<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1270 Over My Dead Body</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Without hesitation, Darren answered the call.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">During this period, he answered countless calls, be it nuisance or scam calls, for fear of missing one from Madeline.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">This time, he finally heard the familiar voice on the other end of the phone.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Darren!”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At that moment, Madeline had already returned to the Smith residence, and she gathered her courage to make this call to Darren.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">That day, she received her first paycheck and even bought a new phone.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Darren was exceptionally stirred, so much so that he found himself speechless for quite some time.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Madeline thought her call hadn’t gone through, so she raised her voice. “Darren, can you hear me? This is Madeline.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I–I hear you… Y–You’ve finally called me…” Darren’s voice trembled as he spoke. Madeline is truly heartless. She didn’t even look for me this entire time.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He initially thought that Madeline couldn’t handle work and was calling to plead for his help. However, he didn’t expect the woman on the other end to say, “If I don’t call you, how am I supposed to bring up divorce?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Darren’s expression changed in an instant. “What did you say?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I want to divorce you! Did you hear me clearly?” Madeline enunciated. “I’ve found a job now. I can support Amy on my own. I don’t need you.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Madeline’s final words pierced Darren’s heart like a needle.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She doesn’t need me… Darren’s throat felt as if it was stuffed with cotton, and he ended up letting out a soft chuckle.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">His chuckle unnerved Madeline, and she said, “What’s wrong with you? Why are you chuckling? Are you really that happy about getting a divorce? In that case, let’s head to the City Hall first thing tomorrow morning to file for our divorce. We need to go through a cool off period, isn’t it? If we file tomorrow, we should have our divorce certificate by this time next month.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Madeline was really looking forward to the time when she would leave Darren.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">No sooner had she finished speaking than an enraged voice came from Darren on the other end of the line. “Divorce? And take Amy with you? Over my dead body!”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He then promptly hung up the phone.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Madeline stared at the disconnected call, her brows furrowed in concern, Cecilia walked up to her and asked, “How did it go?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“He didn’t agree. It seems he couldn’t bear to part with Amy.” Madeline felt that Darren wasn’t doing it for her sake.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">However, she had to concede that Darren was extremely fond of his daughter, almost obsessively so.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When Amelia was just born, one of Darren’s friends made a jest, suggesting his son would marry Amelia. This almost led to Darren severing ties with that person.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Moreover, when Amelia was still very young, Darren built her a small castle, dering that she was his princess.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What’s next, then?” Cecilia felt that having a child between two people and fighting for custody was the hardest part.</font></font>


    “Don’t worry. I’ll take him to court. I’ll file awsuit against him.” Once Madeline had finished you manage speaking, her eyes filled with admiration as she looked at Cecilia. “Ceci, how did to divorce Nathaniel in the past? How did he agree to leave both sons in your care?”


    Cecilia felt somewhat awkward.


    If it hadn’t been for Nathaniel’s illness, it would have been incredibly difficult for her to consider divorcing him and taking the children with her.


    Cecilia truthfully informed Madeline.


    Madeline seemed thoughtful. “It seems to me Nathaniel truly has feelings for you. I believe you two can genuinely consider remarrying.”


    Elliot had joined them at some point unnoticed, and upon hearing their conversation, he chimed in, “Exactly! Mommy, Daddy truly loves you.”


    Cecilia felt somewhat helpless. “Why do I see you everywhere?”


    “Mommy, why hasn’t Daddye home today?” Elliot’srge eyes were fixed on Cecilia.


    That day, Cecilia also received a call from Nathaniel, who offered to pick her up. However, she refused him righteously and firmly.


    Therefore, she had no choice but to lie to Elliot, saying, “I guess your daddy must be busy with work.”Material ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    However, all of a sudden, Elliot clutched his sto