Chapter 5

Evan and I met on South Island, and we held our grand wedding there.

Since all memories and grudges began there, they should end there too.

Fortunately, Evan didn't have time for me and the child.

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"I care deeply about the child, but I don't want you to wear yourself out..."

I clung to the child, avoiding him, and swallowed my tears as I set my plan in motion.

"In three days, the child will undergo a procedure for a peaceful passing."

"I want to move to the South Island, to spend our last days together quietly..."

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Evan and I first met on the South Island, and we celebrated a grand wedding there. Since all our memories and grievances began there, it feels right for them to end there as well.

Fortunately, Evan had no time for me or the child. He still believed he could deceive me while endlessly indulging his favorite.

He went hiking with Rosalie Taylor, took her to romantic dinners at couple's restaurants. In the messages Rosalie Taylor sent me, Evan wore a silly wig and sang at a party to amuse her.

Though he never liked being touched, he knelt publicly to massage Rosalie Taylor's ankle just because she mentioned her foot hurt.

On my phone screen, Rosalie Taylor's taunts and provocations flashed incessantly—

"You've figured it out, haven't you?"

"This is the man you treasure! I beckon, and he comes running like a pet."

"It hurts, doesn't it? Don't you dare die on me! I haven't had enough fun yet!"

I stared at the screen as my vision blurred; my heart had long since grown numb.

When did Evan start favoring Rosalie Taylor? I once believed I was his whole world, never imagining that our childhood bond would become tedious to him.

A lively and bold girl suddenly entered his life, capturing all his attention in an instant.

I packed up all my belongings and sent a design draft to a school in France. Rosalie Taylor had plagiarized this very piece from me.

So, three days later, when Rosalie Taylor became infamous for plagiarism and lost her study abroad opportunity, I received an irate call from Evan: "Cora, why did you do that?"

"Don't you realize you'll ruin Rosalie's life?"

My expression was wooden as I held a can of gasoline, pouring it throughout the villa, muttering—

"That was mine, a gift for the child..."

Evan retorted without hesitation: "Your things? Aren't they all owed to Rosalie?"

Even though I was prepared, hearing him say this still hurt enough to make me laugh bitterly.

"Even if I owe her, I'm planning to pay it back completely..."

Evan was taken aback, incredulously asking, "What did you say?"

I suddenly laughed, exhaling in relief: "Evan, five years of marriage, six lives..."

"For you, for the Taylor Family, and that woman, isn't that enough?"

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