“Anthony, thank goodness you bribed the property manager... but I really didn’t mean it. That little car was the gift you gave our son on his third birthday. He treasured it so much... these past few nights, he’s even cried for it in his dreams.”
Anthony’s voice was calm, as he assured her, “It’s fine. Tonight, I’ll get him a bigger, and better one.”
Then his tone turned cold, dripping with contempt.
“That girl is dead, so be it. She was just unlucky. Our son is my only heir. As long as I’m here, you have nothing to fear.”
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In the dim light, Vanessa feigned hesitation. “Diana just lost her child. She must be devastated. You should stay home with her tonight. I can celebrate Cooper’s birthday alone.”
“But Cooper misses you so much... If he hears you’re not coming, he’ll cry himself sick. And... I miss you too…”
Her eyes turned red, glistening with unshed tears. Anthony’s heart seemed to melt instantly.
He pulled her into his arms, his voice was tender in a way I had never heard directed at me.
“It’s been five years. Have I ever missed our son’s birthday? I can’t marry you, but I will always be your and our son’s strongest support.