After Dawson and Felicia were buried, I was bedridden for an entire month.My body was already weak from childbirth, and the emotional trauma nearly took my life.Fortunately, I survived.A month later, a charity auction was held at the most luxurious hotel in the city.Dressed in a simple black suit, I sat quietly in a corner.Among the items being auctioned was an oil painting—"Spring Breeze"—Felicia's favorite during her lifetime.I waited patiently for it to appear as I was determined to win it at any cost.Suddenly, the crowd stirred. People instinctively stepped aside to make way.Elson then walked in, arm-in-arm with Yvie, who was wearing a striking red dress.Yvie glanced around the room before her gaze landed on me. She patted Elson's arm and whispered something in his ear.At that, Elson turned to look at me. His eyes first showed surprise, then contempt.Still clinging to his arm, Yvie slowly walked toward me."Oh, Monica? You came, too," she said sweetly but lou
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