Chapter 5 ~ Love and happiness ~

In the middle of the City, on the highest building's top floor.

Inside the office, Aubrey Knight was standing with a cigarette in

His hand was half-finished.

You could see the entire City in front of a large glass window from that spot. Behind him, a woman was sitting in the middle of his office sofa,

She was sobbing like she had lost her soul. But Aubrey was emotionless. On his face, nothing could be found.

Anything other than irritating expressions. In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore and looked around and glared at the woman.

That woman looked at him like he had wronged her; it ruined her entire face with her tears; her heavy makeup was a mess. If someone suddenly looks at her, that person might fear death.

Seeing he looked at her with raised eyebrows, she stopped her cry immediately.

"Say what you want to say, but don't always behave like this,” Aubrey said like he was glaring at her.

"Aubrey, how could you do this to our child and me," Charlotte said pitifully.

"You know better than anyone why I agreed with this marriage;

Also, I already warned you that if you don't want this child, abort it " he pointed toward her abdomen with his finger.

"What are you saying? I love you, of course; I want our child. But Aubrey, don't forget this is also your child. So how could you say you don't want him?”

Charlotte acts like his words hurt her very much.

"Huh, I don't remember how I created him, so how can I forget this," from Aubrey's voice, anyone could tell he meant it.

"Aubrey, even if you don't remember, you can't change the fact he is yours," She said seriously, but nobody knew what she was hiding behind her pretending face.

"He is still alive because he is mine," Saying that, he strides away from the office, leaving Charlotte alone. Just as the office door closed behind Aubrey, Charlotte's face changed in a second.

"Ella, don't think about winning just because you married him? Because he will never leave his child and his child's mother," she said while gritting her teeth.

She stood up and left the office. Then, coming downstairs, she called one person, "he might still doubt if this is his child or not."

"Don't worry, even if he has doubts, he can't do anything; after all, it's him, no matter how much he wants to prove," a voice answered her mockingly.

"But he still doesn't have any affection toward this child. So what if he ignores his existence, even though he thinks this is his blood," Charlotte said worriedly.

"You're right; because of that bitch king's sister, we can't go against him; we shouldn't go against the kings; otherwise, if our master card fails, we're finished,"

That voice said while thinking about how the king's daughter ruined their entire plan.

"Come to our secret place. I'll think of something."

"Okay, I'll come now," Charlotte said as she got inside her car and "go" before she left.

Inside the building, Aubrey was standing on the office terrace, looking toward the sky.

Thinking about how life changed, even he wants to deny he can't. After that night, he felt like it strained him. His whole youth,

He carefully saved himself for the person he always wanted. He left his career dream and became an entrepreneur to chase his happiness. But he was left behind because of that one night.

He wanted to give her everything she wanted, her whole life, love, and happiness, but now only he could provide her humiliation, hurt, and nothing she desired; he couldn't even look into her eyes because of guilt.

How could he bring anyone any happiness? So now he has the only mantra: shouldn't he take her down with him if he can't give her joy?

He failed. He gave a pitiful smile himself, Footsteps stooped behind him.

"your wife might go to your wedding house soon, so I think you should welcome her. Otherwise, the king's brothers might break your legs.

Soon; you already ran away from the wedding hall immediately after your marriage,

Leave her alone to face everyone. If you feel sad for her, go there for her; even if you can't do anything better with your foul mouth, show you're at least present there." Aubrey looked behind at the person who was advising his legs. That.

The person is none other than his assistant, who is also his best friend, Lucas. Aubrey gave a deadly glare at him, which Lucas ignored.

"What, do you think I'm kidding right now? At the wedding hall, you might stay inside your world, but I saw how your wife's king brothers.

"Giving you a look that they were saying they wanted to kill you," Lucas said while showing him with his eyes.

Aubrey scratched his head in guilt. But, of course, he knows better than anyone that the king's brother wanted to skin him alive.

But what can he do? Can't they reject their stubborn sister at the unreasonable request, but no, they won't? He tried to escape their marriage, but these three were too much.

They pushed him to his dead-end until he agreed to marry.

Deep down, he knew if he didn't want that, no one could ever force

him, but he was too arrogant to agree to that to himself and vent his frustration on her.

Like now, he wanted to go home but held himself back; he could not keep any hope. He knows no one will ever accept him with a secret like a child with another woman.

That is why he never wants to go close to her; he wants to keep the perfect prince charming image in front of her. So now he only left this.