Semua Bab The Price of Loving a Heartless Man: Bab 1 - Bab 8

I spent the night on a park bench, clutching my father's memorial portrait in my arms.When I turned my phone back on the next morning, it was flooded with messages from Derrick.With a blank expression, I deleted every single one.After placing my father's portrait carefully into my bag, I went straight to the club to wash up.Today, I was resigning.This place was one of the top private clubs under the Waterson Group. I had worked here for eight years as a supervisor.…Eight years ago, I met Derrick outside the club entrance. In the pouring rain, he told me he had lost his memory and had nowhere to go. I took him home and made him a bowl of hot soup.Later, he became my fiance.My father liked him very much. He said that although Derrick had fallen on hard times, his eyes were honest. That meant he was someone worth trusting for a lifetime.Until one day, Derrick showed up and claimed that his ex-girlfriend had deceived him, leaving him buried in gambling debt.To help

Dragging my suitcase behind me, I returned to my old house.My father had lived here his entire life. Every corner carried traces of his memory.Tears fell heavily down my face as I looked around.On the living room wall hung a family photo of us. Derrick had his arm around my father's shoulders, smiling brightly. On the coffee table sat the cheap lighter Derrick had once given him, preserved carefully beneath a glass cover as though it were some priceless treasure. The refrigerator was always stocked with the milk I loved and the soda Derrick liked, while my father himself drank nothing but plain water.What hurt the most was the toolbox in the corner. It was filled with every worn-out tool my father had used while hauling freight.To help Derrick repay his debts and make sure I could marry happily, my father had even refused to buy himself a new set of tools.If he had been willing to spend the money, maybe the accident would never have happened.Like a madwoman, I tore ap

Derrick waited outside my old house for days, but he never caught a glimpse of me. Eventually, he returned to the club and demanded answers from everyone there.No one knew where I had gone. Only someone from HR timidly raised a hand.In truth, even they had no idea where I was, because I had not told anyone. Not even my closest friends.However, Derrick assumed they did.His eyes darkened dangerously as he demanded, "Tell me. Where is she?"The HR manager trembled so badly her voice shook."Didn't you transfer Millie to headquarters as a director? The day she signed the resignation papers, I thought…"Derrick frowned sharply."Who gave her permission to leave?"The HR manager froze in panic and said, "Millie said you approved it, so I stamped the papers. It was last week…"News of Derrick and Jessica's engagement had already spread throughout the club, but it had not changed how people treated me. In their eyes, it was normal for wealthy men to have several lovers.They pro

The old house was scheduled for demolition, and my aunt kept calling to urge me to return and sign the paperwork for the compensation.This time, I also planned to take my father's ashes with me and let him settle overseas by my side.When my friends found out I was back, they insisted on gathering together, saying they needed to scold me properly for disappearing without a word.I ended up drinking quite a lot at the reunion.Sitting in the car on the way back and staring out at the familiar streets passing by, I felt unexpectedly calm.This was the place where my father and I had struggled together for years.Once I stripped away the painful memories, what remained was strangely relieving.Before going to the cemetery, I bought my father's favorite pastries and a bottle of whiskey.However, as I arrived at the cemetery, I discovered that fresh flowers and offerings already filled the space before his grave.The caretaker told me someone had specifically paid people to mainta