Chapter 2The Wife Caused Her Biological Daughter to Go Missing, and She Collapsed When the Daughter Was Found

I found myself constantly checking my phone for messages, but Olivia hadn't sent anything since that day.

When we were dating, other guys' girlfriends would always be texting them about the little things in their lives.

I gently suggested that Olivia try sharing what she was doing with me too.

She looked at me incredulously, saying she really didn't see the point in talking about eating, waking up, or going to sleep.

So I never knew what Olivia was doing or where she was. It was only my trust in her that kept our relationship going until now.

Yesterday, Lily came home excited, saying there was a parent-child sports day at school. She asked if Mom would have time to participate.

She added thoughtfully, "I know Mom is busy. It's okay if she can't make it."

It was clear she really wanted to participate. Although Olivia's monthly salary was pooled with mine for our family expenses, her schedule was always packed, leaving little time to spend with our daughter.

I had always explained to Lily that Mom worked hard to give us a better life in the future.

Seeing Lily's hopeful face, I mustered up the courage to call Olivia. The call was immediately disconnected, but I received a message from her.

"What is it?"

I replied, "There's a parent-child sports day at school soon. Our daughter wants you to go with her. Can you take a day off?"

She responded, "When is it? I'll see if I can make it."

I sent her the details and reminded her of a few things. Then I asked which route she was flying today.

To my surprise, she gave me a detailed answer about her flight.

I felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe she had realized her mistake from last time and was trying to improve her attitude.

On the day of the sports event, I was warming up with Lily in the waiting area.

She kept glancing towards the entrance, clearly distracted.

As other children and parents started to enter, I crouched down and hugged Lily, asking, "Mom might be held up. How about Dad participates with you first?"

Lily stubbornly shook her head and ran to the entrance. "Mom promised me. I believe in her."

Time ticked by, but there was still no sign of Olivia.

I quickly messaged her, asking where she was, but got no response.

My daughter's small figure stood firmly waiting. Finally, as the event ended and other students left with their parents, Olivia still hadn't shown up.

Lily's eyes filled with tears, but she bravely told me it was time to go home, remaining silent on the way back.

When we opened the door, we found Olivia sitting on the couch, reading a book. She didn't react to our arrival.

Lily ran up to her, her little face red with anger, and demanded, "Mom, you promised me. Why didn't you come?"

Ignoring Lily's words, Olivia frowned at me and said, "I told you I'd see how things went. I had important business come up today. Couldn't you, as her father, just accompany her?"

Olivia was always like this, rarely participating in Lily's activities. This time, she had promised and then broken that promise.

I even suspected she was using work to avoid Lily and me.

Lily was about to say something else when she noticed a beautifully wrapped doll on the couch - her favorite cartoon character.

Just as she picked it up to take a closer look, Olivia suddenly stopped her. "That's not for you. I bought it for Uncle Ryan's daughter. Don't open the packaging."

Lily couldn't hold back anymore and burst into tears, sobbing that she hated her mom before running to her room and locking the door.

Only Olivia and I were left in the living room. She glanced at Lily's room, seeming to want to say something, but then just sat on the couch as if nothing had happened.

I couldn't contain myself anymore. I confronted her, "Why are you doing this? You promised to come and then broke that promise. Do you know how long Lily waited for you? And that doll - why did you only buy one for Ryan's daughter? You know Lily loves that doll. Was it so hard to buy one more?"

After my barrage of questions, Olivia stood up impatiently and said defiantly, "Enough! I just want my own space. You're all putting too much pressure on me. I've always been like this, with everyone."

I closed my eyes, feeling overwhelmed, and said, "If you keep this up, I don't think I can go on!"

She reverted to her expressionless, indifferent state and said, "I can't change. If you can't handle it anymore, let's get divorced. We're not compatible, and you don't need to waste any more time on me."

Olivia had just suggested we get divorced.

At that moment, I felt like all my perseverance in loving her had become a joke. She was truly a block of ice that couldn't be warmed.

But for Lily's sake, should I really get divorced?

Suddenly, Olivia's phone rang. Right in front of me, she opened SnapChat to find a message from Ryan, thanking her for helping out on short notice. She immediately replied, saying it was no problem.

So that's why she didn't come today. She was helping him out.

My SnapChat was pinned at the top of her chat list, with a "Do Not Disturb" icon next to it.

She had long since found me annoying.