Chapter 2 " I'm sorry , Ms. Whitmore . Maureen won't let him leave her sight , so he's not available right now . Whatever it is , you can tell me . I'll pass it along . " She still sounded so gentle . Just then , Maureen's voice rang out . " Daddy , can I still see you after I wake up tomorrow ? You always disappear before I realize it . " Damian coaxed her tenderly , " Of course , you can . I promise I'll still be here tomorrow morning . " My heart clenched with pain . I couldn't even remember the last time he had shown me such gentleness . This book had been added on your bookshelf " Ms. Whitmore , do you need anything else ? If not , we're going to rest now . " Eleanor's words dripped with feigned politeness - but every syllable was a dagger . " Yes , I do , " I said . " Tell Damian to come back and sign the divorce agreement ! " Eleanor fell silent , either out of disbelief or excitement . I guessed it was excitement , though . After all , with me out of the picture , she could finally become Damian's wife . I hung up and sat by the coffee table , waiting for Damian to come back . A night had passed , yet he was still nowhere to be seen . Early in the morning , his assistant , Patricia Sutton , knocked on the door . The moment Patricia entered the door , I sensed her hostility . She had been his assistant for three years , and I could tell he was more than a boss to her . Noticing the fatigue on my face , she said with a complacent grin , " Mr. Caldwell's kept you for nearly four years , and now , he's marrying Ms. Hartwell . It must be killing you , huh ? " Kept me ? I couldn't help but sneer inwardly . Yes , what I had with Damian was a secret marriage . Four years ago , the Caldwell family elders all strongly opposed our marriage due to my humble background . Eventually , I caved and accepted that there'd be no wedding . Other than our closest ones , no one knew we were a married couple . Back then , Damian stroked my hair and apologized for the unfair treatment I'd endured . With distress in his eyes , he swore he'd throw me at grand wedding once he secured the inheritance of the Caldwell Group . It had been so long since he secured the inheritance , yet he had never mentioned anything about the wedding . So , till now , Patricia still thought I was his kept woman . She said , looking all high and mighty , " Mr. Caldwell asked me to find out who posted those photos online . And you know what ? Everything tracked back to Polaris Media . You're the editor - in - chief of the Entertainment 30055 06:01 Chapter 2 Department . Don't tell me you know nothing about it . "' Could Damian be any more shameless ? He cheated on me . Instead of explaining to me , he put the blame on me ? I said expressionlessly , " It wasn't me . " Patricia snorted , " Save it . The proof is right in your face . I suggest you own up to it and leave Mr. Caldwell before he dumps you . Imagine how humiliating that would be . " Just then , I stood up and slapped her in the face . Stunned , she covered her cheek and looked at me in great disbelief . I tossed the divorce papers in front of her and turned around . " You don't get a say in things between Damian and me . Get out ! " She gaped at the divorce papers . " You're married to Mr. Caldwell ? " Then she realized Damian was with Eleanor . Gritting her teeth , she smiled coldly with hatred , " Mr. Caldwell has put me in charge . If you keep denying you're the one who leaked the photos , go to the family chapel and stay there to think about what you've done . Don't come out until you're ready to admit your mistake . After all , Ms. Hartwell is still crying because of the scandal . " Utterly pissed off , I let out a derisive laugh . Damian cheated on me . And I ended up being the one who made a mistake ? 6682 Chaplin J