Mr. CEO Your Wife Has Wanted a Divorce for a Long Time novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270 

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The competition would be next weekend. 

Generally speaking, she was free on weekends, 

Besides, when a child has a competition, it’s a big deal for the family, Parents ally prioritize the dist’s matters. 

In the past, she would have prioritized Isabella, 

Other miscellaneous things would take a backseat. 

But now… 

Maggie saw the expectation in Isabella’s eyes. 

Still, she vaguely said, “Mom will see when the time comes. If there’s nothing important, I’ll go with you to the 

competition.” 

Over the past six months, Isabella had called her so many times and made numerous wishes. She had developed a pattern–whenever Maggie used uncertain phrases like “we’ll see” or “if,” it usually meant that she wouldn’t accompany her. 

Upon hearing this, Isabella’s nose tingled, and her eyes began to redden again. 

She let go of Maggie’s hand, sniffled, and softly said, “Oh,” without saying anything further. 

Maggie noticed it, and while she couldn’t say she was entirely unaffected, she didn’t change her mind. 

She reached out, intending to rub Isabella’s head before leaving. 

However, as she stretched her hand out, Isabella turned her head, pouting, refusing to look at her. 

Maggie paused, withdrew her hand, didn’t comfort her, and simply turned to leave. 

Franklin watched all of this happen, neither persuading Maggie nor stopping her from leaving 

Isabella turned her face away from Maggie, but kept an eye on her movements. When she heard the sound of 

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Maggie’s high heels fading away, signaling that she was really leaving without comforting her, Isabella couldn’t hold back anymore. She ran to Franklin, hugging his leg and crying loudly. 

Isabella’s coach watched, confused. 

Isabella was much smarter than other children. 

She was lively, had her own opinions, and over the past six months, the other children who came to the fencing academy had cried countless times. 

But this was the first time he had seen Isabella cry. 

That morning, Maggie had answered all of Isabella’s requests with enthusiasm and had been gentle and meticulous in taking care of her. 

He hadn’t expected that Maggie, knowing that Isabella was sad and disappointed, would still leave without a second glance. 

Maggie gave him the impression that she had already stopped caring for Isabella as her daughter. 

This coldness truly surprised him. 

If another man had been in Franklin’s place, he probably would have gotten angry and scolded her. 

But Franklin showed no signs of blaming Maggie. 

There was no reprimanding or arguing between them. 

He just calmly watched as Maggie left. 

Franklin bent down, picked Isabella up, and gently wiped the tears from her face with his thumb. “Are you that 

upset?” 

Isabella, holding onto his neck, cried even harder, accusing him through sobs, “I’m sad, and mom doesn’t care about me… She just left… without saying anything…” 

Franklin calmly replied, “Yes, dad saw.” 

Isabella cried louder, her sobs intensifying, “Mom, does that mean she doesn’t love me anymore…?” 

Franklin smiled gently. “No, she doesn’t.” 

Isabella, still tearful, looked at him. “Really… really?”