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On the pristine white paper, Evelyn’s elegant handwriting, like her presence before Sebastian, calmly explained her departure.
“Sebastian, by the time you read this, I will have left. I don’t know where I’m going, but you won’t find me. The reason for my leaving is simple: I’m tired of waiting. At first, you said you would leave after having a child with her; I believed you. But after your daughter was born, you said she was lonely and needed a brother, so we’d leave then; I believed you. But now you say you want to marry her, to let your children know you and their mother were a couple, that you loved each other. I don’t understand. How much longer do I have to wait for you to take me away? Will you eventually deceive me again, waiting until your children with her are adults, married, and have children of their own, before leaving with me? Sebastian, I’m a woman too. My youth is limited. I don’t want to wait any longer for an empty promise. Let’s part ways here; This is goodbye, Sebastian. For good.”
Sebastian reread Evelyn’s farewell letter, again and again.
He understood each word yet couldn’t grasp its meaning. The paper trembled in his fingers, making a faint rustling sound.
A wave of overwhelming nausea rose in his throat. The world began to twist and spin, colors fading, sounds receding.
The ground beneath him no longer felt real, as if everything stable had vanished.
He was silently, inescapably being swallowed and sinking into a deep, dark abyss, a place devoid of light, echo, and filled only with boundless coldness.
Sebastian’s world plunged into utter darkness.
“Sebastian!”
“Get someone!”
Overnight, the Wolfe Family became the subject of new gossip.
Yesterday, the groom left before the bride. Today, the groom was desperate to drive the bride away.
Sebastian’s room was in ruins; everything breakable had been smashed.
He coldly watched his furious parents, Charlotte, clutching Sierra, on the verge of fainting, his grip on the knife tightening, the blade sinking deeper into
his wrist.
“Let me go, let me find her, otherwise, we will all die.”
Even after rereading Evelyn’s letter countless times, Sebastian stubbornly believed she had been driven away by his parents, or perhaps even Charlotte.
After waking up, Sebastian had intended to find Evelyn and elope, never to return.
But Charles and Eleanor had desperately prevented him from leaving, using medication to temporarily incapacitate him. To keep him, they even had Charlotte hold their child and plead with him to stay.
If Evelyn were still there, Sebastian might have hesitated.
But now that Evelyn was gone, his weakness was gone too. He didn’t care about anything else.
“Damn it, put down the knife! Are you trying to drive your mother and me to death?!”
“Sebastian, please stay for our child’s sake!”
Everyone was using various reasons to pressure Sebastian to stay, to stay with someone he didn’t love, raise children born from a mission, live in a marriage he hated.
No one considered Sebastian’s feelings, no one thought of Evelyn’s.
“You’ve already driven me to the edge once! I didn’t want to sleep with her; you drugged me! This is all your fault!”
“And this child wasn’t what I wanted.”
Sebastian hadn’t wanted to touch Charlotte, he even felt nauseous being in the same room with her, but his parents desperately needed a grandson, so they conspired with Charlotte to drug him.
When Sebastian awoke, his first impulse was to kill Charlotte.
But his parents and Charlotte had cried, begging him, saying they were old and wanted a grandson.
They said he couldn’t be so selfish, only caring about leaving with Evelyn, leaving them with nothing.
Charlotte knelt, pleading that she’d loved him for a long time, needing no status, willing to bear his children.
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She said she’d help him leave with Evelyn once the child was born.
Finally, Sebastian’s parents threatened him with their lives, even Evelyn’s.
Sebastian was driven to a dead end; he had to compromise.
But their greed grew; they said one daughter was lonely and wouldn’t be able to control the company, that he needed to have a son. They step by step forced Sebastian to compromise, driving him mad.
Now that he’d finally escaped, they drove Evelyn away.
How could he accept that?
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