Chapter 3My Sexually Indifferent Husband Claims Me Hard In My Dreams

Amelia's POV

For the first time in my life, I held the number one spot on the trending topics, and it was because of my divorce from Daniel.

Brenda's phone was ringing off the hook.

Before, netizens cursed me for chasing clout; now, they cursed me for divorcing, saying I was deliberately putting on a show.

Even worse, some claimed I was a third party who climbed my way up, causing Daniel and Celeste's relationship to break down, which led to the current situation.

Brenda stood up for me. "Amelia, why don't we just announce your identity?"

I gave a bitter laugh.

Announce my identity?

I was just an outsider, merely sharing the Blackwood bloodline.

When my parents found me and brought me back, they explicitly told me,

"Amelia, Celeste is your sister. We've raised her for so many years; we have feelings for her. You need to learn to accept her and love her as a sister."

They certainly felt they owed me, but the moment they decided to arrange my marriage with the Hayes family, that debt was considered paid.

In their eyes, the Hayes family was the best possible match for a daughter.

Celeste was the apple of their eye; they couldn't bear to let her leave their side.

For me, their long-lost, impoverished biological daughter, marrying into the incredibly wealthy Hayes family was a huge blessing, enough to compensate for everything.

Not only did they no longer feel guilty, but they even thought I had taken a huge advantage from Celeste and should make it up to her.

What would revealing my identity now achieve?

It would only be another public humiliation.

They wouldn't let Celeste lose face.

That evening, the Hayes family butler called me, saying Daniel's grandfather was so enraged by the online comments that he was hospitalized.

When I arrived at the hospital, I saw Daniel kneeling by the bedside, with Celeste kneeling beside him.

They looked like a couple torn apart by villains.

Celeste cried out, "Grandpa, I truly love Daniel. If you hadn't insisted on separating us back then, none of this would have happened!"

Then came my biological mother's blaming voice. "It's all your fault! If you had just let Celeste marry Daniel back then, how good that would have been! You just had to give this marriage to Amelia!"

My biological mother said this to my biological father, but she forgot.

When I first came back, she held my hand and spoke earnestly, "Amelia, this marriage was arranged for you when you were little. Of course, it should be you who fulfills it."

According to what I heard, when I was very young, Daniel's mother arranged our marriage agreement.

Sadly, she passed away from illness later, and her only regret before she died was not seeing us grow up.

During the years I was missing, Celeste had the opportunity to marry Daniel as a Blackwood daughter. But Daniel's grandfather and my father both insisted on waiting for my return, which led to the current situation.

"You scoundrel!"

"Tell me honestly, are you divorcing because of Celeste!" Daniel's grandfather was furious, grabbing a water cup and throwing it at Daniel.

Daniel didn't dodge or avoid it, kneeling rigidly, his resolve firm.

I entered before Daniel could speak. "Grandpa."

Daniel's grandfather saw me and was both surprised and pleased, but then his old face creased into a frustrated frown, clearly helpless in the face of the situation.

My mother's face lit up with joy when she saw me. "Amelia! My dear daughter! Anyway, you and Daniel were never truly together.

How about we take this opportunity to quietly get a divorce, and let your sister marry him.

Publicly, we'll say it was a prank, how does that sound?

This way, everyone will be happy, and it won't damage the relationship between the two families."

Everyone held their breath, waiting for my decision.

I simply smiled faintly and placed the fruit I had specially bought for Grandpa on the table.

"Grandpa, I need to talk to Daniel. Can I borrow him for a few minutes?"

Daniel's grandfather immediately scolded Daniel. "You scoundrel! Did you hear that! Amelia wants to talk to you!"

Celeste stood in front of me, looking indignant. "What are you going to do to Daniel now?"

I ignored Celeste, turned my head, and gave Daniel a sweet smile. "Darling, let's talk, shall we?"

Celeste's face darkened.

At the end of the hallway.

Daniel followed me out.

The real-life Daniel was different from the one in my dreams.

In reality, he was always cold and distant towards me; our lives hardly intersected.

Before he could speak, I laid out my terms. "I agree to divorce you, but I have a condition."

"You need to act like you're deeply in love with me, and that I'm the one who's lost interest and wants the divorce. If you can do that, we can officially divorce in a month."