No Cake, No Dad, No Mercy

Synopsis

My husband had a deep hatred for me and my daughter. When my daughter was born, he wouldn't even spare her a glance. He just snapped at the nanny to get her out of sight. It was all because there was a woman he held in his heart. Later, that woman came back from abroad. For the first time ever, my husband, the always cool and collected CEO, totally lost control. His eyes were bloodshot as he gave me and my daughter a bitter smile repeatedly. His gaze was blank, as if he was looking right through us, searching for someone else. My daughter timidly wrapped her arms around his neck. In her soft voice, she asked, "D... Chester, why are you crying?" She paused because she suddenly remembered that Chester never let her call him Dad. I quickly scooped her back into my arms, whispering to her. "Chester's true love is back now, so we're moving out, Teresa," I explained.