Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife-Chapter 834 - 519: I Want a Husband, Not an Heir

After Henry Sullivan finished speaking, Damian Sullivan felt a surge of anger and picked up the document, signing his name at the end before throwing it at Henry Sullivan.

"Fine, get out. From now on, you’re not my son."

"Henry, have you lost your mind? This is my son.

I can’t sever the mother-son relationship with him.

No one knows how much suffering I went through to give birth to him.

Why should I give him up? I refuse."

Damian Sullivan pointed at Henry Sullivan: "He doesn’t want us anymore, didn’t you hear?

If this continues, he’ll threaten us with his life.

This ungrateful thing, if your mother did something wrong, she can apologize, but why do you have to..."

"Can apologies solve anything? Does apologizing mean she won’t do it again?

Does apologizing... mean she won’t trouble those she hurt anymore, or let Ivy go?

Sorry, I can’t gamble with my future anymore."

He picked up the document: "My dad signed it, so it’s like you signed it too. Take care, both of you."

He turned around and walked out, and Nathan Rhodes stepped forward to hold him back: "No, no, darling son, I was wrong. I won’t do this anymore. Please don’t treat us this way."

Damian Sullivan frowned. This kid was really infuriated.

It seems Nathan really did something unforgivable this time, or he wouldn’t be like this.

He stepped forward to stop Nathan: "Let him go."

"Henry..."

Damian Sullivan gave her a look, and after years of marriage, they had some tacit understanding.

Nathan loosened her grip, watching Henry Sullivan leave with wide eyes.

"Henry, why did you let Henry leave?

Can’t you see the child is serious this time?"

Damian Sullivan looked at her disapprovingly: "How can you be so impatient?

Isla Linton has been away from our son for so long, why do you still make things difficult for her?"

"I just dislike her. If it weren’t for her back then, how could my son have been so depressed?

Who is she to ruin my son’s youth?

I’m unwilling, truly unwilling. Just hitting her once didn’t relieve my anger."

Damian Sullivan scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about? We are all human, who can ruin someone else’s youth?

Henry is a strong child. We forced Isla Linton to leave him back then, and he already harbors a lot of resentment towards us.

Don’t you know why he went to the base for training?

Wasn’t it to avoid us?

Now, he’s finally back because of Ivy. He’s willing to change. Why do you...

Do you have to be the evil mother-in-law? Ivy is a good kid.

At least she can change Henry and provide stability and happiness for our son.

As parents, isn’t it enough for us to see our child happy? Why do you demand so much?

I really don’t know what to say about you.

And let me tell you, I don’t think much of that Florence Wilder.

With our family’s conditions, it’s easy to have a wealthy heiress as a daughter-in-law.

But I don’t like those spoiled young ladies. I’m quite satisfied with Ivy.

If you continue to be reckless in the future, I can’t side with you."

Nathan Wilder was extremely frustrated: "I just don’t understand, why don’t you men use reason to evaluate women?"

Damian Sullivan shook his head and smiled: "You just don’t understand, men are even more accurate than women in judging women.

Between Ivy and Florence, Ivy is better for your son."

"Alright, alright, let’s not talk about this. First, help me think of a way.

Now our son doesn’t want us. What should we do?"

Damian Sullivan remained calm: "What can we do? Things have come to this, and no one can change it.

You hit Isla Linton, and he won’t forgive you so easily.

If he could forgive easily, he wouldn’t have run off to the base himself.

The reason I signed above was because I was worried he might do something extreme again.

We need to calm him down. He has a wife and child now; we can’t let him act rashly.

Also, don’t mess around anymore. Just because I spoil you doesn’t mean the whole world should indulge you.

You’re just silly, how can you not know how to behave?

At least, in front of Ivy, you should become a good mother-in-law.

Only then, when you argue with Henry in the future, will there be someone to speak on your behalf in Henry’s ear, won’t she?"

Nathan felt somewhat unhappy: "Who wants her to speak for me? I’m just like this; I like who I like, and I dislike who I dislike.

Ivy Miller didn’t make a good impression when she first saw me.

If I don’t like her, I can’t be blamed, right?"

"How did she not perform well? Wasn’t it just that she straightforwardly ate a lot?

Didn’t she just not flatter you or say nice things to you?

Isn’t that great? Natural and real.

Alright, stop meddling in your son’s and daughter-in-law’s affairs.

Henry wasn’t wrong. He’s forty, a father himself; he shouldn’t be under our control.

You should have let go long ago; you should realize your own dreams, not place them on your son."

Damian Sullivan patted her shoulder: "Enough, once our son’s anger subsides, everything will be fine.

I’m going downstairs now, think about it properly."

Nathan couldn’t help but feel dissatisfied, she could ignore Henry, but Isla Linton had to leave Anchester at all costs.

Henry Sullivan returned home, the child was already asleep, and Ivy Miller followed him, asking, "Uncle, Uncle, did you talk to mom properly?"

Henry Sullivan rubbed her head: "Yes, I did."

"How did it go? Did mom admit she was wrong?"

"Her? That person always believes everything she does is justified.

And her excuse is always for my own good, so you’ll never hear her apology."

Ivy Miller frowned: "Then... how did you talk?"

"Ivy, I’ve severed ties with my family."

Ivy Miller looked at him in shock: "You cut ties with your family?" Oh my, this uncle is really extreme in his actions."

"Only this way can you stop being fearful in front of my parents.

If they’re wrong, you can tell them confidently."

"I’m not trying to find a chance to argue with my mother-in-law. I mean..."

"I’ve had enough," Henry Sullivan suddenly pulled her into his embrace.

"Being the son of my mother, I’ve really had enough.

In the past, I thought nothing was more important than filial piety.

But now I’ve figured it out; some filial piety is blind.

People need to face consequences when they do something wrong, and my parents aren’t exceptions.

It’s just that I won’t become the successor of Twilight Group in the future, does that bother you?"

Ivy Miller leaned against his shoulder: "Do you think I’m with you because you’re the heir of Twilight Group?

I’m living comfortably and content now.

I want a husband, not an heir."