On the fifth anniversary of my marriage to Vicente Buckley, he violated my trust by sleeping with my best friend Kinsley Gilmore, on our bed. Through the camera, my son Jamie Buckley's childish voice sounded. "Kinsley, I'll keep watch at the door. I won't let my mom come in!" As if rewarding him, Kinsley pecked Vicente and suggested, "Your son is great. Don't you think about having another child with Patricia?" Vicente responded by covering her face with a pillow, saying, "The scar on her belly disgusts me."
View MoreBefore they departed, Jamie leaned against the car window, not crying or making a scene. He just said with red eyes, "Mommy, can I call you if I miss you? If you find it annoying, I'll only call you once a month."I couldn't help but worry about him and nodded.It seemed like karma that Vicente's father only had Jamie as his grandchild.After going back, Jamie would be groomed as the future heir of the Buckley family.Staying with the Buckley family would be better for him than living with me.The car drove further and further away, eventually blending into the traffic and disappearing.Sofia looked up. "Mommy, Jamie broke his own Lego set. I saw it."I paused and then smiled with relief, "This kid is smarter than his dad. It must be because of my genes."Sofia rolled her eyes resignedly. "What are we having for dinner tonight?""Pasta.""Help!"Side Story:Vicente's POVThe day my mother jumped, I was downstairs, watching her turn into a mess of flesh and blood.They all
I pretended not to know his intentions and asked, "So has he seen someone else sit in this passenger seat? Kinsley?"Vicente awkwardly averted his gaze. "Patricia, I made a mistake, but you can't deny me a chance. I've reflected a lot in the past two years, and Jamie isn't so willful anymore. So..."I interrupted him, "So, two years later, Kinsley still showed up with a cake, chasing Jamie from Prodale to Casterview for his birthday, just because of her wishful thinking?"Vicente stumbled over his words. "After that night, she got pregnant with my child. But I asked her to have an abortion."My eyes widened in disbelief, and a wave of nausea overcame me. For the first time, I felt it wasn't worth it to have loved Vicente for nine years. "And why are you telling me this? To remind me of how I was hurt that day? Or to make me feel better with another woman's misfortune?""No." Vicente shook his head, a bit confused. "I just want to tell you that no one can replace you."I couldn't
After that incident, summer vacation approached. Vicente hadn't been around for a while, and Jamie stopped coming to my restaurant. I thought their drama had finally ended and that Sofia and I could return to our peaceful lives.But one day, as I returned home with a bag of shrimp, I couldn't find Sofia.I forced myself to calm down and called her teacher and the bookstore she frequented, but no one had seen her. Panicked, I ran out to call the police. In the hallway, I met Melina, my neighbor, who was carrying her grocery basket. Seeing me sweating with anxiety, she asked what was wrong. When she heard about Sofia's disappearance, she was even more flustered than me. "Patricia, I don't know if I should say this, but could it be that eligible bachelor who is chasing you took Sofia away?" she asked. I was stunned. "What?""The one who often drove to your restaurant to see you. He's chasing you, right?" she said.I understood who she meant, but before I could deny it, she con
I sighed and asked Sofia, "Do you want to have dinner with them?"Sofia cast a glance at Jamie, who was on the verge of tears, and said nonchalantly, "I'll leave it up to you."Jamie sat in the passenger seat, overjoyed, sneaking glances at me every now and then. Whenever I spoke with Sofia, he pouted, but he no longer threw himself on the ground and cried at every little thing. He had become much more sensible, but I had never disliked him for misbehaving, and I wouldn't love him for being sensible now.These days, Vicente had been rushing between Casterview and Prodale. Although Jamie had a butler to take care of him, he often came to my restaurant after school, sitting alone at the dining table doing his homework until closing time. Vicente didn't offer any explanation, and the Buckley family's butler would arrive on time to pick up their young master after I closed the restaurant.But in my eyes, they were just trying to gradually soften me up. I wasn't overflowing with materna
As I was leaving, Vicente said, "Think about it. A child at this age can't be without a mother." He added confidently with bright eyes, "Besides, you don't feel good about leaving Jamie, do you?"I thought deeply, but all the memories that surfaced were of Sofia.Her favorite vegetables were tomatoes and potatoes. She wasn't picky. The only food she hated was ginger, but that was okay because I didn't like it too. Her favorite color was blue, and she actually preferred dresses over shorts, but she was too proud to admit it.These little things had erased Jamie from my mind.I looked up, a natural smile on my lips. "You reminded me. I need to go back. My daughter hasn't eaten yet."Under Vicente's gaze with disbelief, I opened the door, got in the car, and drove home quickly.When I arrived, Sofia had finished her homework and was watching TV on the sofa alone.Seeing me, she moved her little legs and ran to the kitchen to serve me a bowl of risotto."Thank you," I said, inhalin
I sighed, knowing it wasn't about that.I used to love them and was willing to do those things for them. Now I didn't, so I didn't care if they were willing to do all this for me.When I saw Vicente, he was still on the phone, pinching the bridge of his nose with his fingertips, looking extremely tired.In the past, I would wait for him to finish his work before asking for what I needed.But now, I thought of Sofia being hungry alone at home.With that worry in my heart, everything else became inconsequential."Mr. Buckley," I said, standing in front of Vicente with a polite smile.He froze, said a few words to the person on the other end, and hung up. "What are you doing here?""Huh?" I shrugged. "Isn't it normal for me to return to my hometown after divorce? But why did you put aside your work in Prodale and come to Casterview?"Vicente stumbled over his words, his gaze deepening as he looked at me. I met his gaze boldly.After a moment of tension, Vicente looked away. "He
That night, Sofia knocked on my door, asking if she could sleep with me.As I tucked her in, I felt her trembling. "What's wrong?" I asked.Sofia peeked out from under the covers, saying in a muffled voice, "I watched the movie you mentioned, and it scared me."I chuckled and then soothed her, "Don't be afraid, Sofia. That's just a movie."From then on, Sofia often called me Mom. Soon, Sofia approached school age.One day, I received a call from her teacher, saying she'd gotten into a fight.On the way, I pondered various possibilities but couldn't fathom why Sofia, a precocious child with exceptional emotional control, had resorted to violence.Since I lived with her, that horror movie incident had been the only time she lost her composure. At other times, she was always calm. I wondered why she fought with others.At the school, the teacher had separated the two children. She explained that a little boy had seen Sofia's smartwatch background and insisted the person on it was
Kinsley looked at me and Jamie, awkwardly smiling, "Jamie, your mom is back, so I have to go."Jamie sat on the floor and cried loudly, "Let her go! I want Kinsley to stay. I want Kinsley to be my mom!"Though Jamie was only four and innocent, hearing him say that pained me deeply.Kinsley patted my shoulder. "Kids are like that. Don't take it personally."Vicente picked Jamie up from the floor, saying coldly, "Say that again, and you'll stand outside for an hour."Vicente's words were so stern that Jamie dared not to act up on the ground anymore.Jamie's sobs filled the suddenly quiet living room.Looking at this absurd charade, I thought of "The Emperor's New Clothes".If I didn't speak up, we could continue pretending to be a harmonious family.Vicente's career was getting better and better, and I could continue to be a rich lady of leisure.Kinsley was still my bestie who shared my worries and troubles.Even though Jamie misbehaved, he was still my son who I carried for ten months,
As I walked out of the courthouse on the day of my divorce from Vicente Buckley, the sky threatened to rain."Patricia." Vicente opened the passenger door of his car. "Let me take you home." Before I could respond, my son, Jamie Buckley, poked his smartwatch through the rear window. "Dad, Kinsley said she would make me nougats tonight. She's already bought groceries and is at our doorstep."Vicente frowned slightly and said, "Go inside."Jamie glared at me before reluctantly getting into the car."No, thanks," I replied firmly. "I won't interrupt your dinner."Vicente muttered to himself, "We can go to your favorite restaurant tonight."I gently reminded him, "Vicente, we're divorced now."He looked up, his eyes reddening momentarily before regaining composure. "Yeah, but we should part on good terms. Besides, it's been a while since our family of three..."I interrupted him, "That restaurant closed down two months ago. I told you about it."We used to love dining there when
As I walked out of the courthouse on the day of my divorce from Vicente Buckley, the sky threatened to rain."Patricia." Vicente opened the passenger door of his car. "Let me take you home." Before I could respond, my son, Jamie Buckley, poked his smartwatch through the rear window. "Dad, Kinsley said she would make me nougats tonight. She's already bought groceries and is at our doorstep."Vicente frowned slightly and said, "Go inside."Jamie glared at me before reluctantly getting into the car."No, thanks," I replied firmly. "I won't interrupt your dinner."Vicente muttered to himself, "We can go to your favorite restaurant tonight."I gently reminded him, "Vicente, we're divorced now."He looked up, his eyes reddening momentarily before regaining composure. "Yeah, but we should part on good terms. Besides, it's been a while since our family of three..."I interrupted him, "That restaurant closed down two months ago. I told you about it."We used to love dining there when...
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