“I had no other choice. Aunt Abigail is a good person. Your mother made things hard for her in the company. So I had to take this step. A company that makes products for women shouldn’t be run by someone with that kind of reputation.”
Hearing that, I finally cried. I hadn’t even shed a tear when the world humiliated me. So, the man who acted like he loved me and the sweet son I protected were lying all along.
If that was how it was, then I needed to walk away from this home filled with lies and betrayal.
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“Damon, don’t ever bring this up again. When we get home, you still need to act like the sweet boy you always are, so she won’t find out,” Nicholas said.
“Everything Aunt Abigail has now was earned with difficulty. I won’t let anyone ruin her future.”
Eight-year-old Damon gave a proud little smirk.
“Don’t worry, Dad. That foolish woman only feels guilty toward us. I’ve stayed calm all these years. I promise she won’t know a thing.”
Nicholas was about to remind him of more things, but Damon happily waved his hand.
“Dad, it’s time! Let’s go buy Aunt Abigail her favorite roses and pick her up from work together.”