose Lily so she’d leave you for good…”

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Nathan struck her across the face. Gasps rippled through the crowd.

Ethan, standing at my side, let a faint smirk curl on his lips as he prepared to leave with Lily and me.

“Nathan,” he said coldly, “I’ll call the police myself. You don't deserve either of them.”

Nathan staggered forward, eyes wide with desperation. “Olivia… I didn’t know it was a setup. Lily is my daughter. Let’s go home. Please.”

But a swift kick from one of Ethan’s guards knocked him to the ground. He looked up at me, blood on his lip, panic rising in his voice.

I didn’t spare him a glance.

“Nathan,” I said quietly but firmly, “when you brought your mistress and her children into our home, did you ever stop to think how Lily and I felt?”

“When you punished Lily without question—when you forced me to kneel and apologize to your mistress—did you ever care enough to find out the truth?”

“It’s too late now. What right do you have to ask us to come back?”

From behind Ethan, Lily peeked out and shouted defiantly:

“Bad Daddy! I don’t want you! I want Ethan to be my daddy!”

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