"Yes. Can I help you?" Calla nodded, not recognizing the girl.The girl pulled out an ID card from her bag, glanced at it, then looked up to compare the picture with Calla's face before smiling. "You stayed at our hotel a week ago. You were in a rush and left your ID at the front desk."Realization suddenly hit Calla as she looked at the ID the girl handed over.Calla had cried her heart out when Sophie visited her that day. Alicia called her right then. Instead of meeting outside, they found a hotel near the cafe where they could stay for the afternoon.As Calla hadn't needed her ID in the past few days, she didn't even realize she had left it at the hotel."Thank you. By the way, how did you know I live here?" Calla accepted the ID and asked curiously.The girl put on a small smile. "The hotel is nearby. I saw you enter this neighborhood when I passed by last time, so I asked the security guard at the entrance. He told me your unit number.""I see," Calla said gratefully. Losi
Mercer seemed to recall something the next moment. He let go of Calla's hand, stormed over to the couch, and grabbed Calla's bag before fishing out her phone."What are you doing with my phone?" Calla asked, unsure of Mercer's intentions. She moved to snatch it back.Mercer raised his arm, making it impossible for Calla to reach the phone. After a brief struggle, she realized she couldn't get it back no matter what. Knowing there were no secrets on her phone, she crossed her arms over her chest and sat on the couch, deciding not to fight.However, her initial attempt to take the phone made Mercer even more suspicious. He opened the phone, first checking the messages and then the call log.When he saw the call log, Mercer's expression grew darker. He held the phone to Calla's face, demanding, "What's this?"Calla glanced dismissively at the call log. It showed Harlan's name. There were five or six calls between them over the past few days.Knowing Mercer was jumping to conclusio
Mercer's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he noticed everything happening from the corner of his eye.The car continued to drive out to the suburbs and suddenly took the winding road up Butterfly Hill, a well-known location outside Riverford.Seeing the car heading up the mountain, Calla exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you taking me to Butterfly Hill?"Mercer, resting with his eyes closed, ignored Calla's question.Calla had no choice but to address Simon, who was driving. "Mr. Beck, stop the car. I want to get out!"With a conflicted expression, Simon replied, "Mrs. Garland, I can't stop the car without Mr. Garland's orders."Calla's face turned pale with anger at those words. However, she knew there was nothing she could do. She decided to remain silent and see what Mercer was up to.After more than half an hour on the road, the car—nearing the summit—suddenly turned into what appeared to be a neighborhood of villas.Located at the peak of Butterfly Hill, the area was dense with
As Mercer said, Jasmine arrived at the mountain villa with Calla's personal belongings that evening.Jasmine cooked egg pasta for Calla's dinner. However, Calla was too angry to have any appetite.Dawn arrived after a restless night.Calla stood by the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, overlooking the entire courtyard. As the weather in the mountains was much colder than in the city, she had a robe draped over her shoulders. The rays from the morning sun in the mountains were particularly beautiful and serene, but she was in no mood to appreciate it.The Othopian-styled villa had luxurious decor and furniture. Even the crystal glasses for drinking water were imported. The floors were covered with wool rugs. Although it was midsummer in Riverford, it was damp and cold on the mountaintop. At night, Calla had to cover herself with thick blankets to stay warm.Mercer had certainly found an exquisite cage to lock her in.Besides loneliness and solitude, Calla also felt
Raising her eyes to look at the pitch-black sky outside, Calla wondered how she was going to get through this long night on an empty stomach. If she had known this protest would be so difficult, she would have hidden some food in the residence in advance, so she could sneak a bit at night and not feel so miserable.Calla touched her belly and quietly comforted the baby inside her. "My child, you must hold on! It's all your foolish mother's fault for not having a proper strategy."Seeing Calla continue her resistance, Jasmine finally had no choice but to leave the room with the food. Calla could only look out into the endless night and sigh.When Calla's stomach was growling with hunger at around 8:30 pm, there was suddenly the sound of heavy footsteps outside, and then the door was kicked open.Startled, Calla looked up, only to see Mercer glumly storming in.Mercer's first sentence upon getting to the bedside was, "Are you using my child as an excuse for you to act out?"Calla
Calla was stunned when she heard those words.Mercer had come fully prepared! Once again, she had underestimated him. She was left speechless this time."B-But you should still let me contact them… I'm sure they'll get suspicious if I disappear for too long."Under Mercer's intense gaze, Calla, for some reason, found herself changing her demands from leaving to just being allowed to contact her mother and sister.Mercer lowered his head and glanced at his watch. "Alright. But it's late now. You can call your family and Alicia tomorrow morning. However, Jasmine must be present. Calla, don't try anything, or their lives will be a living hell."Calla knew he meant what he said. He could easily have someone intimidate her mother and sister, and they wouldn't be able to handle it. As for Alicia, she would live a hard life if she were to be fired.Calla realized that even if she told them about her situation, they couldn't help her and would only end up getting involved in her trouble
Mercer’s face darkened as he cast a glance at her before turning and leaving in a huff.Jasmine quickly ran out to see him off.After they left, Calla continued chewing her food while slapping a soft pillow, cursing, "Mercer, you bastard… Bastard!"After seeing Mercer off, Jasmine came back into the room and hesitantly asked, "Mrs. Garland, d-do you really have to do this? Mr. Garland is—""Don’t mention him to me again." Calla interrupted.Jasmine shook her head and left the room.From that day on, Calla began to try living peacefully here. Every morning, she would have Jasmine accompany her for walks in the nearby woods or by the creek, enjoying the fresh mountain air. At noon, she would lie on a lounge chair on the terrace, basking in the sun. In the evenings, she would sit by the bay window to watch the stars.In her free time, Calla would take out her books to study for the Certified Public Accountant exam. Her great ambition to become a public accountant had been put on
Mercer's lips curled slightly when he heard that Calla had gained weight. He seemed satisfied with the result. "Thank you for your hard work. Jasmine, see them out," he said.After the doctors and nurses packed up their equipment, they left with Jasmine.Mercer approached the bed, glanced at Calla, and then at her prominent belly. He reached out to touch it, but Calla swatted his hand away irritably."Don't touch me," she hissed."Do you think I'm interested in touching you? I just want to feel my child," Mercer retorted immediately.Calla's face flushed at his words. She then suppressed her anger and calmly said, "Mercer, since the person you love has returned, why don't you just divorce me? Even if we divorce, I can still safely give birth to your child. You can't marry the one you love without divorcing me. Do you really want to see her in pain?"Calla didn't understand why Mercer was doing this. Was it simply because she had angered him and he wanted to protect his pride as a