ログインThat afternoon, Ethan’s office felt colder than usual.
The air conditioner hummed as it always did. Sunlight streamed through the windows and fell in straight lines across the large desk before him. Yet nothing in the room could ease the pressure that had been building in his head since morning.
He sat motionless, hands clasped on the desk, waiting.
For the first time in a long while, he felt anxious about something he himself had asked to know. A small part of him
“Auri...”Valencia’s voice broke sooner than she had intended. In the doorway, Gia had already opened her mouth, clearly ready to report the entire visit with cutting precision, but Valencia hurriedly took half a step forward.“Auri, please... just listen to me first.”Gia clicked her tongue softly. “Oh? Now you remember to call yourself Mother?”“Gia,” Lucas said in a low voice, trying to keep the situation from exploding immediately.Auri remained silent.Her gaze was calm, too calm, and that only made Valencia more nervous. There was no hatred there. No tears. No pain put on display. Only the cold distance of someone who had learned how to live without them.Valencia swallowed hard. “I came to apologize.”Gia gave a mocking laugh. “Well, this night just keeps getting better.”“Be quiet for a moment,” Auri said softly.Gia
Throughout the drive away from Anna’s apartment, Valencia sat silently in the back seat with both hands clasped tightly in her lap. The city at night moved beyond the window in blurred lines of light, but her thoughts were far louder than the traffic outside. For the first time in a long while, she was not thinking about herself.She was thinking about Auri.The face of her former daughter-in-law came to her again and again. The way Auri lowered her head when she was slandered. The way the girl tried to explain herself, only to be cut off by Valencia’s cold words. The way Auri remained polite even while being insulted. And worst of all, the memory of Auri leaving the Harrow house without saying much at all, as if she had grown too tired to defend herself anymore.Valencia closed her eyes. Her chest ached.“I was too cruel...” she whispered to herself.She thought of the baby in Auri’s womb too. Harrow blood. Their fami
The apartment door had barely clicked shut when Anna’s face changed completely.The tears she had unleashed in front of Valencia vanished like mist swept away by wind. Her wet eyes now burned with rage. Her breathing turned sharp and frantic, chest rising and falling fast, until a piercing scream tore from her throat.“Bastard!”With one violent swing of her arm, she knocked the flower vase from the side table. The ceramic shattered across the marble floor, pieces scattering everywhere. The crash echoed through the room, but it did nothing to cool the fire raging inside her. She snatched a sofa cushion and hurled it at the television, then yanked the tablecloth so hard that the decorative lamp, photo frames, and a glass bowl all came crashing down together.“This is all your fault!”She kicked a small chair until it toppled over. Her hair was disheveled now, the cardigan that had looked so neat moments ago hanging croo
Valencia did not wait for morning.After changing into whatever clothes she could grab and wiping away the remnants of her tears with trembling hands, she told the driver to take her to Anna’s apartment that very night. Ethan had tried to stop her, saying there was no point speaking while emotions were running high, but Valencia had only looked at her son with a hardness she had not shown in a long time. If she had spent so long being harsh toward the wrong people, then this time she wanted to be harsh toward the right one.The drive felt suffocating despite the air conditioner humming steadily. Her chest was tight with a mixture of anger, humiliation, and disgust. She remembered every time Anna had arrived with swollen eyes, every time the girl had called her Mom in that soft, trembling voice, every time she had defended Anna fiercely in front of Ethan and Auri. She had even believed, once, that God had sent that woman to fill an emptiness no one else c
The drive home felt far longer than usual.Ethan drove with his jaw locked, hands gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly, while streetlights passed across the windshield like flashes of thoughts that refused to stop. The anger from his encounter with Anna still lingered, but something heavier sat beneath it: disgust. Disgust for that woman, for the game she had played, and for himself for ever becoming part of such stupidity.Several times he drew in long breaths, trying to calm himself before reaching the house. But every time he remembered Anna still raising her voice after being caught, the heat returned to his chest. She did not regret any of it. She was not ashamed. As if everything she had done had merely been a clever plan that failed, not a web of lies that ruined other people’s lives.When the car rolled into the driveway, the lights in the living room were still burning brightly. Ethan knew his mother was awake.He turned off the engin
Evening was slipping into night when Ethan closed the last folder on his desk. For hours after Rick had left his office, he had barely touched any other work. Every meeting had been delegated, every nonessential call ignored. His focus had been on one thing alone: making sure Anna had no room left to lie. If he had once been too reactive, too easily provoked by emotion, this time he chose another approach—cold, precise, and certain.He picked up his phone and stared at the address Rick had sent a few minutes earlier. An apartment in a fairly expensive district, but discreet enough not to attract attention. The place Anna had always referred to as an old friend’s home whenever she disappeared without a clear explanation.Ethan smiled faintly.Old friend.He rose from his chair, slipped on his jacket, and walked out of the office without haste. In the basement parking garage, he drove himself. The roads were beginning to clog with evening traffic, headlight







