"Baby, I’m sorry. It’s not that Mom doesn’t want you, but someone just can’t stand it and I can’t force you to stay!”
She clutched her stomach and chest dramatically, her eyes darting to Caelan, clearly waiting for him to defend her.
Without hesitation, Caelan stepped forward, rushing toward me.
"Thalia, why are you pushing me further away? If it weren’t for you and your mother brainwashing me, how could Selene and I have missed each other? Don’t you know how you married me?" Caelan questioned me in a series of ways.
"What did I ever do to you?" I asked back as I clenched my fists, unable to keep my voice steady.
Upon looking at the face, I once loved deeply, a cold shiver ran through me.
It turned out that my kindness to Caelan had only ever felt like a prison to him.
At first, Caelan's investment failed and his company went bankrupt.
He found himself on the streets, unable to afford a steamed bun. I reached out to help him through those tough times.
As we spent time together, I gradually fell for the struggling young man with his hardship. I invited him into my home and shared everything with him.