Sebastian never imagined in a million years that he'd ever experience morning sickness. Now, what else could he possibly not understand?

The truth was, Daniela's occasional discomfort was due to pregnancy!

Initially, he'd harbored doubts, and Daniela had even had the audacity to lie and say it was just a cold.

Who gets a cold for months?

Once the realization hit, Sebastian's mind spiraled into chaos.

A grown man, experiencing pregnancy.

Even Sebastian couldn't help but question: Was this some cruel joke by the heavens?

Daniela, with a hint of annoyance, glared at him, "What are you still doing here?"

They were divorced, there was no relationship left.

Sebastian had a million questions he wanted to ask, but all he managed to utter was, "My six million?"

Daniela, speechless.

She pulled up the frozen bank account on her phone, practically shoving it in his face, "Unfreeze it!"

Sebastian choked, then pursed his lips, "I'll handle it. Transfer the money within twenty-four hours. Otherwise, I'll freeze your account again."

Daniela almost threw her phone in his face.

She looked at Sebastian, her expression cold, "Don't worry, Mr. Romero, you'll get every penny. I'll even calculate the interest and give it back to you."

"We're never seeing each other again."

She turned and left the city hall, resolute.

Sebastian clenched the divorce certificate in his hand, feeling a surge of heat rise to his forehead, triggering a series of spasms.

He had somehow managed to stay conscious, all to cooperate with her in obtaining the divorce.

Hate, anger, regret, pain, a whirlwind of emotions swirled within him.

A sharp pang in his heart, and he unconsciously chased after her, only to see Lucas opening the car door. Daniela got in, and the door closed.

The tinted windows obscured everything inside the car, not a trace of Daniela could be seen.

Sebastian's eyes darkened, his gaze meeting Lucas's in the air.

Lucas smirked, a taunt in his smile.

The veins on Sebastian's forehead instantly throbbed.

Their standoff was brief, Lucas got into the car and drove away with Daniela.

Sebastian kept his eyes fixed on the car.

He didn't know what he was hoping for, but the windows never rolled down. As the car merged into the traffic flow, it finally disappeared from sight.

His body, which had been holding on for dear life, finally reached its limit. Sebastian's vision blurred, and he fainted.

Before losing consciousness, Sebastian finally realized where the problem lay.

Lucas was the father of the child, so why was he feeling a connection with Daniela?

It made no sense!

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Daniela was unaware that Sebastian had fainted behind her. She was leaning back in the passenger seat, feeling exhausted.

Emilia, with a heart full of concern, rubbed her shoulders and hands.

First, she had been working tirelessly on a painting, barely sleeping. Then came the bad news, two days spent at the hospital. Then, Renata passed away, and two days were devoted to her funeral.

Through it all, who wouldn't be worn out? Especially Daniela, who was pregnant.

"If there's anything you need to do about suing Sofia, just tell me, I'll take care of it."

"You have to rest today, no matter what. Don't think, don't do anything."

Daniela closed her eyes, speaking softly, "Don't just tell me. You've been with me this whole time, working despite not having enough time, you're even more tired than I am."

"Your vacation is almost over, if you get some rest, you can go back to work."

Emilia pouted, "Just thinking about the boss being that jerk Sebastian makes me want to slack off."

Daniela was a bit speechless, "A jerk doesn't mean he won't pay you."

"Oh, speaking of which, I remembered something. I'm still the secretary in the secretary's office of the Romero Group."

"No, I have to quit."

Emilia: ...

"Okay. Sister, just relax for a bit. You can quit anytime, right?"

True.

Daniela pondered for a moment and let it go for now.

Arriving at their rented house, Daniela asked Emilia to go up first. She wanted to talk to Lucas privately for a moment.