“Remove everything in the villa that has anything to do with her mom. Don’t leave a single trace. As for Venice’s belongings, clear them all out to the storage room. From now on, this villa belongs to Verona.”
No… My mom’s keepsakes!
I tried desperately to open my eyes, but the pain was too much. Darkness swallowed me whole.
When I woke up again, I was so weak that I couldn’t even open my eyes.
Just then, Verona’s delicate and sweet voice drifted to my ear.
“Jericho, what if Venice finds out she lost her baby?”
A moment later, Jericho’s indifferent answer followed.
“It doesn’t matter if she does. That child was never really hers anyway. I know you’re afraid of pain and didn’t want to give birth. The embryo in Venice’s womb carried our genes—yours and mine.”
Verona gasped softly, feigning guilt. “Jericho, isn’t that too cruel to Venice? And now, our baby is gone… I can’t help but feel sad. It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t gotten into that car accident…”
Jericho pulled her into his arms, his tone gentle and soothing.
“It’s not your fault. It was Venice’s mistake to bear. She’s only paying for what she did. If you really like babies, once she’s recovered, we can have another embryo implanted.”