Chapter 14%
He thought maybe I was still at home, waiting for him to come back and explain everything.”
But the moment Brynn stepped into the house, his heart sank.
The shattered wedding photo in the living room remained untouched, and the faint outline where the frame had rested was scrubbed clean as it had never been there.
His throat tightened as he stepped into the bedroom.”
He pulled open the wardrobe; my clothes were gone. My jewelry, my perfume, every trace of me had vanished.
The house felt hollow as if I had never existed within its walls.
“…What’s going on?” he asked the housekeeper, voice trembling, eyes red. “Why is all of her stuff gone?“}
The housekeeper paused before replying cautiously, “Madam had been mailing packages lately. Almost every day, just one box at a time, all her own belongings. She didn’t say much, only that she was moving.“>
Moving?
Brynn’s fists clenched, knuckles turning bone–white.
He had no idea when I had made the decision to leave.”
Everything had been within reach.
He was already preparing to divorce Sylvie. He had already planned to give me a proper home.
His mind had been full of waiting, waiting for the divorce papers to go through, waiting for Solomon to settle into a new environment, then secretly registering our marriage, and finally being together for real.
After that, he would gradually sever ties with Sylvie and slowly let Solomon warm up to me.”
He thought he was in control of the timeline.
But now, the empty house felt like a silent slap across the face, shattering all his arrogance in an instant.
Brynn dialed my number. Still, I didn’t answer.
Left with no choice, he left a voicemail. “I’m sorry, honey. I really messed up. Please come home, okay? I… I really can’t live without you.” His voice cracked with emotion.
“I know I was wrong. I never meant to hurt you…”
“Can you give me one more chance? Just one…”}
His tone grew hoarse, nearly breaking into sobs.}
“After you left, I realized I have nothing. Without you, I really can’t go on.“}]
He was about to continue when the housekeeper spoke up behind him softly. “President Murphy, actually, Madam was really happy when she found out she was pregnant. She said she wanted to confirm it at the hospital, said she wanted to surprise you.”
Brynn’s head snapped up, his face drained of color.
“…Surprise?”
Without thinking, he lunged toward the trash, rummaging through it like a madman.
Finally, in the corner, he found the crumpled report.
The words stared back at him in black and white:
Early pregnancy: Positive,
He sat in silence, frozen, as tears began to fall unchecked.
Then it struck him: when a woman gets pregnant, she has to register at the hospital.
He had done it before, with Sylvie.!
I must’ve discovered everything because of that.
And what shattered him completely was realizing the pregnancy had once been my birthday surprise to him.
And what had he been doing then?
Tending to Sylvie, patching up his lies, weaving excuses, and plotting how to slowly ease Solomon into change.
He had crushed my joy, piece by piece, neglected me, overlooked me until I walked into the hospital alone, carried hope alone, endured heartbreak alone, and even lost our child alone.
Brynn’s hand shook as he gripped the report, his heart felt as though it had been torn clean in half.
He had lost me.
He had lost our child B
And it was him, he was the one who turned a surprise into a tragedy.
He sat in silence on the sofa in his study, clutching that report with bloodless fingers.!!
He told himself that if he could trace back to where it all began to fall apart, maybe, just maybe, there was still a thread left to mend
He rushed to have the wedding photo reprinted, framed it anew, and had it sent back to the house &
He even hired a technician to carefully restore the old dating videos.
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He even hired a technician to carefully restore the old dating videos.
Finally, he picked up the phone and told Sylvie to bring her documents and wait at the City Hall.}
Brynn knew he had made too many mistakes.
But he hadn’t lost everything.
Not yet.
D
That mamage certificate of hers, it had to be fake.“%
