Watching that disgusting scene play out in front of me, I bit down so hard I tasted blood. But honestly, the pain didn’t even compare to what was happening to my heart.
With her seduction, Conrad didn’t even bother stopping her anymore.
Instead, right in front of me, he openly began to be intimate with her.
Wet kissing noises and hushed little moans echoed from upstairs.
As usual, I sat on the couch, but my heart hated until it dripped blood.
“Ophelia, I’ll be swamped with company matters for a while. If you need anything, just call me again. And make sure you take your meds on time every day.”
He said it gently… while holding her in his arms, walking right up to me.
I leaned away from their bodies practically glued together and acted like nothing was happening. I just quietly nodded.
I thought that was it. But he just had to keep reminding me.
“I remember the meds in your bed running low. I’ll bring more tomorrow. Oh right, have you already made the new fragrance? The company’s been pressuring me, but if you’re not feeling well, I can stall a bit longer.”
It was the same script he always used.
Every time he said stuff like that, I’d stay up night after night, my nose hurting and bleeding from exhaustion, just to make whatever fragrance he wanted—to make things easier for him.
But today I finally learned the truth: every single fragrance I made… had been long handed over as Estelle’s work!
They even let this murderer who killed my mother become the R&D director!
I wished I could expose everything right now and then perish together with them.
But the remaining bit of rationality still stopped me.
If I exposed everything here, it’d be just like letting myself die quietly.
Conrad was no longer the husband who loved me as before.
I forced myself to hold back my tears and pretended to be calm as I replied, “I’ll drop the fragrance off at the company tomorrow.”
Only then did he finally look satisfied. He tightened his grip on the already dazed Estelle.
And in a low, husky voice, he said, “I’ve got to work overtime tonight, so I can’t stay with you. Ophelia, take care of yourself, stay home, and wait for me like a good girl. I’ll come back early.”
The second he said that, Estelle pinched his waist in dissatisfaction. In an instant, he shot her this sharp, dangerous glare.
He didn’t wait for me to say a word. He couldn’t get out of here fast enough, carrying her out of the villa.