That evening, we followed him home, but it wasn’t the house we had once lived in—it was Christian and Mina’s house.
Mina greeted him as if she had always belonged there. “Clara, Dad’s home!”
A little girl rushed out of her room, her face lighting up with joy.
I knew that face.
Years ago, not long after Minnie started primary school, she had come home with a wound on her cheek. She had gone out to play with her friends, only to be attacked by another girl who hit her and called her a b*stard.
I called the police, checked the surveillance footage, and saw the culprit’s face clearly.
Back then, Christian had told me not to make a fuss over a little girl’s actions. I searched for her many times but never found her.
Eventually, I let it go.
Now I knew the truth. That girl was Mina’s daughter.
Listening to their conversation, I pieced together everything.
Mina had been Christian’s first love. However, because her family had been housekeepers for the Gordons, she was never allowed
to marry him.
Instead, she had become his secret mistress. Their affair had lasted for years. And Clara… she was two years older than Minnie.
Christian had only married me to appease his parents. All those years, he and Mina had played the part of star–crossed lovers,
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carrying on their passionate affair in secret.
I raged in my heart. ‘Christian, you’re going to
underworld.‘
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