Faux Vows, True Desires

Chapter 428

Ashley felt her heart drop when her husband glanced at her with that cold, distant look.

She walked back into the room. But instead of sitting next to Hayden, she reclaimed her seat next to the elderly Mrs. Blue.

"Honey, isn't it working hours? What brings you home?" Mrs. Blue asked with a soft tone, "Is there something urgent?"

"Mom, I'm getting a divorce!" Hayden didn't beat around the bush. He got straight to the point.

Kayla's eyes lit up at the news, but her expression quickly dimmed. As much as she took jabs at Ashley whenever she could, deep down she didn't really want her sister-in-law to be booted out of the Blue family. After over two decades of cohabitation, they had got used to each other's rhythms, which made things easier.

If Madeleine joined the family, Kayla felt she'd be no match for her. And certainly, her branch of the family wouldn't benefit from such a change. She secretly preferred things to stay as they were.

"Hayden, how can you say such a thing? Ashley has been your wife for years, bearing and raising your children. Even if there's no merit in that, there's certainly hard work. You've wronged her. Instead of apologizing to her, you're talking about divorce?"

"And what about your children? Your sons are grown, but Emily is still so young. The damage a divorce does to a child is immense."

Ashley's face had turned ashen the moment Hayden mentioned divorce. What she didn't expect was that Kayla, who had just been prodding her, would be the first to speak up in her defense. After a moment's thought, she understood Kayla's intentions: her own family didn't hold a candle to the

Porters in terms of influence or wealth. If Madeleine came into the picture, Kayla's side wouldn't stand to gain.

Regardless of her motivations, Kayla had done her a kindness by speaking up, and Ashley felt a debt of gratitude.

"Mom, I have a responsibility to Madeleine," Hayden said as he turned to his wife. "I'm sorry, Ashley. It's my fault. I've wronged you. Rest assured, if you agree to the divorce, I won't leave you wanting."

Ashley had been pampered by her family since childhood, and so had Hayden. For a long time after their marriage, they had shared a strong bond. And it was why Ashley had been willing to give birth to three children.

"I will not grant you a divorce to indulge your affair with that hussy Madeleine!" Ashley was fuming with hatred for Madeleine. How could she let her waltz into the Blue family so easily? Even if it meant dragging it out until death, she would not agree to a divorce. Even if Madeleine killed her, Ashley would remain Hayden's lawful wife. Madeleine would be nothing more than a successor.

"Ashley, why torment yourself? I'm doing this for the good of everyone. Or would you rather see our children suffer?" Hayden tried to persuade her to agree to the divorce. "You know what Madeleine is capable of. For the sake of our children, let's part on good terms. Just say whatever you want and I'll see it done."

Ashley scoffed as she stood up. "The only way I'll divorce you is if you sever ties with your parents, cut off your relationship with your brothers and leave with nothing but the clothes on your back. Otherwise, no way!" She didn't wait for a response. Head held high, she stormed out of the room.

"Ashley, don't be so unreasonable! Mom, look at her—acting like a shrew. I've had enough. If it weren't for the kids, I would have gotten rid of her long ago."

Slap!

A heavy slap landed on Hayden's cheek. Mrs. Blue had put all her strength into it. After striking him, she collapsed back onto the couch, gasping for air.

Kayla rushed to soothe her, "Don't be upset. It's not worth harming your health over this."

Who would have thought Hayden could be so shameless and despicable?

"Mom!"

"Get out!" Mrs. Blue roared.

Hayden, clutching his slapped face, slunk away.

The drama unfolding in the Blue family was unknown to Lucinda, who was far away in Pinehurst. But Keith, Hayden's brother, learned of it within minutes. He strode into the Ascend Global CEO's office in high spirits.

Stefan was in the midst of a business discussion with Ike Moore when Keith entered. Stefan paused and rose to greet his brother, a smile brightening his handsome face. "Hey bro, what brings you here?"

"Just bored, wandering around and finding myself ended up at your office. Hope I'm not interrupting anything important with you and Ike."

Keith had been at loose ends in Pinehurst, not eager to return before uncovering the identity of the mysterious lady. He had even engaged the city's top detective agency, which had taken a hefty retainer but had yet to deliver results. Keith was growing impatient with their pace.

Ike chuckled, "Now that you're here, even if you were interrupting, do you think Stefan and I would have the nerve to throw you out?"

He stood to pour Keith a glass of water while Stefan ushered Keith to sit on the sofa. Keith's usually stern face softened somewhat in the company of his brother-in-law and Ike.

"Stefan, can I see Lucy now? I've got some good news to share with her."

"Lucy's in makeup, working a low-level position. It wouldn't be good to call her up abruptly," Stefan explained gently, then asked with a smile, "But what's the good news? Mind sharing with me and Ike first?"

Keith didn't hesitate to spill the beans about Hayden's intentions to divorce.

"They're finally turning on each other inside their little nest."

In Stefan's office, Keith felt free to speak his mind.

Stefan could sense his father-in-law's scheming, seeing how events were unfolding just as the old man had planned. He chuckled and said, "Dad's a sly fox. He wouldn't pick a fight he couldn't win."

Ike, on the other hand, wasn't as sharp as Stefan. He listened and was baffled by the conversation.

Hayden was Lucy's uncle, right? He recalled a time when Nathan brought the Blue clan over to back Lucy up, she referred to Hayden as 'Uncle Hayden'.

Was his divorce that important?

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Ike couldn't quite grasp it, but he didn't press for clarification.

He could tell that Keith didn't intend to elaborate.

Realizing that he lacked the wit to decipher the underlying meanings in Keith and Stefan’s dialogue, and since they weren't offering any explanations, Ike didn’t want to pry too much. After all, sometimes knowing too much wasn't for the best.

So, he kept his questions to himself.