Last Life, I Divorced Him and He Became a Billionaire. This Life, I’m Keeping the Billionaire Chapter 07
Once that thought took root, I began to plan carefully.
Every day, besides bringing Hudson his meals out of routine, I chatted with Caspian every few days.
He really did seem busy most of the time, always replying to my messages late at night.
But no matter how late it was, Caspian read every one of my messages carefully.
Even without romance, he was a rare and sincere friend.
I once asked him why he was willing to talk to me so openly.
He said he used to be obsessed with work and had almost no friends. After what happened, he realized he
had no one to confide in.
He had run into me during his two lowest points, so in his heart, I was at least a friend fate had brought him.
His words put my mind at ease.
I kept our friendly relationship going without being too intrusive.
A few months later, I gave birth to my daughter.
Hudson held the baby and said he wanted to name her Lyna.
Lyna, after Alina. He just never gave up, did he?
Something snapped inside me. I’d held back my anger for ten months, and it all burst out at once.
I smashed a pile of things in the hospital room, so furious I nearly fainted.
Screw him. My daughter was mine. Why would he name her after his first love?
When Hudson saw how truly angry I was, he quickly said he’d been joking.
Tears streamed down my face, “Hudson, I never said a word after you cheated. It wasn’t because I didn’t care.
It was because I thought your happiness mattered more.”
“I put up with you loving Alina. I put up with you never letting her go. But why would you name our daughter
after her?”
“Hudson, I’m scared! If Alina comes back, will you abandon us? Will you leave us to starve on the street?”
Hudson held the baby and me gently, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Willow. I was being stupid. I shouldn’t have said
that. Our daughter’s name is whatever you want it to be.”
“Besides, my company is about to complete Series A funding. In a couple of days, I’ll have my secretary transfer 20 percent of the shares to you, okay?”
I clutched his shirt, crying so hard I could barely breathe.
Hudson didn’t dare speak carelessly anymore. Right in front of me, he told his secretary to handle the share transfer immediately.
A few days later, he brought the documents over for me to sign.
He pinched my cheek lightly. “Becoming a mother has made you more delicate. Alright, I’ll give you that sense of security. No more crying, okay? Take care of yourself.”
I leaned into his arms and nodded.
But behind my lowered eyelids, there was no warmth at all.
Once Hudson left for the company, I started looking through jewelry catalogs.
There were still six months left before Alina would return.
Once their old flame reignited, my daughter and I would mean nothing to him. Before that happened, I needed
to drain as much as I could.
Twenty percent of Hudson’s company would bring me nearly ten million a year later on.
On top of that, jewelry counted as personal property for the wife, so I needed to buy plenty.
There was also property. Hudson and I only had one house right now. I needed to buy several more.
When he asked for a divorce, I could ask for even more then.
I was calculating every detail in my head, so absorbed that I didn’t even notice the hospital room door open.
Caspian walked in with some fruit, “What are you thinking about, o lost in thought?”
I swallowed the word “divorce” that had almost slipped out.
Instead, I spoke in a soft, flirtatious tone. “Thinking about you.”
Caspian’s eyes narrowed slightly.
