Chapter 4

Bianca's POV

By the time my tears had run dry, Julius pushed open the bedroom door. I lifted my gaze and calmly looked at his enraged face. "Are you sure you can't find any surveillance footage from that day, Julius?"

He froze for a split second before he adopted a soothing tone. "That's all in the past now, Bee. Forget it. It'll only worsen your condition."

I laughed out loud, yet tears streamed uncontrollably down my face. "Julius Robles, I hate you. I hate both of you so much that I want to see you ripped apart limb from limb.

"All those days you claimed you were away on business, you were actually sleeping with Yvette, weren't you?

"If the two of you have been childhood sweethearts for 20 years, why the hell did you drag me into this and put me through all this suffering?"

Panic flashed in his eyes, but before he could say a word, Yvette beat him to it. "Since she's already aware of everything, let's stop hiding it from her."

Julius' expression changed drastically, and he tried to shove her out. Unfortunately, it was too late.

Yvette's voice echoed throughout the entire second floor. "Julius signed the letter of forgiveness as your husband because I was carrying his children, Emma and Elijah.

"It's true that we've known each other since childhood for 20 years, but we've also bickered for 20 years.

"So, out of spite, he chose to be with you. He took you as his wife as his way to atone for his sins and make it up to you for the rest of your life."

"Shut your trap, Yvette!" Julius completely lost it, going so far as to dislocate Yvette's arm with his hands.

Despite the excruciating pain, she gritted her teeth and yelled out the truth. "Why did he choose you? Because you're my bone marrow match!"

Julius' eyes were filled with guilt as he caught me and wiped away the tears from my face. "I'm sorry, Bee. I'll do everything I can to make it up to you. I swear, I'll never hurt you again!"

I stared straight into his eyes and chuckled. "In that case, can you send Yvette to prison?"

He fell silent for a moment before rasping out, "I'm sorry, Bee, I can't send her to prison. I failed you and Yvette. I was the one who insisted on bringing you into this relationship. Yvette's a victim, too."

A bone-deep chill spread through my veins, and despair consumed me as I slowly withdrew my hand. "Very well. I'll step down and let you be with Yvette. Please let me go and sign the divorce agreement."

Julius blanched, his eyes gleaming with madness. "You can't leave me, Bee. Even if you become a ghost, you can only be bound to my side!"

Drinking in his deranged state, all I felt was bitter absurdity and sorrow. His idea of making it up to me was to keep me by his side and force me to watch him and Yvette be intimate and affectionate with each other day and night.

My phone suddenly vibrated.

It was a message from Mom's caregiver. "Ms. Montes, your mother passed away half an hour ago after resuscitation efforts failed. While she was conscious, she secretly pulled out all her life-support tubes. She left a note, stating she didn't want to burden you with the exorbitant cost of her medication, nor did she want you to lose your dignity in the Robles family because of her..."

In an instant, the world around me went black. Scalding tears trickled down my cheeks.

Mom had left Earth. There was nothing left in this world worth holding on to.

Memories of my late mother and those five years of torment flooded my mind. I picked up the fruit knife from the fruit plate beside me.

Julius' expression changed drastically as he shielded Yvette behind his back. "Put that knife down, Bianca!"

At this point, the person he instinctively wanted to protect was still Yvette.

I tugged at the corner of my lips, turned the blade around, and drove it into my own chest without the slightest hesitation.

At long last, I was free from this twisted relationship.

Blood splattered across the floor, and Julius' anguished cry tore through the air. "Bee!"