Chapter 63No matter how many times I called, Enzo wouldn't pick up the phone. I could only send text messages, but he didn't reply either. I was furious, wanting to smash the phone in my hand, but as I raised the phone, I felt like crying, overwhelmed and exhausted to the point of tears.In the end, I didn't have the courage to smash the phone like someone in a fit of anger usually does. What was even more frustrating was that I couldn't rush back while Ron was in critical condition. Besides Ron, I had almost no one I could trust to ask for help.Seeing Ron's pale face made my heart go silent. It was at this moment that I realized how helpless and useless I was. Looking back, Ron had always been the one helping me. I had never done anything on my own."Ron, what should I do?" I covered my face, silently crying out of fear and exhaustion.I had sat by Ron's side for a long time, so long that I lost track of time and only noticed the sunset when I looked out the window.It was then tha
Chapter 64This villa had become very familiar to me. Of course, I also knew that Enzo could be anywhere within the mansion. The villa hadn't changed since I left. The only thing that had changed was the atmosphere here, which was very heavy and gloomy."Mr. Enzo is inside, madam," the maid led me to the bedroom and spoke gently. She didn't leave immediately but stood there, looking at me."Where are my children? I want to see them first and make sure they are safe," I held onto my hand tightly, speaking. Part of it was my concern for my children, and another part was my apprehension about facing Enzo.It was only now that the maid dropped her friendly demeanor and the fake smile. She spoke sternly, "Madam, you should understand that your children are also Mr. Enzo's children. Mr. Enzo cannot harm his own children. I hope you'll respect Mr. Enzo."I understood the maid's words very well. I knew that Enzo was the father of my children, but the only thing was that I didn't trust him. In
Chapter 65Both body and mind were exhausted; as soon as I reclined on the sofa, I fainted. My eyelids were heavy, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't open them. My whole body lacked strength, and even though my mind was somewhat alert, I couldn't do anything.I had wanted to persist until bringing Rollo home, but that was impossible."You're exhausted, Flora. Lately, you've been looking much thinner," were the words I could clearly hear before losing consciousness. Enzo said something else afterward, but I couldn't make it out.When I woke up, while my mental state had improved, my body ached and felt tired. The familiar bedroom appeared right in front of me. I gazed around in a daze, not knowing how long I had been asleep. The room remained shrouded in darkness."Rain?" I heard the sound of heavy rain outside, probably the reason I couldn't realize that it was now morning. As I was about to turn around to get out of bed, I discovered a strong arm from the person beside me wra
Chapter 66Rollo looked at me for a moment before shaking his head. "Dad didn't do anything, he just said he came to pick up Min." Rollo spoke, but I could hear a slight quiver in his voice as if he wanted to hide something. I hoped that what the boy said was true, and I also hoped that Enzo was here just to pick up Min and bring her back home."Alright... but why do you call Enzo 'dad'?" I asked. Since we had been at Enzo's mansion until I moved out, Rollo had always been very scared and avoided Enzo, never calling him 'dad,' and never daring to go with Enzo without me by his side.Rollo appeared confused, unsure of how to answer. He tried to avoid my gaze and stammered, "I... I... I don't know... Dad said he's my dad... and said that mom and dad had to be together to have me and Min..."I chuckled awkwardly when I heard that, not knowing what Enzo had told the boy. But what the boy said was entirely accurate; I knew that Enzo was trying to make Rollo aware of his identity and get hi
Chapter 67I think it might be because I haven't been spending time with Rollo lately, he may be feeling neglected and emotionally hurt."Rollo, would you like to go to the playground?" Rollo enjoys the playground for children near the apartment. But unlike his usual enthusiasm, Rollo just looked at me coldly without any expression and continued reading his book."Or would you like to go to the fast food restaurant? Do you want to go somewhere?" I continued to ask, smiling and sitting down next to Rollo, but he remained silent in response to my questions. Just when I didn't know what else to ask, I heard him say, "Mom doesn't have to pretend to care about me. Dad said you only care about your love and there will come a day when you'll abandon me.""Is that right?" Rollo looked at me and emphasized.I awkwardly chuckled and asked, "What are you saying, Rollo? Ron is also your father. He loves you very much. You know he's always there for you, besides me." This was the truth. Even thoug
Chapter 68I stared coldly at the man in front of me, eager to know where he derived his confidence and arrogance from after what he had done to Rollo and me.Enzo observed my reaction, chuckled lightly, and acted as if what he said was blatantly obvious. "So, Rollo must have told you, the little one must be quite curious about it. Do you have an explanation for him? You know, even though Rollo is just a child, he should understand what kind of woman his mother is, right?"He spoke as if he were shifting all the responsibility onto me and making it my fault that everything had turned out this way. "Me? How am I as a woman? Did you tell him that one day I would abandon him for love? Are you out of your mind, Enzo? I've wanted to distance myself from you, from crazies like you, so many times. Why can't you leave me be?"Enzo glared at me, and after hearing what I said, the smile on his face faded, replaced by a cold look in his eyes. Enzo's emotions and attitude were unusually volatile,
Chapter 69After that day, my son and I reconciled with each other, but ever since the little one spent the day with Enzo, he often exhibited unusual behavior. I'm not sure, but it's pretty different. My son wouldn't allow me to visit Ron in the hospital and didn't want to go with me either.Every time this happened, Rollo showed signs of worry and fear about something, and even though I tried to ask, he refused to answer. There were times when I got so angry and raised my voice, and then the boy would burst into tears, making it difficult for me to handle."What did you learn at school today?" I asked, recently noticing Rollo's poor mood. I thought Rollo was still just a child and shouldn't have such fluctuating emotions.Rollo paused eating, shaking his head silently, then spoke, "Mom... am I going to have to change schools? Actually, I want to go to the same school as Min, but... it seems that if I change schools, you won't be happy, right?"I was puzzled by what the boy said. I ha
Chapter 70Ron held my hand tightly and asked me again, "Why? You're not happy here either. Even though you say Enzo isn't harming you, I know he's always finding ways to bother you and Rollo. Why not come with me? I won't hurt you; you know what kind of person I am."I naturally knew that if Ron were a bad person, he would never have helped me for over six years, and he hadn't gained anything from helping me."I know, Ron. But this time, I can't go with you. You've helped me a lot, and I can't help you with anything in return," I said, unable to look him in the eye, so I couldn't see his current expression.Ron seemed unable to accept my vague reasons and asked again, but this time with a choked-up and reluctant tone. "Flora, I once said that I respected your decisions, and no matter what you decided, I would stand by your side, but... I also want to know the reason why you don't want to come with me."I looked at Ron's tired face, feeling guilty but unable to find a way to rectify t