I once saw him as my salvation, and my world revolved entirely around him. I stood by him as he ventured into entrepreneurship.
Then, I endured hardships by his side.
He promised to take care of me for a lifetime. In the beginning, he kept his promise.
But ideals could never truly withstand the harsh reality.
During the early days of setting up his business, I often accompanied him to negotiate deals with other parties. It was during this time that I met Daniel Jones, the heir to Glorious Group.
Daniel was a privileged scion who only worked for the sake of experiencing life. Ever since he met me, he stuck around like a fly I couldn’t shake off. There were times when he touched me inappropriately under the guise of being drunk and wasted.
Finally, things turned ugly one day. When Daniel tried to hold me in his arms while he was drunk, Samuel grabbed a wine bottle
from the table and smashed it over his head.
Because of this incident, we lost the contract with Glorious Group. Not only that, we also had to forfeit all our savings to keep
Daniel from sending Samuel to jail.
Of course, what we paid went far beyond just money.
That night, Samuel held me in his arms and apologized profusely. He kept telling me how sorry he was and that he would never let anyone bully me again when he became successful.
True to his words, he became a successful businessman. No one else bullied me anymore–only he did.
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I didn’t want to remember any of this anymore.
I looked at the face that had only become more unfeeling and ruthless after all these years. The stifling summer wind tousled his
hair and deepened the already furrowed lines of his brows. He looked immensely troubled.
He held Violet in his arms. His gaze was fixed on the weeds that had grown half a foot tall at the courtyard gate.
The year I “betrayed” Samuel was during the second year of our marriage. At that time, I was already over a month pregnant. But
neither of us knew about this.
By then, Samuel’s business had started to flourish. It even attracted several investors. It should have been a period of steady
growth. However, everything fell apart without warning.
Deals that had been finalized were abruptly canceled. The capital funds dried up, and product issues kept cropping up one after another. Bank loans were cut off. Even the mortgaged properties, cars, and factories were all set to be repossessed and auctioned
off.
During those days, Samuel could not eat or sleep. To make matters worse, his mother was diagnosed with cancer that year. An
enormous sum of money was needed for her treatment.
I pulled some strings and looked into the odd circumstances surrounding Samuel’s business. Soon, I discovered that the person
sabotaging his company was none other than Daniel, the man he had once hit with a wine bottle for my sake.
At this point, Daniel sought me out. He said he could have Glorious Group’s investment firm inject some funds into Samuel’s
business and cover his mother’s medical expenses.
I knew he had his conditions because let’s be honest–would a devil ever do charity?
If he didn’t want my life, he would certainly take something even more valuable than life itself. So, I asked him what his true
purpose was for making this offer.
Daniel sneered disdainfully. “I do it because I want to. What purpose do I need? I just enjoy watching you worthless insects
struggle and seethe with anger, yet you’re completely helpless against me.
“Besides, I haven’t paid Samuel back for the time he smashed a wine bottle on my head. It’s time for him to suffer the
consequences of his reckless action.”
I couldn’t understand Daniel. He had a hundred ways to make Samuel’s life miserable, yet he chose me.
Even after all these years, I vividly remember that day.
In the dimly lit private room, Daniel held me on his lap with a contract in his hand. When Samuel pushed open the door and saw us, he froze.
His eyes reddened as he rasped, “Why?”
I said to him, “You can’t give me the life I want, but Daniel can…”
