[Honey, the people who hurt you have all paid the price. If you’re willing to come back, I’ll do anything you want, okay?]
With this response, Devlin effectively confirmed the speculations of the public.
Stepping down as president was now inevitable.
Assistant Carl opened his mouth to speak but couldn’t find the words. All he could do was take the PR plans off the desk.
He glanced at Devlin one last time and sighed.
If only he had known it would come to this, why did he act that way in the first place?
At this moment, Devlin cared about nothing except Jennifer.
The internet was full of people cursing him viciously, wishing for him to lose the one he loved. forever and to die miserably.
He masochistically scrolled through the comments, hoping to find even the smallest clue related to Jennifer.
But from morning until night, his search yielded nothing.
The more he looked, the deeper his despair grew
When he mentioned Roy’s child to Kavis, it was intentional.
He still held onto a sliver of hope.
If the only family member Jennifer had left were in danger, perhaps she would return.
But she didn’t.
He no longer knew what he could do to bring Jennifer back.
He posted a few more updates:
[Honey, let’s adopt a daughter you like. You can teach her, and I’ll spoil her. How about that?]
[If you don’t want kids, that’s fine too. Spending the rest of my life with you by my side would be enough:]
[Every day without you is pure torture.]
The small nursery had become Devlin’s prison, trapping him.
From the first post, Devlin posted one every day.
Pointlessly clinging to a glimmer of hope.
“Wait, Miss Roy, you can’t…”
Amid the commotion, Roy barged in and threw a storage box to the ground.
Devlin’s expression darkened instantly.
He grabbed Roy and dragged her out of the room, tossing her to the servants.
“If you let her in here again, you’ll all lose your jobs:”
Devlin immediately returned to the room and carefully picked up the syringe from the floor, placing it back in the storage box.
The servants held Roy firmly, and she screamed at him with piercing anger.
was you
“Devlin, do you have a heart? That child too, and you didn’t even look at him!”
“The baby was already formed! He was so close to opening his eyes to see this world! How could you be so cruel?”
“Devlin, did you ever even like me?”
By the end, Roy was shouting hysterically.
They had been together for almost a year, and Devlin had treated her well, as if he could give her everything except for the title of wife.
She couldn’t help but fall for him, which gave birth to her greed.
She wanted to:
Devlin, to have him forever
But now, Devlin wouldn’t even look at her. Instead, he carefully placed the items back in their proper places, wiping them clean.
It was as if the lifeless things left behind by Jennifer were more important than her, a living
person.
Not until Roy was completely exhausted from crying did Devlin finish organizing the storage box and step out of the nursery.
“Devlin… Devlin, you once said
you liked me.
“You know very well why I said that, don’t you?”
“I’m really that much less than her? Devlin, you’ve ruined me–you’ve destroyed my entire life.”
Devlin’s expression didn’t change.
“You knew what you were from the beginning.”
“You can’t take the money and then covet a position that doesn’t belong to you.”
“Compared to her, do you think you’re worthy?”
Roy broke down entirely, sobbing uncontrollably.
“Mr. Devlin.”
A servant approached, holding an envelope.
“This just arrived from the courier. It has your and Madam’s names on it.”
Devlin looked at the envelope, and his heart skipped a beat.
An inexplicable fear gripped him, and he didn’t even dare to take it.
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