Chapter 7 Brandon stared at the DNA report like he'd just been struck by lightning . He stood there , completely numb , paralyzed . " This ... this can't be real . How could the baby have been mine ? " " I killed my own child with my own hands ? " He looked down at his palms as if they were drenched in blood , muttering to himself like a man unraveling . I dropped the divorce papers at his feet , my voice cold and steady . " The baby is gone . All I want now is a divorce . That's the only thing you still owe me . " He looked at the documents like they were a death sentence . " No ... no , I won't sign , " he said , his voice desperate . I let out a quiet , bitter laugh . " If you refuse , I'll keep taking it to court - again and again - until you're forced to sign . Everything you did to me during our marriage is enough to press criminal charges . " I paused , then slowly crouched in front of him . " But ... if you agree to the divorce now , I'll sign the statement of leniency . " He stared at me for a long time , dazed and broken , before finally picking up the pen . His hand trembled as he signed his name on the line . When he was done , he clung to the hem of my pants like a drowning man . " Rachel , I swear ... once I get out , I'll make it right . I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you - and to the baby . " I didn't say a word . I slipped the divorce papers into my bag , stood up , and walked out without looking back . Outside the police station , the sky was a brilliant , cloudless blue . I pulled out the stock transfer agreement tucked into the divorce file and handed it straight to my attorney . " Process the divorce immediately . And sell off every single asset under Brandon Whitmore's name . " I didn't even pause . I turned and walked away without looking back . Chapter 7 11.49 % Brandon wasn't released from custody until a month later . The moment he was free , he raced back to what had once been our home . " Rachel ! I'm back ! " he called out , nearly breathless as he shoved the door open - only to freeze . Strangers were inside . Movers . People he'd never seen before , carrying boxes through the foyer like they owned the place . " Who the hell are you ?! " Brandon snapped . " Why are you in my house ?! Who let you in ? " One of the men - middle - aged and unimpressed - looked him up and down with disgust . " Who are you supposed to be ? You look like a damn hobo . " " This house is mine now . Just bought it last week . " Brandon's face went blank . " What ... what did you say ? " " I said I bought this place . From the owner . Rachel Moore , I think ? That woman from that viral video - the pregnant one . " He waved a feather duster at Brandon like swatting away a pest . " Get lost . You seriously came here to cause trouble ? You're lucky I don't call the cops . Don't mess up the floors - you're tracking dirt everywhere . " Brandon didn't even fight back . He stumbled backward as the man shoved him out the door . He landed hard on the pavement , stunned . For a long time , he didn't move . Then slowly - like someone waking from a nightmare - he pulled himself upright , reached for his phone , and started dialing . Rachel's number was disconnected . He opened his messages and sent a voice note . " Rachel ... you're kidding , right ? You're just trying to scare me. Come home . Please . I'm waiting for you . " But the message didn't go through . Instead , a red exclamation mark blinked beside it - like a final , silent rejection . He stared at the screen , expression blank . Chapter 7 11.49 % Then he called his assistant . The moment the call connected , Brandon exploded . " What the hell is wrong with you ?! My house was sold and you didn't even notice ? What the hell do I pay you for ?! " But this time , his assistant didn't sound like the man who used to jump at his orders . " Brandon , " he said flatly , " I think you're confused . " " I don't work for you anymore . Brandon froze . " What are you talking about ? You quit ? Without even submitting a resignation ? " The assistant let out a soft laugh . " You really think you're still the big - shot CEO of Whitmore Enterprises ? " Brandon's stomach dropped . " What ... what are you saying ? " " I'm saying the company's gone . Dissolved . Bankrupt . You don't have an empire anymore , Brandon . You're not a boss . You're just another man who got what he deserved . " Chapter 7 Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!