Three years of pain, no sunlight and endless abuse … yet he spoke of it as if it were nothing. His lips brushed my cheek lightly before a knock came at the door. The maid quickly informed Robert, “Mr. Fuentes, Miss Bello said her stomach hurts. Could you come check on her?”
“I’ll be right there, Amelia. I’ll come back soon.”
The tenderness in his tone disappeared instantly. He left in a hurry and didn’t return. I went to the bathroom and scrubbed every place he had touched, over and over, until my skin burned and the nausea finally faded.
The next morning, Robert asked me to dress up nicely.
“Gloria is trying to be thoughtful. To celebrate your return, she organized a special welcome party for you. So, don’t let her down, Amelia,” Robert said with a smile.
I was curious about what Gloria was planning, so I agreed to attend.
The party was grand. Besides the company’s employees, many of Robert’s business partners were present.
In the past three years, Robert had done well for himself. He had established connections with influential individuals from various industries. Many of them owed him favors. In return, they helped his company grow quickly.
But the moment I stepped into the party hall, two buckets of raw yolks were poured over me.
“What are you doing?!” Robert shouted angrily, glaring at the waiter.
Gloria quickly stepped forward, looking frightened.
“Robert, please don’t be mad. Amelia just came out of prison yesterday. I heard that raw yolks can wash away bad luck. That place isn’t clean … I had a stomachache last night, so I was afraid it might be because of that.”
“I only did this for her sake,” she continued softly.
“Even if people don’t say it out loud, they might still feel uncomfortable. Doing this can help remove bad energy. But don’t worry, I already prepared a new dress for Amelia. It’s a special gift I bought for her.”
After hearing that, Robert’s anger faded.
“Then I’ll take Amelia to change first.”
Gloria held his hand gently.
“Robert, your business partners are here today. If we don’t greet them first, they’ll think we’re being rude.”
He thought for a moment and nodded approvingly.
“Gloria, you’re so considerate.”
Then he turned to me. “Amelia, go change on your own. I’ll wait for you downstairs.”