"I don’t understand," the assistant hesitated. "You advised Wesley to destroy your wife's innocence, to ruin her family. And now, you're planning to take her child—just to save Faye? Aren't you afraid she'll find out and leave you?"
Tristan exhaled a slow ring of smoke, his voice indifferent.
"She won’t find out. And even if she does, I’ll pay her back with my life. As for the child... if she really wants one, I’ll give her another."
A chill ran down my spine. My salvation was never real. The man I trusted had orchestrated my downfall from the start.
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The assistant still hesitated. "But Faye is only your adopted sister. She has no blood ties to you. Madam has given up everything for you—is it really worth this?"
Tristan’s eyes darkened.
"Of course, it’s worth it. Faye is the only woman I love. The world won’t allow us to be together, so I’ll give her happiness in the only way I can. A few lives—what do they matter?"
He said it without hesitation. Without remorse.
I covered my mouth, but the sobs broke through, spilling out like a dam bursting. I never imagined I would hear such words—from the man I loved most.