"Willow, go and beg your father, he cares for you the most!" Catherine Taylor, like grabbing a lifeline, urged her daughter to plead with her husband, completely forgetting that this daughter was actually the "culprit" in the urgency of the moment.

Willow Lancaster pouted, knelt down in front of her father, and grabbed his legs with tears in her eyes, looking pitifully at him, "Dad, please forgive Mom, it was that scumbag who kept bothering her..."

Seeing Willow, Gabriel Lancaster felt a surge of anger. Without waiting for her to finish, he kicked her away, scolding coldly, "Get out! I don’t want to see any of you again!"

Willow’s petite body slammed against the coffee table, holding her kicked abdomen with one hand and supporting her aching back with the other, she pouted in grievance and silently lowered her head, tears streaming down.

"Gabriel, let’s talk this over calmly. Even if there are big mistakes on Catherine’s part, the child is innocent." Joseph Lancaster lounged in a single sofa, his legs elegantly crossed, hands naturally clasped in front. After their elder brother’s passing, his words carried the most weight in the family.

"Hmph! What do you understand, you don’t have a wife or children!" Gabriel grumbled discontentedly, turning his face away in anger.

Joseph wasn’t angered by the jibe from his cousin. He glanced at the "nephew" sitting beside him, then looked back with a slight smile, "Precisely because I’m alone, I’m advising you, Gabriel, to cherish those beside you. After all, we’re not young anymore, and it’s not easy to find a woman you can truly live with."

Gabriel grunted in dissatisfaction again, "Joseph, stop trying to persuade me. I’m set on this divorce!"

"Please, husband, don’t divorce me. I don’t want a divorce," Catherine urgently crawled over, clutching Gabriel’s legs, shaking her head repeatedly, "I don’t want it. I’ve lived honestly with you since I married, it was that scumbag who kept clinging to me. I’ve never wronged you..."

"Catherine Taylor! How dare you say you haven’t wronged me! Over the years, how much money have you secretly given that adulterer behind my back! If I hadn’t found out today, were you planning to keep it a secret forever?" Gabriel pointed at Catherine’s face, speaking with pain and anger as flames of fury blazed in his eyes.

This all unfolded two hours ago. Gabriel was entertaining a client when his secretary whispered to him on her return from the bathroom, mentioning that he saw Madam being harassed by a man just two rooms away.

At the time, Gabriel didn’t want to believe it, pretending to head to the bathroom. As he stepped out of the room, through the partitioned room, his wife Catherine had just stepped out and was pulled back by a man. When he hurried over, his wife was pressed against the wall in the room with the door wide open, being forcibly kissed by another man...

Even though she resisted, how could a man in a high position allow such a thing to happen? He immediately yanked his wife away and threw a punch at the man’s collar.

But the infuriating part was that the man didn’t fight back, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, almost smiling as he said, "I admit to this punch, after all, you’ve been raising my daughter for so many years."

Gabriel couldn’t bother to entertain the client anymore, grabbed Catherine by the wrist, brought her home, and demanded to know the truth!

Catherine adamantly insisted that the man was lying until Gabriel threatened to take Willow for a DNA test, at which point Catherine dropped to her knees in front of him, clutching his legs, and confessed the truth.

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