Trash Husband, I'm the Top novel Chapter 315

“If I’d known you’d turn out to be such an ungrateful son, I never would have agreed to make you the heir in the first place.”

Brian regretted everything.

Daniel rolled his shoulders, his expression icy and unyielding.

“Oh, was it really your decision?”

For the first time, Daniel looked at his father with open scorn.

Brian’s face turned red with anger. “If I hadn’t convinced your grandfather and your aunt, do you really think you’d be standing here as the heir? Don’t flatter yourself.”

Daniel’s face was unreadable; he only pressed Brian to sign the divorce papers without another word.

Brian turned to the silent Mr. Hogan Chambers. “Dad, aren’t you going to step in here?”

Mr. Hogan Chambers barely lifted his eyelids. “Just sign the papers and be done with it.”

His stance was clear.

He backed his son’s decision to divorce, and Brian would be leaving with nothing.

“Dad.” Brian stared at him in disbelief. “That woman, Eleanor, I barely remember what happened—she might not even be mine.”

It was one thing for his own son to betray him, but for his father to cut him off as well was too much for Brian to accept.

And as for Mrs. Quinn, he honestly had no memory of her.

Only now did Mrs. Chambers realize she had misjudged Daniel all along, and guilt washed over her.

In that moment, she made up her mind.

“I’ll do it.”

She signed her name and handed the divorce agreement to Brian, tears glimmering in her eyes, but her expression was finally at peace.

“You’re free now.”

Brian’s demeanor changed in an instant. “Lilian—”

He couldn’t bear to give up the Chambers family’s wealth and status. Living on a meager allowance would be unbearable.

Softening his tone, he pleaded, “Lilian, I promise, from now on I’ll stay home and be the husband you deserve. Let me make it up to you, please?”

Mrs. Chambers simply gave him a cold look and walked out of the living room.

“Get out.”

Nora was still standing there, and when Mrs. Chambers approached, her eyes lowered.

She had no desire to deal with Mrs. Chambers.

Now he was simply paying the price for his choices.

“Are you so determined to keep Nora from leaving because you spent a lifetime watching your father shirk responsibility?” his grandfather asked him.

Perhaps it was disgust that made Daniel want to stay true, no matter what.

Love or not, no matter how deep, that reason outweighed everything.

Daniel fell silent. What he wanted was loyalty—one single, unbroken promise.

Nora came down the stairs, her pale face calm and cool as she entered the living room. “Are we done here? Can we leave now?”

Daniel answered with a quiet “Yeah,” and slipped an arm around her waist.

Today was the day he was finally taking Nora home. He had no intention of wasting another moment in this house.

They left together.

The Chambers family drama was over, but the Quinn family was about to erupt.

Mrs. Quinn had barely stepped through the door when her husband slapped her across the face.

Reeling, she steadied herself against the wall, the room spinning for a few seconds before she managed to look up at Jordan.