After marrying my boss (Anna)
Chapter 394

Chapter 394

Lincoln is blatantly threatening me with the possibility of prison time if I refuse to compromise! Heknows it would be near impossible for me to see my child if I ended up in prison! As such, signing thedivorce agreement would be the only option available to me.

With that in mind, I tightened my grip on the divorce agreement. Although it was incredibly tempting tojust tear it to pieces, I managed to fight the urge and maintain my composure.

“Don't worry. The Shaw family will be sure to repay you in kind for bringing us a son. I will pay you fivemillion as compensation, so you should have an easy life ahead of you.”

The cold look on Lincoln's face eased up significantly when he saw me hesitating, and his attitudebecame a lot better as he tried to persuade me to sign the papers.

I don't need their money! I just want to keep my child by my side! Having to leave Michael is painfulenough as it is, so I'm going to make damn sure I at least get to keep my child!

Having made up my mind, I clenched my fists and stared into Lincoln's eyes as I replied, “All I want ismy child. I don't want your money, so you can keep the five million. If I am to get divorced, then Idemand custody of my child!”

The look in Lincoln's eyes went back to being icy-cold instantly when he heard that. He then leaped tohis feet and yelled angrily, “The child is a Shaw! We will not let you have him, so you can forget aboutit! If you sign these papers, you will be allowed to visit your child whenever you feel like it. If you end upin prison, you will never get to see him again! It would be a great dishonor for us to have a convict as apart of our family, after all!”

Each and every one of his words stabbed at my heart like knives as he continued pushing me into acorner.

I took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed my burning anger as I pleaded with him, “I can't reachMichael right now, Dad. Can we at least wait till he comes back before we discuss this further?”

“You still don't believe that this is Michael's decision, do you? In that case, why don't you take a closerlook at the divorce agreement? Michael has already signed his name on it. Surely, you can recognizehis signature?”

Lincoln was really well-prepared before he came over. Perhaps he already knew that I wouldn't agreeto the divorce.

I didn't read the rest of the divorce agreement earlier, but hearing Lincoln's words prompted me tocheck it again. I quickly flipped to the last page, and sure enough, Michael's signature was there.

The sight of Michael's name and signature stabbed at my heart once again, and whatever remainingflames of hope I had left were extinguished completely.

So, this really is Michael's idea... He actually wants to divorce me... Is this the answer he said he'd giveme? Heh... I thought we would go back to being the lovey-dovey couple we used to be, but I supposethat's just wishful thinking on my part. I've overestimated the place I hold in Michael's heart, after all.

“Now that you've seen it and confirmed it, you should hurry up and sign the papers!” Lincoln urged meimpatiently while his lawyer handed me a pen.

With trembling hands, I took the pen over from him. At first, I was determined to stand my ground nomatter what. However, seeing Michael's signature caused my resolve to disappear instantly.

I wouldn't shamelessly cling to Michael if he didn't want to be with me anymore.

As much as it hurt me to divorce him, I would go through with it because I knew Michael all too well.Not a single person in the world could change his mind once he had made his decision.

However, I really didn't want to be separated from my child, who was just a little over a month old.

As if he had read my mind, Lincoln said in a gentle voice, “Don't worry. You may drop by to visit yourchild anytime.”

After taking into consideration that it was better than not being able to see my child at all while inprison, I decided to proceed with the divorce.

My tears fell uncontrollably when I glanced at Michael's signature once again, and my hands wereshaking like crazy when I signed my name.

I hate you, Michael!

My heart was filled with hatred for the Shaw family, Michael, as well as his decision to divorce me,which prevented me from living with my child.

A satisfied smile formed on Lincoln's face when he saw me sign the papers. He then placed a checkworth five million on the table before telling the caregiver she would be working in the Shaw residencefrom then on.

Seeing her carry my child out of the room hurt me like a sledgehammer to the chest, and the painsnapped me out of my daze.

“Don't take my child away! I just want to have him by my side! I don't want anything else!” I screamedas I ran toward her and snatched my child out of her arms.

My child was all I had left after divorcing Michael, so I couldn't afford to lose him.

“Please let go, Mrs. Shaw. You'll hurt the baby! He's too young to withstand such rough handling!” thecaregiver shouted anxiously when she saw how agitated I was.

“No! Give my child back to me! This is my child! I won't let anyone take him away from me!”

My child began crying, and hearing him cry hurt my heart even more. Although I didn't want to causehim any pain, the fear of losing him was a lot stronger than my ability to think rationally at that time.

He is only a little over a month old! He still needs me to keep him company as he grows up!

“Look, the baby is crying, Mrs. Shaw! He'll get hurt if you don't let go of him!”

The caregiver's tone grew increasingly anxious when she saw my child crying non-stop.

“Then let go of him! Let go of him right now!” I shouted back at her.

It hurt me the most to fight over my child like this, but I didn't dare to let go as I feared I would lose himforever.

Unable to watch this any longer, Lincoln called out to his subordinates, “Hey, you two! Subdue Mrs.Shaw!”

Two strong men then came over and grabbed both of my arms before yanking me aside.

I kept screaming at the top of my lungs as I watched my child get taken away from me, but no onecared about my feelings at all. No one knew how much pain I was in at the time.

My heart felt as if it had been hollowed out when I saw the caregiver walk out of the house with mychild. The two men only let go of me after she got into the car.

Desperate to get my child back, I ran straight out the front door as quickly as I could. However, the carsped off before I could even get close to it.

I tried to chase after it on foot, but that was obviously not going to work. In the end, I simply stood thereand watched as the car slowly disappeared from my sight.