Chapter 10
The ever–filial Gerrald pried his mother’s hands off him, his expression
ice–cold.
“Then find another son to care for you in your old age. I have to find Jenny.”
His voice was devoid of warmth, but his next words were even colder. “And just like Lydia, if you dare to say another word against Jenny, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”
Without another glance back, he rushed out of the hotel, booked the earliest flight home and left everything behind. But when he arrived, what greeted him was silence.
The house was empty. Every single trace of Jenny was gone. Not even a lingering scent remained. She had wiped herself clean from his life, leaving behind nothing but a hollow space that used to be filled with her warmth.
Gerrald stood frozen at the doorway, staring blankly at the void before him. His mind screamed that it was an illusion, that she hadn’t really left. That if he turned his head just a little, he would see her shadow moving through the house, her delicate hands adjusting a picture frame, her soft hum filling the space. But no matter how much he strained his senses, there was nothing. Only absence. His gaze swept across the living room and his chest clenched painfully.
In the southeastern corner, there had once been a wooden rocking horse. They had built it together when she was pregnant for the first time. She had been so excited, her fingers tracing over the wooden curves as she smiled at
him.
“I grew up alone, Gerrald,” she had said. “But now, I finally have a home. And I’ll be a good mother to our child.”
But she never got the chance. He made sure of that. Over and over again, he took those chances away from her. His feet carried him to the kitchen, though he didn’t know why. Perhaps because it had always been Jenny’s sanctuary, the place where she poured her love into every meal she made for him. She had once proudly declared that as long as he came home, there would always be a hot meal waiting for him. But she had stopped cooking long ago. Because of him. Because she had gotten pregnant again. Because she had lost another child. Because her body was too weak to stand by the stove anymore. Pain squeezed his chest so tightly he could hardly breathe.
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Gerrald closed his eyes, but the tears still escaped. He remembered Lucas’s words from the wedding.
“A man who fails a woman who loves him should swallow 10,000 needles.”
At the time, he had scoffed. After all, the person in his heart had always been Lydia. Or so he thought. But now, now that he was forced to face the truth, he realized–It hurt. It hurt so much he could barely stand.
His phone rang, jolting him back to reality. It was Lucas.
“Gerrald, there’s still no news from the rescue team. Since the plane crashed into the ocean, finding survivors isn’t easy… But that’s not the only thing I called about.”
There was a heavy pause before he continued. “I dug deeper into Lydia’s past. I think you need to hear this.”
Gerrald gritted his teeth. “Go on.”
“She was expelled from university for seducing her professor. The scandal was massive. The school used ‘moral misconduct‘ as the official reason for her
expulsion.”
Gerrald’s knuckles turned white around his phone.
“And those so–called medical experiments that needed ‘specimens‘? All lies. She made them up to manipulate you. The truth is, she never wanted Jenny’s children to be born. She was afraid that if Jenny gave you an heir, it would threaten her position when she finally married into the Raymond Family.”
Lucas hesitated, then added, “She didn’t come back to Brooklyn because of you. She was being hunted down by a powerful woman overseas. She got involved with the wrong person and made an enemy out of someone who wanted her dead. That’s why she ran back to you, hoping you’d protect her.”
Silence stretched between them before Gerrald finally spoke, his voice
hoarse.
“Lucas, I need you to do a few things for me.”
“Name it.”
“Lydia returns to Brooklyn tomorrow. Send her location to that woman
who’s after her.”
There was a sharp intake of breath on the other end. “You want her dead?”
“I don’t want to see her come back alive,” Gerrald confirmed, his voice void of emotion. “And another thing–use all of our financial and material resources
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Chapter 10
The ever–filial Gerrald pried his mother’s hands off him, his expression
ice–cold.
“Then find another son to care for you in your old age. I have to find Jenny.”
His voice was devoid of warmth, but his next words were even colder. “And just like Lydia, if you dare to say another word against Jenny, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”
Without another glance back, he rushed out of the hotel, booked the earliest flight home and left everything behind. But when he arrived, what greeted him was silence.
The house was empty. Every single trace of Jenny was gone. Not even a lingering scent remained. She had wiped herself clean from his life, leaving behind nothing but a hollow space that used to be filled with her warmth.
Gerrald stood frozen at the doorway, staring blankly at the void before him. His mind screamed that it was an illusion, that she hadn’t really left. That if he turned his head just a little, he would see her shadow moving through the house, her delicate hands adjusting a picture frame, her soft hum filling the space. But no matter how much he strained his senses, there was nothing. Only absence. His gaze swept across the living room and his chest clenched painfully.
In the southeastern corner, there had once been a wooden rocking horse. They had built it together when she was pregnant for the first time. She had been so excited, her fingers tracing over the wooden curves as she smiled at
him.
“I grew up alone, Gerrald,” she had said. “But now, I finally have a home. And I’ll be a good mother to our child.”
But she never got the chance. He made sure of that. Over and over again, he took those chances away from her. His feet carried him to the kitchen, though he didn’t know why. Perhaps because it had always been Jenny’s sanctuary, the place where she poured her love into every meal she made for him. She had once proudly declared that as long as he came home, there would always be a hot meal waiting for him. But she had stopped cooking long ago. Because of him. Because she had gotten pregnant again. Because she had lost another child. Because her body was too weak to stand by the stove anymore. Pain squeezed his chest so tightly he could hardly breathe.
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Gerrald closed his eyes, but the tears still escaped. He remembered Lucas’s words from the wedding.
“A man who fails a woman who loves him should swallow 10,000 needles.”
At the time, he had scoffed. After all, the person in his heart had always been Lydia. Or so he thought. But now, now that he was forced to face the truth, he realized–It hurt. It hurt so much he could barely stand.
His phone rang, jolting him back to reality. It was Lucas.
“Gerrald, there’s still no news from the rescue team. Since the plane crashed into the ocean, finding survivors isn’t easy… But that’s not the only thing I called about.”
There was a heavy pause before he continued. “I dug deeper into Lydia’s past. I think you need to hear this.”
Gerrald gritted his teeth. “Go on.”
“She was expelled from university for seducing her professor. The scandal was massive. The school used ‘moral misconduct‘ as the official reason for her
expulsion.”
Gerrald’s knuckles turned white around his phone.
“And those so–called medical experiments that needed ‘specimens‘? All lies. She made them up to manipulate you. The truth is, she never wanted Jenny’s children to be born. She was afraid that if Jenny gave you an heir, it would threaten her position when she finally married into the Raymond Family.”
Lucas hesitated, then added, “She didn’t come back to Brooklyn because of you. She was being hunted down by a powerful woman overseas. She got involved with the wrong person and made an enemy out of someone who wanted her dead. That’s why she ran back to you, hoping you’d protect her.”
Silence stretched between them before Gerrald finally spoke, his voice
hoarse.
“Lucas, I need you to do a few things for me.”
“Name it.”
“Lydia returns to Brooklyn tomorrow. Send her location to that woman
who’s after her.”
There was a sharp intake of breath on the other end. “You want her dead?”
“I don’t want to see her come back alive,” Gerrald confirmed, his voice void of emotion. “And another thing–use all of our financial and material resources
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The ever–filial Gerrald pried his mother’s hands off him, his expression ice–cold.
“Then find another son to care for you in your old age. I have to find Jenny.”
His voice was devoid of warmth, but his next words were even colder. “And just like Lydia, if you dare to say another word against Jenny, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”
Without another glance back, he rushed out of the hotel, booked the earliest flight home and left everything behind. But when he arrived, what greeted him was silence.
The house was empty. Every single trace of Jenny was gone. Not even a lingering scent remained. She had wiped herself clean from his life, leaving behind nothing but a hollow space that used to be filled with her warmth.
Gerrald stood frozen at the doorway, staring blankly at the void before him. His mind screamed that it was an illusion, that she hadn’t really left. That if he turned his head just a little, he would see her shadow moving through the house, her delicate hands adjusting a picture frame, her soft hum filling the space. But no matter how much he strained his senses, there was nothing. Only absence. His gaze swept across the living room and his chest clenched painfully.
In the southeastern corner, there had once been a wooden rocking horse. They had built it together when she was pregnant for the first time. She had been so excited, her fingers tracing over the wooden curves as she smiled at
him.
“I grew up alone, Gerrald,” she had said. “But now, I finally have a home. And I’ll be a good mother to our child.”
But she never got the chance. He made sure of that. Over and over again, he took those chances away from her. His feet carried him to the kitchen, though he didn’t know why. Perhaps because it had always been Jenny’s sanctuary, the place where she poured her love into every meal she made for him. She had once proudly declared that as long as he came home, there would always be a hot meal waiting for him. But she had stopped cooking long ago. Because of him. Because she had gotten pregnant again. Because she
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Gerrald closed his eyes, but the tears still escaped. He remembered Lucas’s words from the wedding.
“A man who fails a woman who loves him should swallow 10,000 needles.”
At the time, he had scoffed. After all, the person in his heart had always been Lydia. Or so he thought. But now, now that he was forced to face the truth, he realized–It hurt. It hurt so much he could barely stand.
His phone rang, jolting him back to reality. It was Lucas.
“Gerrald, there’s still no news from the rescue team. Since the plane crashed into the ocean, finding survivors isn’t easy… But that’s not the only thing I called about.”
There was a heavy pause before he continued. “I dug deeper into Lydia’s past. I think you need to hear this.”
Gerrald gritted his teeth. “Go on.”
“She was expelled from university for seducing her professor. The scandal was massive. The school used ‘moral misconduct‘ as the official reason for her
expulsion.”
Gerrald’s knuckles turned white around his phone.
“And those so–called medical experiments that needed ‘specimens‘? All lies. She made them up to manipulate you. The truth is, she never wanted Jenny’s children to be born. She was afraid that if Jenny gave you an heir, it would threaten her position when she finally married into the Raymond Family.”
Lucas hesitated, then added, “She didn’t come back to Brooklyn because of you. She was being hunted down by a powerful woman overseas. She got involved with the wrong person and made an enemy out of someone who wanted her dead. That’s why she ran back to you, hoping you’d protect her.”
Silence stretched between them before Gerrald finally spoke, his voice
hoarse.
“Lucas, I need you to do a few things for me.”
“Name it.”
“Lydia returns to Brooklyn tomorrow. Send her location to that woman who’s after her.”
There was a sharp intake of breath on the other end. “You want her dead?”
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“I don’t want to see her come back alive,” Gerrald confirmed, his voice void of emotion. “And another thing–use all of our financial and material resources
to crush the Lin family. I want them ruined.”
Lucas was silent for a moment, then sighed. “That’s not difficult. But what about you? What will you do next?”
Gerrald didn’t answer right away. Instead, he walked to the trash bin and retrieved the forged marriage certificate–the lie he had created, the document that had shackled Jenny to him without her even knowing. He held it between his fingers for a long moment, then began tearing it apart. Not once. Not twice. But into countless tiny, meaningless fragments. Until it was as if it had never existed at all.
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