Chapter 3
Bryce and I once had a child, too.
But it was my first pregnancy, and I didn’t even know it myself.
Back then, I was still clinging to my loyalty to Bryce, refusing to
give up. I spent an entire night outside the hotel where he and
Karley were staying, crying until dawn.
It wasn’t until morning that I saw him with my own eyes, his arm
around Karley, his hand shamelessly resting on her backside as
he ushered her into the passenger seat.
Within moments, the two of them were tangled up in the car,
lost in each other.
That was the moment I lost control–white–knuckling the
steering wheel, screaming at the top of my lungs, and crashing
right into them.
That was when I lost the baby.
It was the fourth time I’d caught Bryce with her.
Bryce looked a little surprised, but never realized anything was
truly wrong.
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He just nodded absentmindedly and walked out the door again.
He didn’t come home for two days straight.
During those two days, the tabloids were flooded with his latest
scandals with Karley across the headlines.
I didn’t call. I didn’t text. Not even once.
Instead, I started selling off every property and piece of jewelry
I’d collected over the years.
In the first two years after we married, Bryce worked like a
madman, building up a fortune almost overnight.
Those were the honeymoon years–the time when we were most
in love.
Every property he bought, he put in my name.
He used to say he felt guilty, that I’d pulled him out of the
darkness and stood by him through every hardship.
Giving me enough money was the only way he could find peace
of mind.
In the end, he couldn’t give me enough love, but he gave me
more money than I could ever spend in a lifetime.
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With only five days left on my countdown, I drove out to the
suburbs.
There was still one villa left–the only property I hadn’t sold.
It was Bryce’s anniversary gift to me after we got married.
All our happiest vacations were spent there.
Even the baby, that villa held memories that nothing else could
replace.
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This time, I was only there to grab the deed and hand it over to
the realtor.
I drove through the villa community. It had been two years since
I’d set foot there, not since Bryce’s first affair.
Everything looked brand new. The little garden outside was
blooming with roses.
Puzzled, I got out of the car and unlocked the front door.
But before I could open it, someone opened it from inside.
“What is it, babe? Didn’t I just satisfy you, and now you want
more?”
It was Karley.
