“Don’t hurry for now. Valerian still doesn’t know about this.”
“There are still some key company files in his hands.”
“After I take everything from him, then we can get ready for the divorce.”
After that, Eulalie kept talking about many other things.
She spoke about their plans for the future.
She talked about the good life ahead.
She said she would do all she could to protect this baby and to let Percy live the best life possible.
Those words, mixed with the cold winter wind, pressed into my chest little by little, like slow torture.
In the end, Eulalie held Percy’s hand.
She placed the safety lock that I once begged for, step by step, kneeling and bowing, around his neck.
“I’ve already given our baby a name, Asher.”
“It means together again and whole, joy and satisfaction.”
Asher… Asher…
So this baby was never mine.
So the small bit of love left behind was fake as well.
Back then, because of Eulalie’s words, I felt ashamed and couldn’t eat or sleep.
To show how much I loved her, I pushed through deep snow, bowing and kneeling one step at a time to pray for her safety lock.
I promised I would succeed.
I promised I would give her a stable life.
That unborn baby was proof of our affection.
It was the reason that kept me moving forward.
But now, Eulalie gave this safety lock to someone else.
She repaid what she owed the baby and me by handing it to the other man and her illegitimate child.
I took a slow breath, trying to act like it didn’t matter.
But Percy noticed me right away.
He laughed and said, “Sister Eulalie, your kept man is here again to watch over you.”
“If you ask me, some people should stop trying so hard to get attention, okay?”
He played with the safety lock, his face full of dislike.
“If you can’t please your own woman, don’t blame others for stepping in first.”
“Instead of crying and causing trouble here, you might as well go home and think about what you’ll do when you get kicked out one day.”
He was clearly trying to make me mad, wishing I would get into a loud fight with Eulalie.
But what he didn’t understand was that I had already stopped caring.
Once morning arrived, I would leave Louisiana and leave Eulalie.
By then, someone would naturally come and deal with the child in her stomach.
I took one final look at Eulalie and spoke calmly, without feeling, “Eulalie, you will regret this.”
“Because you forgot who it was that gave you everything you have.”
Eulalie wanted to speak, but Percy stopped her.
She kept on looking, and in the end, she still didn’t come after me.
She only left behind one sentence, “Wait for me. I’ll explain everything to you tomorrow.”
There would be no tomorrow.
The moonlight spread like water, laying pale light across the ground.
Dragging my tired body, I walked alone toward the port.
During the last few hours, I paid the nanny her salary and asked her to sort out the old things that Eulalie and I once shared.
After that, I stayed by myself and waited for sunrise.
When the morning light appeared, a private jet stopped in front of me.
“Eldest young master, I am here to take you back home.”
As the plane passed over the city, everything from the past slowly faded away.
From that moment on, Eulalie and I, separated by different lands, would never meet again for the rest of our lives.
….
While she was sleeping, Eulalie was suddenly pulled out of bed.
As a bowl of abortion medicine was forced down her throat, the child she had waited for so long quickly became a pool of ruined flesh.
She stared in angry fear at the men dressed in black who had broken into the hotel.
Just as she was about to speak, a newspaper was thrown down in front of her.
Staring carefully, it clearly said, “First son of the Gambling King enters marriage with the daughter of a shipping tycoon.”
“Many Vermont business owners announce withdrawal of funds and returning to Vermont; the Vargas Group is about to face a major loss.”
