Mitchell felt a sharp, relentless pain in his chest, guilt weighing down on him so heavily that it seemed like it would crush him. But no matter what, he had to find Heather. As long as he didn't say it was over, their relationship wasn't truly finished.He gathered what little strength he had left and dialed Heather's number. But again and again, the call went unanswered.In desperation, he tried reaching her through WhatsApp, but to no avail. Heather had blocked him on every contact.Mitchell stared at his phone, feeling completely helpless, a wave of panic threatening to take over. Where could Heather have gone? Heather's father, Ian Longstaff, had remarried after her mother passed away and had a new child. Heather had even been deceived by Ian's new wife and almost ended up in a dangerous situation in a remote area. After being saved, their relationship was colder than ever, and Heather would never turn to Ian for help.Mitchell spent hours tracking down contact det
Mitchell had thought everything was perfectly planned, especially since he hadn't fallen out of love—he was just having a little fun with Bethany. He believed it wouldn't cause any issues. Vanessa kept talking, her words incessant. "Bethany's pregnancy is safe. She's carrying the Bennetts' bloodline, so your father and I agreed to keep her for now. Since Heather decided to leave without telling you, it means there's no turning back. You and Bethany are legally married, and now she's pregnant with your children. You should stop looking for Heather.""No!" Mitchell shot back, his voice filled with urgency. He snatched the phone out of Vanessa's hands. "I won't stop looking for her. She only blocked me, but she wouldn't block you..." The phone rang for what felt like forever, and then, finally, Heather's ethereal voice answered. "Hello?" Mitchell's body shook with emotion, his blood staining Vanessa's phone. His voice was hoarse and trembling. "Heather, it's me..." But th
Bethany's face shifted from pale to red, then to an alarming shade of purple as she struggled, her mind gripped by a terrifying thought.Mitchell really seemed to want to kill her.Vanessa entered just in time to witness this scene, letting out a horrified scream.It was then that Mitchell regained a bit of his sanity, and the pressure in his hands loosened. He looked down at Bethany, her eyes wide with terror, and demanded in a slow, deliberate voice, "Why was it you who showed up at the wedding? And how did you get Heather's wedding ring?"For days, Mitchell had been consumed by the search for Heather, his mind unable to focus on anything else. But now, as he faced Bethany again, the questions he had buried rushed back.Bethany was trembling uncontrollably, and in her fear, she spilled everything that had happened after Mitchell left her place on the morning of their wedding day."I didn't get the ring until after you left. A courier delivered it, and the wedding planners calle
Mitchell returned to Kennethville two days later.It was clear that Heather had already left Luiston, and staying there would be futile. He figured returning to Kennethville made more sense. The Bennetts' roots were in this town, and it would be easier to gather information here. He resorted to his old tactics, sending people to follow Susan, hoping to find another lead on Heather's whereabouts. But Susan was already onto him. She was the one who had told Heather he was coming.Mitchell, realizing he could not get any information from her, began to reach out to everyone who had known Heather, not letting a single lead slip by.The situation escalated quickly. More and more people were contacting Heather, trying to get any clue about her location. From those conversations, Heather finally pieced together the story behind the mess. It was all Mitchell's doing—he had stirred up this entire situation just to find her.Whenever someone approached her, Heather's response was always the
Several hours earlier, when Mitchell received Heather's message, he almost thought he was hallucinating.Mitchell stared at the notification for over a minute, frozen in disbelief, before it hit him—this wasn't a dream.He didn't even open the message right away. His heart swelled with hope, imagining that perhaps Heather had forgiven him. Why else would she message him first?He eagerly replied with several texts of his own, but all of them went unanswered, vanishing into the void. The initial joy he felt evaporated, replaced by a creeping sense of panic.Mitchell clung to his phone, waiting. An hour passed, then two... He waited from dawn until dusk, but Heather's reply never came.Finally, the phone slipped from his stiff hands and crashed onto the floor, the screen shattering into pieces.Picking it up, Mitchell's fingers trembled as he finally opened the message from Heather.The moment he saw the content, his breath hitched, and an indescribable pain surged through him. Th
Bethany's expression froze, the joy in her eyes vanishing as sheer panic took its place. The terror she felt was laid bare in front of Mitchell, and in that moment, it looked almost comical.Though it was the height of summer, Bethany felt a chill crawl over her skin, a chill that had nothing to do with the weather. She had already experienced the madness that Mitchell could descend into for Heather's sake, twice now, and the fear of reliving it a third time made her stomach turn.Bethany tried to put on her most innocent, harmless expression. She couldn't let Mitchell know that she had sent those messages to Heather, though she was grateful she had already deleted the chat history. Trying to steady her trembling body, she spoke in the calmest tone she could muster, "Mitchell, what are you talking about? I haven't been in contact with Heather. Whatever she knows… it must've come from someone else."Without warning, Mitchell grabbed Bethany's wrist and yanked her phone from her han
Bethany quickly lost consciousness from the blood loss.Mitchell stood by, his gaze cold and detached, not a trace of sympathy in his eyes. The only hint of emotion that flashed across his face was when Bethany exposed his deepest, most uncomfortable thoughts, leaving him momentarily embarrassed. He had already learned from Heather's messages that she knew about his affair long before Bethany had taunted her. But Mitchell wasn't about to apologize to Bethany, the so-called "cause of it all". He would do that in person with Heather, but Bethany had no right to pretend she was blameless.The maid, trembling with fear, made a few calls. Within minutes, Vanessa and the ambulance arrived at the villa.Ryder came along too, and when he saw the bloodstains covering the floor, his rage boiled over. He slapped Mitchell across the face with all his might."You idiot! Haven't you made enough of a mess these past few days? Now you want to kill Bethany along with the babies?!" Mitchell's fa
Mitchell woke up groggily the next afternoon. The plates of spaghetti on the table had long since clumped together into an unrecognizable mess, and the floor was littered with overturned bottles of alcohol. The stifling summer heat amplified the pungent stench of stale liquor and souring food, creating an unbearable atmosphere. Yet, Mitchell seemed oblivious. He blended into the chaos of his surroundings, his hollow gaze reflecting the disarray within him. Day after day passed like this, a lifeless routine. There was still no news of Heather. Bethany, who had once loudly insisted on involving the police, had fallen strangely silent. Mitchell guessed Vanessa had made some kind of deal with her, though he couldn't bring himself to care. What he couldn't ignore, however, was the fallout. In Kennethville, Mitchell and the Bennetts' reputation had plummeted. Vanessa, fed up with his spiraling behavior, tried repeatedly to encourage him to pull himself together. When her effor
Under Mitchell's leadership, Bennett Corporation slowly but surely took control of half of Kennethville's economy. He began expanding the business internationally, with the first stop being Buleesia. The old rumors about Mitchell's desperate search of Heather had all but disappeared—no one dared bring them up anymore.In fact, people now praised his devotion to Heather, as if they had completely forgotten about the affair he had right before his wedding, or the fact that he had gotten another woman pregnant.With enough power in his hands, the slanderous whispers faded away. Mitchell felt the weight of that power firsthand, but it didn't bring him any joy. Or rather, since the day Heather left, he had lost the right to be happy.He had wronged Heather, and according to the promises he had made, he was supposed to live a life of loneliness, far removed from happiness.For a long time, Mitchell didn't pay attention to where Heather had gone. He only learned, in passing, that her ne
After returning to Buleesia from Kennethville, Heather no longer had to deal with the disturbances from those who had once claimed to be her friends. Life gradually returned to a peaceful rhythm.Meanwhile, back in Kennethville, Mitchell remained in a state of numbness after Heather left. He existed like a soulless shell, moving through life without purpose.Vanessa was torn between anger and sympathy. The poised woman she used to be now cursed like a street hag wherever she went.When Ryder walked into Mitchell's hospital room, he saw the pitiful sight of both Mitchell and Vanessa. It sparked a fury in him. He grabbed Mitchell by the collar and yanked him out of the bed, landing two sharp slaps across his face. Blood dripped from Mitchell's lip as Ryder's angry voice echoed in his ears."Mitchell, look at yourself! Do you think acting like this will make Heather come back? She wouldn't even spare you a second glance now."If you keep going down this path, you'll just become a j
Vanessa, waiting outside, had an uneasy feeling rise in her chest the moment she saw Colin walk in. So, when Heather and Colin decided to leave, Vanessa didn't hesitate for a second and blocked their path."Heather, you're leaving already? Is this person your friend?"Heather's patience with Vanessa was a little more than with Mitchell, but that was only in comparison to him. Ever since that night at the Bennetts' manor, when Heather had heard their conversation in the study, she couldn't bring herself to be kind to Vanessa anymore. Facing Vanessa's rude question, Heather responded coolly, keeping it strictly formal, "My issues with Mitchell are over. And this is my boyfriend, Colin."Colin greeted Vanessa politely, but Vanessa wasn't in the mood to respond. Instead, a trace of resentment began to build in her, and her voice carried a hint of irritation."Heather, you and Mitchell broke up less than two months ago, and you already… Can't you see how much he's suffered these pas
"Yes, I would! To me, you're the most important person!"Mitchell didn't hesitate for a second before answering, his voice firm.At his words, Heather's lips curled into a bitter smile that cut through Mitchell like a knife. The sharpness of her expression stung him deeply. She showed him no mercy and gave an answer that was the complete opposite of Mitchell's."You wouldn't. You don't want to let me go, but you're addicted to the thrill Bethany gives you. If you didn't enjoy it, you wouldn't have been so happy when you found out she was pregnant."You're only saying this now because you know I'm leaving you. Deep down, your only regret is not hiding your affair better."If you could turn back time, I bet you'd keep Bethany as far away from me as possible—preferably so far we'd never cross paths. That way, you could have both of us."Mitchell's face turned as pale as a ghost, as though the deepest, most hidden thoughts inside him had been exposed.He clenched his fists, trying
With renewed determination, Mitchell no longer needed Vanessa's pressure. He took the initiative to request a full-body checkup and faithfully followed his medication and IV treatments every day.His condition slowly improved, but after just three days, he decided to discharge himself from the hospital. He had workers expand a greenhouse in the suburbs, working overtime to enlarge the space. Then, he instructed his assistant to purchase over a hundred pear trees and plant them inside. He even brought in a skilled craftsman to adjust the temperature, ensuring that the pear trees would continue blooming throughout this period. On top of that, Mitchell had a ring custom-made, planning to propose to Heather again the moment she returned. This time, he swore he would never betray her again.A week flew by in the blink of an eye. Mitchell spent the entire day shadowing Vanessa, eagerly awaiting Heather's call. He had already instructed Vanessa to let Heather know the location where
"Mitchell, you have to wake up. If you wake up, I'll swallow my pride and beg Heather to come see you." Vanessa's voice wavered, full of desperation. "But if you stay unconscious like this, you'll never get the chance to see her again..."Maybe it was Vanessa's words that finally got through to him. With a deep, strained breath, Mitchell struggled awake, gripping Vanessa's hand with what little strength he had left. "Mom... I want to see Heather..." Those words seemed to drain every ounce of energy from him. Destiny had tried to lure Heather back, yet even saying that Ian was gravely ill had failed to move her. Mitchell didn't know what more he could possibly do. Vanessa had always treated Heather like a daughter, and Heather, so soft-hearted, had always been so kind to her. Maybe this time, Vanessa really could convince Heather to return.Looking at Mitchell's anguished expression, Vanessa hesitated for a moment before agreeing to immediately call Heather, her resolve weaken
The woman was Destiny Longstaff. She was Heather's half-sister, born of a different mother. Vanessa had grown increasingly frustrated watching Mitchell waste away, consumed by thoughts of Heather. He looked like a shadow of his former self, a zombie going through the motions.Every attempt to pull him out of his misery had failed, and in desperation, she remembered Heather's younger sister, who was three years her junior. Destiny was the product of an affair Ian had while Heather's mother was still alive. After Heather's mother passed away, Ian married Destiny's mother, making Destiny Heather's half-sister.When Vanessa saw the photos, she noticed a faint resemblance—Destiny shared a few features with Heather, though the similarity wasn't striking. Without hesitation, Vanessa made a decision. She struck a deal with the Longstaff family, promising them certain benefits in exchange for Destiny's cooperation. Her job was to get close to Mitchell and help him heal from the emoti
Mitchell woke up groggily the next afternoon. The plates of spaghetti on the table had long since clumped together into an unrecognizable mess, and the floor was littered with overturned bottles of alcohol. The stifling summer heat amplified the pungent stench of stale liquor and souring food, creating an unbearable atmosphere. Yet, Mitchell seemed oblivious. He blended into the chaos of his surroundings, his hollow gaze reflecting the disarray within him. Day after day passed like this, a lifeless routine. There was still no news of Heather. Bethany, who had once loudly insisted on involving the police, had fallen strangely silent. Mitchell guessed Vanessa had made some kind of deal with her, though he couldn't bring himself to care. What he couldn't ignore, however, was the fallout. In Kennethville, Mitchell and the Bennetts' reputation had plummeted. Vanessa, fed up with his spiraling behavior, tried repeatedly to encourage him to pull himself together. When her effor
Bethany quickly lost consciousness from the blood loss.Mitchell stood by, his gaze cold and detached, not a trace of sympathy in his eyes. The only hint of emotion that flashed across his face was when Bethany exposed his deepest, most uncomfortable thoughts, leaving him momentarily embarrassed. He had already learned from Heather's messages that she knew about his affair long before Bethany had taunted her. But Mitchell wasn't about to apologize to Bethany, the so-called "cause of it all". He would do that in person with Heather, but Bethany had no right to pretend she was blameless.The maid, trembling with fear, made a few calls. Within minutes, Vanessa and the ambulance arrived at the villa.Ryder came along too, and when he saw the bloodstains covering the floor, his rage boiled over. He slapped Mitchell across the face with all his might."You idiot! Haven't you made enough of a mess these past few days? Now you want to kill Bethany along with the babies?!" Mitchell's fa