I don't know when it started, but Lucas began to work on breaking free from my control.I said no one wants such an allegation to be true.But shortly after, news of the discord between Lucas and me spread in our social circle.They all said that the White and Walsh families were about to have a falling out.Otherwise, Lucas wouldn't be so arrogant, parading around with his mistress.Rumors were constantly circulating among our circle, suggesting that Director Wood had been taking her to fancy restaurants, going shopping, and purchasing luxury items like bags, cars, and houses.On the other hand, Wendy took him to eat street food, browse local markets, and wear cheap couple outfits.Like young lovers in a passionate relationship.They said, "This is a story of a prince falling for Cinderella."Perhaps Lucas gave Wendy the confidence, so she danced her not-so-smart way into my life.It happened during an auction.One of the items up for auction was something I was determined to acquire.
The first time I heard of Lucas was during my sophomore year.A friend sent me a photo.It showed a young man in a bartender's uniform, one hand behind his back and the other holding a tray, standing amidst the vibrant nightlife. His handsome face seemed out of place in that environment of revelry.He appeared to notice my friend's covert snapshot and raised an eyebrow, revealing his discomfort.My friend said, "This guy looks like Young Master Walsh."At that moment, I was accompanying my dad at a birthday banquet. I glanced at the photo and raised an eyebrow.Indeed, he did resemble him.I looked at Young Master Walsh, who was reclining on the sofa. His thumb was circling his temple, a hint of crimson in the corner of his eyes, and his gaze slightly unfocused.As if sensing something, he looked up, and in that instant, the lights dispelled the shadows in his eyes. He blinked at me and parted his lips slightly.He said softly, "Rachel, I have a headache."He looked pitiful yet infuria
Wendy cowered, appearing pitiable and vulnerable. The onlookers watched the commotion unfold. It wasn't until Lucas crossed through the crowd, saw the red liquid on the ground, and coincidentally heard my words.He looked fierce, marching towards me.Wendy tugged at the hem of his pants, saying, "Lucas..."Lucas shot her a cold glance but didn't respond."So, all these years, this is still how you see me," he said menacingly as he grabbed my wrist, looking as though he was about to interrogate me.I gazed at him, not saying a word.Everyone around was merely spectating, and no one wanted to be the center of attention."Speak, Rachel! Answer me!""Is everything I've worked for over these years worth nothing in your eyes?" Under his intense gaze, I pulled my hand free.In a hushed tone, I replied, "Don't let others see us quarreling."Lucas's eyes grew colder by the moment.He stared at me with an intensity as if trying to bore holes through me."So, in your eyes, I'm just a joke?"Ra
In Lucas's mind, I probably was indeed a cold-hearted person. He didn't know that I had once passionately loved someone else. The elders helped keep it a secret, and though some in our circle were aware, they dared not speak of it. Lucas's father had even brought up the fact that I had been his eldest son's girlfriend for four years and brought it into the grave.As time passed, everything faded away, and hardly anyone mentioned the name Arthur Walsh anymore. So, Lucas knew nothing. He even believed that I had sought him out because the White family had set their sights on the lucrative Walsh family. That's why we hurriedly got together, and I became pregnant with little Billy, the rightful heir to the family fortune.Even though I didn't love him at the time, I could give myself up for the sake of gain. And Lucas, too, was a clever man. I used him, and he, in turn, used me. He tried his best to be good to me and be with me. From dating to proposing and then getting married, h
The incident at the gathering caused quite a commotion, and Lucas's mother got wind of it and called us back for dinner. She said it was for dinner, but it was actually a scolding session.A woman who raised through the ranks thanks to my support, even her current status and position, dared to lecture me with the air of an elder in front of me. All because of the tiny bit of affection I used to have for her son. But now, I had withdrawn my heart from Lucas.She pointed her finger at my nose and berated me, "These days, it's not uncommon for wealthy men to have multiple partners. My son is quite exceptional, so why should it be an issue if he has a romantic interest outside of his committed relationship?" Instead of attempting to win his affection, you're involving yourself with a mistress and causing such a public spectacle. What do you think will happen to my family's reputation?"I sat calmly on the sofa, while Lucas was beside her trying to calm her down. This spectacle continu
Arthur died in a car accident.Everyone concluded that the car accident was accidental.The truck driver, who was driving under the influence, collided with Arthur's car to avoid hitting the child who was crossing the road.The accident occurred in the bustling city and was clearly witnessed by the passersby.Even I thought it was an accident.It was not until I found out that this item belonged to Lucas' mother.Upon reviewing the surveillance footage of the accident scene, isn't that her figure at the edge of the frame?A coincidence?She just happened to be at the scene of the accident, just happened to see the gift box, and just happened to succumb to greed.But I've always liked to entertain conspiracy theories about someone.Doesn't this look like the mastermind behind the accident deliberately came to the scene to witness their handiwork?As I looked at Lucas' face, so similar to Arthur's, any affection I had nurtured in the past vanished.Only disgust remained.
After that, I didn't invest too much thought in this mother and son.I left the investigation in the capable hands of Mr. Jones, who was quite competent.As I gazed out at the hazy mist beyond the window, the phone rang incessantly.Billy's teacher on the other end of the line said, "Miss White, Billy got into a fight with a classmate today. Do you have time to come over?"I've always made time for Billy's matters.But I never expected to see Lucas at the kindergarten, standing across from Billy.He was a strict father, admonishing his own son for harming his lover's niece."Billy, you're a boy, why did you scratch a little girl's face?"Is this how your mother taught you?"Show me the hand you used to scratch her!"Billy stood his ground, tears welling up in his eyes, refusing to let them fall."I don't want you! I want Mommy!"From childhood to now, Billy had never suffered any injustices.With both the Walsh and White families standing behind him, any troublesome elements would be q
After a considerable amount of time passed since the incident, Lucas and I finally had contact again.He said he wanted to have a chat with me.At that time, I was walking through the airport lobby with Billy.I asked him, "What do you want to talk about? Is it about the divorce?"Billy looked up at me.I reached out and patted his head.Lucas breathed in silence, and the bustling sounds of the airport passed through the phone."Where are you right now?"I hung up the phone with a cold face.The plane was about to take off, and there were more important things at hand.Soon it would be Arthur's memorial day, and I had never taken Billy to see his biological father.A message popped up on the screen.I glanced at it and turned off my phone.