Dumping My Billionaire Ex

Edwin pried her fingers apart one by one. "Let go!"

"You're not Big Eyes!" he declared.

Tilda stared at him in disbelief her eyes wide. "Edwin..:

Toes he know I replaced Sharon? Am 1 done for! Tilda thought to herself.

She collapsed to the ground, trembling uncontrollably, unable to get up again.

There was no warmth left in Edwin's eyes, only a layer of dark shadows.

He looked at her phiful face with deeper disgast in his chest. "Big Eyes wasn't as venomous as you. You're no longer worthy of that rame, no longer worthy of who you used to bel

After his words, Edwin turned and walked away.

"Tilda!" Not long after, Edric rushed in.

Upon seeing Tilda lying on the ground, his expression changed drastically, and he quickly went over to help her up

"Did Edwin push you? How could Edwin be so heartless!" Anger flickered on Edric's face, his chest burning with fury. "Ill go talk to him"

"Don't... Tilda grabbed his sleeve, her voice barely audible.

Weakly shaking her head, she let out a long sigh, her complexion improving slightly.

As long as Edwin didn't know this secret, she was safe and still had a place

The more Tilda understood why Edwin had pampered and indulged her in the past, the more convinced she was of the power of the Big Eyes identity,

This was definitely her only trump card.

She no longer had the heart to detest this identity that didn't belong to her, but instead felt fortunate that she had known this secret early on and had used it to escape danger time and time again. "Help me up." she requested

Edric quickly assisted her up and helped her onto the bed.

Leaning against the headboard. Tilda closed her eyes.

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's gaze fell on her delicate face, and he felt heartache no matter how he looked at her. What did you do to make Edwin treat you like this?"

Tilda wasn't willing to discuss these matters with him. The fewer people who knew about the secret of Big Eyes, the better.

"It's nothing, just some misunderstandings between us, she casually brushed it off.

Edric wasn't about to let it go. "What kind of misunderstanding could make him so cold-blooded? He wasn't like this before!"

In the past, Edwin treated Tilda like a precious treasure, holding her in the palm of his hand.

"It seems Sharon did something. She clearly wants to get back to Edwin! In that case, we need to keep the child's identity even more secret, and it's best if Edwin never finds out about this! I'll take care of it right away! After saying this, he strode our

"Wait Tilda called after him.

Suddenly, her eyes flickered, a sharp glint passing through them.

"No, we shouldn't hide," she said slowly

Under her eyelashes, the temperature of her eyes turned colder and colder. "Not only should we not hide, but we should also tell Edwin that the child is his

Edric looked at Tilda in disbelief, his worry growing thicker on his face. "Tilda, I know you've been through a lot, but even so, you need to think about yourself. Once Edwin finds out about this..." "Once he finds out, he'll want the child bark!" "Tilda swiftly finished his sentence, her face showing no trace of worry

The only one feeling anxious was Edric. "That child absolutely cannot go back to the Stanley family!"

"No. I want her to go back Tilda stubbornly and arrogantly replied.

There was no hint of sadness in her eyes anymore, only endless hatred. She twisted her clothes. I want Sharon to pay!"

The words on Edwin's recording were what she said to Sharon alone.

Naturally, it was Sharon who secretly recorded them and sent them to Edwin

She deliberately concealed the fact that Irene was Edwin's child because she knew there was no hope for remarriage and was afraid Edwin would take the child away.

Tilda was determined to separate Sharon and Irene.

"Just do it. I have my reasons!" she ordered coldly.

Edric was still worried. "Have you thought about it! If Edwin takes the child back, Sharon will be tied to him for life. It's not good for you, nor fairt

"So what?" As long as Sharon suffers, Tilda doesn't care about anything.

Seeing her insistence, Edric couldn't say anything more, sighed, and left. Tilda sat on the bed for a while

She knew Edric might not necessarily do this

Edric was foolish and couldn't figure out her thoughts.

But it didn't matter, and Tilda could handle it hersell

After resting for a while. Tilda made a phone call "Help me with something."

When Edwin returned to the Stanley Manor, Tina was complaining in front of Jasmine,

There was obvious emotion on Jasmine's usually elegant and dignified face.

Edwin rubbed his temples, weary of the exhaustion in his eyes.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

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was nothing to say between him and Jasmine, so he silently went upstairs.

"Edwin! You finally came back!" Tina bounced over and spread her hands in front of him, speaking quickly and urgently, "Do you know how embarrassed I was today!"

Edwin looked at her with a calm gaze. "Stop making a fuss?"

"I'm not making a fuss!" Tina was extremely displeased. "It's youl Charly, Irene is part of the Stanley family. Why did you let her go with Sharon! Do you know what people say about the Stanley family? They say the Stanley family even lets others rase their children. They say we're stingy, and they say you rely on women!"

Tina was a noble young lady, with a reputation to uphold. Today's awkward simation demanded a response. She couldn't let it slide,

Jasmine strolled over, her words deliberate. Tve said it before. Irene should have been raised by the Stanley family. If you had listened to me back then, we wouldn't be the subject of such ridicule now! We get what we want. It's not just about raising one child. We could raise ten without breaking

a sweat

The discontent toward Edwin was palpable in Jasmine's words.

"Exactly?" Tina wholeheartedly agreed with Jasmine's sentiments. "What's happening now? Everyone thinks Sharon and the boss at Bisney Entertainment are all the rage, stealing the spotlight from us." At the mention of the boss at Risney Entertainment, Edwin's brow twitched involuntarily, lus expression tightening.

He hadn't forgotten those photos he'd seen.

The man in those pictures bore an uncanny resemblance to Irene.

As for the DNA test,

there

was no need.

Of course, he hadn't mentioned any of this to Thia and Jasmine. They were blissfully unaware.

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He didn't want to broach the subject of infidelity within their marriage, simply remarking. Let them say what they want

That won't do." Jasmine opposed. "The Stanley family is one of the top ten families. We can't allow people to humiliate us so casually"

"Yeah, if this continues, how can I face anyone when I go out in the future? Tina stood firm alongside Jasmine.

"When you divorced, you made no arrangements regarding Irene's custody. It's only fair for you to want her back now. Here's a DNA test. Take this to Sharon and demand Irene back. She won't dare to refuse Jasmine produced a paper and handed it to Edwin.

Edwin glanced down and saw the DNA test report written boldly on the paper, looking at Jasmine with confusion.

Jasmine understood and responded slowly. "Tina arranged this DNA test specifically for you. With this, no matter how much Sharon denies it, she can't change the fact that Irene is a descendant of the Stanley Family! If she dares to cake legal action, well fight with her! Let's see who's more powerful, her or the Stanley family!"

Since the divorce, Sharon had made Jasmine uncomfortable several times.

Jasmine arrogantly raised her finely sculpted brows, exuding an air of elegance and superiority.

Edwin's expression changed abruptly as he snatched the test report with lightning speed.

He quickly scanned through it, and at the end, is indeed stated that Irene was his child.

"Are you sure about this?" He vividly remembered Sharon getting a DNA test done for Irene right in front of him

"We're absolutely sure." Tina asserted confidently. "I went out of my way to get Irene's DNA sample from school and compared it to the one from your toothbrush!"

So. Sharon lied to me! Edwin thought, his fist clenched tightly.

The paper crumpled in his palm, wrinkled beyond recognition.