The Billionaire Ex-Wife and the Beggar He Became novel Chapter 276

"Goodbye, Xander."

After hanging up with him, she immediately called Julian.

"Julian, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have been so hard on Winona. And using my faith to bully her… I realize now that I was being too aggressive. It's just that I've never thought of her as your wife. In my heart, I'm your wife. To be honest, it's because I love you so much. I promise I won't treat her like that anymore."

"I'll help you get her through this. A ruthless man with ties to the criminal underworld like Yves Prescott isn't right for her. She can't handle him. We can help her find a good man, someone suitable for her. She isn't well-educated, but I can help with that. I can tutor her, help her find a respectable job."

"Even if she's interested in architecture, I'll pay for her to go to university. As long as she's willing to better herself, we'll support her. What do you say?"

She sounded so sincere, so humble.

Julian was moved. "Felly, thank you for understanding. Winona isn't like you. She has no education, no career. If I completely abandon her, how will she survive? She is still the mother of my children, after all. I'm glad you can be so understanding and accepting."

"I'm sorry, Julian. It's just because I love you so much," Felicity apologized again, her voice full of earnestness.

"I know. Don't be too hard on yourself. Get some rest."

Although Julian no longer blamed her, the perfect image he'd once held of Felicity was beginning to fade. Still, he remembered her talent and ambition. "Your skill in architecture is something few men can match," he added. "Especially this global senior living project—it's earned so much praise. It's your achievement, your pride. Don't worry about these other things. Just focus on your work."

"I will! You get some rest too, Julian."

"Okay."

Julian did it all. He even put on one of Winona's old robes and held Tiana in his arms as he read. After more than an hour, she finally drifted off to sleep, a contented look on her face.

Exhausted, Julian collapsed on the floor beside her bed. He suddenly realized how incredibly difficult it was for a mother to care for her own child. It was a depth of love that Felicity, with all her sweet gestures and superficial charms, could never replicate. This was true maternal love.

And he had realized it too late.

Seeing the faint trace of tears on his sleeping daughter's eyelashes, Julian leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Tiana," he whispered, "Daddy is so sorry. I misled you. Tomorrow, in court, I'll do everything I can to make it up to your mother. I'll try to win her back."

The next day. The court date.

After finishing an early morning meeting at the office, Julian took his legal team and a newly drafted divorce agreement and headed to the courthouse.