After being abandoned by my indifferent husband and son, I returned with my daughter, and they regretted crying.
Married into an elite family for three years,
I left with my unborn child, disappearing into a distant land.
Years later, I returned to find my former husband and son begging for forgiveness.
I sneered, “I only have one child.”
**1**
“Alright, you can go.”
Julian was off to see Celeste again. I had just stepped through the front door of our house. He was carrying large bags, so many that an uninformed person would think he was moving in with her.
He looked surprised, as if he couldn’t believe his own eyes. “How come you’re not even
asking questions anymore?”
My face was expressionless, but inside, a whirlwind of emotions churned. “What’s the point of asking? I’ve been asking for three years, has anything changed?”
Julian, however, poked his head back through the doorway, a flattering smile plastered on his face. “Mia, are you in a good mood today?”
“Could you let Caleb go visit Celeste?”
The motion of me changing my shoes paused slightly. After a moment of silence, I
nodded.
“You agreed?!”
I once thought I would never relent. Julian actually wanted my son, Caleb, to get closer to
that woman. How ironic. I was his lawful wife, the one he officially married.
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Yet he wanted to take the child I bore with so much difficulty and give him to his
mistress. Just because she liked him.
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“Celeste doesn’t ask for anything. She just loves the child.”
“We’ll have more children later.”
He wrapped his arms around me from behind, but I offered no response. He probably forgot that when Caleb was born, we were dirt poor.
The only shelter we had was a ramshackle hut my mom put together from whatever
scraps we could find, the door cobbled together from salvaged planks. That winter, he had to go out for business.
I hid there, shivering from the cold, gritting my teeth and struggling for three days and
three nights to give birth to Caleb. After that, we struggled through countless hardships, and my body was never the same.
Julian always said he owed me, promised he’d give me the grand wedding ceremony we
never had. The wedding did happen, but he just ended up owing me even more.
I was numb to the blatant lies that just rolled off his tongue. My family passed away that
winter.
I broke free from his grasp, turning to grab a beer from the fridge. “Go. Caleb’s things are
already packed.”
Julian’s expression was complex. After a long pause, he looked at me and spoke, “Mia, don’t play mind games like those elite wives in Grandview City.”
“Don’t pull any tricks on me.”
“Otherwise…”
He scowled, turned, and disappeared into the darkness. I watched his retreating back, wanting to scream. Celeste’s manipulations were so obvious, yet you were completely blind
to them.
**2**
