로그인Eliza and Connor had been the absolute dream couple, from high school sweethearts to walking down the aisle. Everyone envied what they had. Then came the fifth year of their marriage, and Connor cheated. Eliza did not scream or throw a scene. She simply placed the stack of unmistakable photos on his home office desk and said calmly, “Either she leaves, or I leave with the kids.” It was the very first real hardship their marriage had ever faced. In the end, Connor chose his family. On the surface, life seemed to return to normal. Connor started going home on time every single night, took an active interest in the kids, and treated Eliza with respect. Yet, a rift now stood between them, and they could never go back to the way things used to be. One afternoon, Eliza wrapped up an interview early and decided to drop by the preschool to surprise her children. As she arrived at the front gates, she spotted her five-year-old twins, Leo and Maya. They were laughing happily as they threw themselves into the arms of a slender woman in a beige dress. The woman bent down, opening her arms to wrap the twins in a tight hug, her face beaming with affection. Eliza froze in her tracks. Her heart skipped a beat. Sofia? What was Sofia—the very woman Connor had cheated on her with—doing there? Before Eliza could even process the sight, the scene unfolding right before her eyes made her blood run cold.
더 보기Time went by, and in the blink of an eye, three years had passed.It was yet another quiet night. Having processed the final document, Connor rubbed his temples.The kids were already fast asleep, and Hazel had turned in for the night as well. The house felt empty and so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat.He walked over to the liquor cabinet and poured a glass of whiskey. Without adding ice, he downed it in one gulp. The burning liquid slid down his throat, yet it failed to warm his icy chest.He turned on the television and aimlessly flipped through the channels, solely to dispel the suffocating silence. A certain international channel was broadcasting an awards ceremony live. Men and women dressed in suits and gowns, dazzling crystal chandeliers, and thunderous applause filled the screen. Uninterested, he was just about to change the channel when the host read out a name and an award.“The International War Correspondent of the Year is… Ms. Esther Lowry!”Following
He sobbed so hard his whole body convulsed. Several times, he lost consciousness from the suffocating grief and excruciating pain, only to be revived by the accompanying medical team.Every time he woke up, he would go right back to clutching her body, softly calling out her name. His eyes were hollow, as if his soul had been ripped away, leaving behind nothing more than a weeping shell.In the end, faced with the dual pressure of the search and rescue team and the deteriorating security situation, his bodyguards and the doctor sedated him. They dragged him away from her side and pulled him away from that riverbank.Before he left, he held onto that battered press badge with a death grip, clinging to it like it was his last hope. Even on the flight back to Mauricia, he sat as still as a statue, clutching the clear evidence bag containing the press badge in his hand. He did not shed another tear. His eyes were painfully dry as he stared out the window at the sea of clouds, watching
The private jet took off once again, soaring through the clouds, toward the very place that had swallowed all of his hope. This time, Connor brought the top medical team and the most elite search-and-rescue squad, sparing no expense whatsoever.Stepping onto the soil of Evia once more, the war seemed even deadlier than before. However, Connor ignored every attempt to stop him. Disregarding his own unhealed injuries, he led the team to the site of the incident.It was a rugged mountain road, with a cliff on one side. The signs of a crash were clearly visible: charred vegetation, scattered car parts, and, at the edge of the cliff, harrowing drag marks and large patches of dried blood stains. Connor stood at the edge of the cliff, staring down into the bottomless, fog-shrouded river valley below. A sudden violent dizziness washed over him. It felt as if an invisible hand had seized his heart, squeezing so tightly that he could not breathe.“Go! Follow the river valley and search both
In the days that followed, Connor worked on soothing the traumatized children while taking action on Sofia.Not only did he hand over evidence of her child abuse, but he also used his influence to unearth all of her past vile schemes, including how she had staged set-ups to frame Eliza and how she had paid off the paparazzi. He sent every last bit of evidence directly where it belonged.In the end, Sofia was sent to prison on multiple charges, her reputation ruined. Her days behind bars were guaranteed to be anything but easy.Yet, Connor felt no relief whatsoever. Every day, he dialed the satellite phone number provided by the news agency, even though he never got through.He wrote long letters after long letters, pouring out his remorse, his yearning, as well as the children’s changes and hopes, mailing them to any potential location where she might be working. Every letter went unanswered; some were even returned to him unopened.He attempted to pressure the news agency’s high-






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