THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 577

Amanda's voice was loud and sharp, deliberately intended for Gavin to hear. She was reminding him that before he met her, he was just a penniless nobody. She had given him everything he had today.

Her words made Gavin pause. Perhaps he had been wrong from the very beginning. He never should have gotten involved with Amanda, let alone married her. But they had a daughter together. Could he really go through with a divorce? He didn't know. Torn with indecision, he stopped just outside the hospital room door.

Hearing her mother, Ann narrowed her eyes. "You're right, Mom. The only reason Dad has anything today is because of you. If it weren't for you, he'd still be stuck in some backwater town. And this is how he repays you? By hitting you? You can't forgive him easily this time!"

The memory of her father defending Caitlin made Ann feel sick with disgust. "Mom, your taste in men back then was truly awful! Of all the wealthy heirs you could have chosen, how did you end up with someone like him?"

If only Amanda had married into a prominent family, her own status would have been elevated. If she had a higher status, no one would dare bully her. She could be like Celia Palmer—a woman at the top of the pyramid, for whom everything she did was right.

Thinking back, Amanda was filled with regret. "I definitely won't forgive him easily this time! No, he's not your father! From now on, you can pretend you don't have one!"

"Okay," Ann agreed. "Mom, no matter what happens, I'll always be on your side. Even if you get a divorce, I'll stick with you." In any case, she had long been ashamed of her embarrassing father.

Gavin had hoped, foolishly, that his daughter would at least take his side. But now he knew better. He meant nothing to her. He was just a pathetic clown in her eyes.

Taking a ragged breath, his eyes red-rimmed, Gavin walked away from the ward.

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At the Gonzales estate, Caitlin had finished a long day. When dinnertime came and Keira was nowhere to be seen, she grew concerned. She turned to the butler. "Scales, where's my grandmother?"

"Madam Keira has a headache, Miss. She's resting in her room," he replied respectfully.

"A headache?" Caitlin put down her fork. "I'm going to check on her." At Keira's age, a headache wasn't something to be ignored.

The butler followed her. "Miss Caitlin, you've been busy all day. You should finish your dinner first."

"It's fine, I'm not hungry." Caitlin walked quickly, asking, "Scales, why didn't you tell me my grandmother had a headache?"

The butler looked conflicted. "It wasn't my place, Miss. Madam Keira specifically told me not to bother you with small things, saying you already have too much on your plate."

"Honestly, Grandma," Caitlin muttered. "She shouldn't hide it when she's not feeling well."

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