Behind me, chaos broke loose.
“Lucas! If you walk out now, don’t ever come back! We no longer recognize you as our son!”
“Don’t try to drive a wedge between Sienna and me. She’ll never believe you!” I didn’t look back.
Let them shout. Let them scream. That night, I received a text from Tristan.
“Lucas, you’re really pathetic. Your own parents love me more than you. Even your fiancée only wants me. What’s the point of living?”
“Oh, and the dowry and shops the Langford Family promised you? Sienna already transferred everything to me.”
“Your parents cut off your allowance too. You’re a penniless beggar now.”
“Beg me nicely and I might consider throwing you some scraps.”
I stared at his smug message, imagining his twisted little smile.
Then I walked out of the bathroom and glanced at the woman reclining on the bed.
“Rosie Langford,” I asked quietly, “someone said I’m now a penniless beggar. Will you despise me?”
Rosie Langford smiled softly as she handed me a stack of cards.
“Mr. Everhart,” she said gently, “you saved my life. My body, my heart and my money are all yours now.”
Just as I was about to respond, the clock on the wall struck midnight. My phone rang.
It was Sienna.