LOGINOn my third wedding anniversary with Logan Archer, our housekeeper, Bianca Martinez, calls to tell us that she has to have both her legs amputated after saving Logan's grandmother from being hit by a truck. From that day on, Logan vows to take care of her. When she trembles from the excruciating pain, he shoves his arm into her mouth for her to bite on and stays by her side until she falls asleep. When she pounds her legs and berates herself for being so useless that she can't even go to the bathroom on her own, he rushes home from work, no matter how busy he is, to help her relieve herself. One day, when I tell Logan I'm pregnant, he looks at me wearily. "Get rid of it. Our main priority right now is to take good care of Bianca. We don't have time to raise a child." No matter how desperately I beg him, he still forces me to go to the hospital for an abortion. After lulling Bianca to sleep, he slips into my room and rasps out, "Honey, we owe Bee too much. Once she's all better, I'll definitely give you a child." Little does he know that, in my heart, he already belongs to my past, not my future.
View MoreKenneth placed his property deeds, car keys, and credit cards in front of Dad. "This is everything I own, Mr. Dixon. It's all for Vi. What do you think? "If these aren't enough, she can have every penny I earn from now on, too. I'll be making around 30 grand a day, which is more than enough for us to live comfortably."Dad laughed heartily. "Of course these aren't enough! My daughter will be the one wearing the pants in the future, right?" "That goes without saying," Kenneth answered without the slightest hesitation. …Kenneth and I held our wedding back home. Logan came alone to congratulate us. Even though he wore a relatively formal black suit, he no longer carried himself with the confidence he once had. In fact, there wasn't even a shadow of his former self left. He forced a smile. "Congratulations on your wedding, Vi."I smiled at him. "Thank you." He was like an old acquaintance I rarely kept in touch with. I didn't make much small talk with him. I simply arranged
Tears glistened in Logan's eyes. "We can have another baby. I can build you another house, exactly the way you want it!""You still don't get it." I reached out and slapped him hard across the face. "Does it hurt? You can't bring back what's been lost, and you can't repair what's been broken. Our relationship is no different. "Let's get divorced. I want you to stop pestering me as well. If you don't leave, I'll call the cops and have you deported!"Logan's expression turned bleak. I returned home and told the security guards to keep an eye on him and make sure no unwanted visitors got into the premises. Logan spent the entire day on his knees outside. The next morning, when I drew back the curtains, I could still see the familiar figure I never wanted to lay eyes on again. The security guards eventually drove Logan away, saying he was disrupting public order. After Logan returned home, I immediately received an email from him. It contained the signed divorce agreement and a l
Dad stroked my hair with a heart-wrenching look on his face. "My precious daughter has really grown up." Perhaps after losing a loved one, living in a different country from Dad, and discovering my husband's infidelity, I'd seen so much of life's harsh realities in the last three years that I'd simply gotten used to it all. I was slowly beginning to realize that what was lost was lost. There was no point in staying trapped in the past. When my house was burned down, I'd hated Logan and Bianca with every fiber of my being. I'd wished I could damn them to the worst fate imaginable. However, now, I was slowly making peace with a lot of things that had once weighed heavily on my heart. I knew that the only way forward was to stop looking back. Dad provided me with a comfortable life overseas. For the first time in a long while, I could finally be a child again. I was free from the burden of managing every little thing in a household. I began to learn everything I wanted to lear
There were days when Mrs. Archer Senior was confused and disoriented, and there were other days when she was perfectly lucid. She lived alone in a villa, with two housekeepers we'd hired to look after her. Bianca didn't have to worry about Mrs. Archer Senior's daily needs at all. Now that I was about to leave, it was only natural for me to visit Mrs. Archer Senior one last time. I bought a bunch of things and headed to Mrs. Archer Senior's villa. She held my hand and examined me closely before asking, "Who is this?" The housekeeper was all smiles. "She's your granddaughter-in-law." "Logan has a wife now? What a beautiful young woman." Mrs. Archer Senior was still as affectionate as ever, leading me inside to take a seat.I took out the medication she usually took and asked the caregiver when Bianca was with Mrs. Archer Senior. The housekeeper responded, "Bianca looks after Mrs. Archer Senior when the two of us are on leave. She also drops by from time to time. She's been






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