Chapter 4 I forced a weak smile . " Shelly , could you fetch the first aid kit for me ? " Soon , familiar footsteps rang out outside the door . Damian was back . His conversation with Shelly reached my ears . " What's with the first aid kit ? " he asked . " Mrs. Caldwell was in the chapel all night . She fell to the floor , and her knees are bleeding . " " Is she that fragile ? " Obviously , Damian was suspicious that Shelly and I joined hands to win his sympathy . Bracing herself , Shelly said , " Ms. Sutton picked on Mrs. Caldwell . She wouldn't let Mrs. Caldwell sit or rest . " Damian's tone turned cold . " Who gave her permission to do that ? " Shelly braced herself and asked back , " Wasn't it you ? " What followed was a moment of silence . Then Damian said in a cold tone , leaving no room for refusal , " Patricia , go to Finance tomorrow to get your final check . You're fired . " After hanging up , he walked into my room with the first aid kit . He sat by the bed , keeping a straight face . Chapter Then he held my ankles and rested my calves on his thigh . " This is gonna hurt . Bear with it . " His gaze darkened as he stared at the dried blood on my knees . Then he took out a few iodine swabs and gently disinfected my wounds . Those photos had shattered every last bit of hope I held for him . Otherwise , that focused expression of his would have once made me believe I was staring at the Damian from the past - the one who had loved me so deeply . But he was with Eleanor all night last night . Over the past three years , maybe they had already spent countless nights . together under the guise of his so - called business trips . The mere thought made my stomach churn . I immediately pulled away my legs and sat away from him , disinfecting my wounds by myself . A sharp pain shot through me , reminding me my time with Damian had come to an end . Not looking into his eyes , I lowered my head and applied gauze to my knees while saying , " Damian , let's get a divorce . " It was a decision I made after a night of agonizing thought , one so painful it felt like I was cutting away a piece of myself . However , Damian didn't even arch his eyebrow after hearing this . His cold , handsome face remained expressionless . " A divorce ? Could you bear to leave me ? " His reaction made sense . After all , I'd known him since the Whitmore family took me in when I was five . From that moment on , I became his shadow , following him everywhere he went . 26641 06-02 Chapter He looked at me with disdain . " I know you said this out of spite . But once is enough . Be careful what you wish for - what if I the next time ? " say yes Enduring the great bitterness in my heart , I asked him sarcastically , " You already have a daughter with another woman . What makes you think I wouldn't leave you ? " Squinting , he studied me in a scrutinizing gaze . " You knew ? " I pulled out a bitter smile , my voice nasal . " Your daughter is , what , three years old or so , isn't she ? In other words , Eleanor gave birth shortly after our baby passed away . Right ? " Damian's icy eyes flickered for a second . He didn't admit it , nor did he deny it . The silence was almost oppressive . After a long time , he frowned . " Does Maureen's existence bother you that much ? " What a ridiculous question . I smiled feebly , " No , if her existence is just to satisfy your desire to be called ' Daddy ' . Suddenly , he walked over to me , braced his hands on my sides , and trapped me in his arms . I tried to push him away , but I was so weak that he barely moved . He leaned even closer , his usually cold voice now strangely captivating . In a low , intimate whisper , he breathed into my ear , " And yet , I love it more than anyone when you call me ' Daddy ' . "