“That child was just an accident. If you don’t like it, I’ll have him sent abroad in a few days.”
Small matter? Accident?
Five years earlier, she had been attacked by enemies.
I had taken three knife wounds for her, one in my chest, one in my thigh, and one to my lower body.
I had lost so much blood that she had not hesitated to abort her three-month pregnancy to donate to me.
When I woke, the doctor had told me I would never have the chance to be a father in this life.
I did not cry, but Athena’s eyes had gone red.
She knelt at my feet, her tears spilling as she bowed, striking her own face again and again until it swelled like that of a madwoman.
“Waylon, it’s my fault, I ruined you!”
She clung to me tightly, her forehead bleeding onto my skin, and even as her body trembled with pain, she never released my hand.
“Walyon, I don’t need children, I don’t need anything, I only need you!”
“We will never separate in this life. I, Athena, even in death, will never betray you!” she vowed, every word burning with fierce conviction.
Those desperate words tore apart the last shred of my dignity. I sneered, pulled a photo from my pocket, and slapped it hard against her face.
“No need to bother, your accident, I already took care of it.”
“I went to the kindergarten. The environment was fine, but the security was far too poor.”
Her child knelt there, his cheeks streaked with tears, a gun pressed coldly to his head. I watched as the veins on her forehead swelled, standing out one by one.
Together for ten years, she had never once raised her voice at me, never once shown anger.
Yet today, because of another man and his child, her eyes burned with murderous fire.
She slammed me hard against the wall, tore the knife from her bleeding shoulder, and turned the blade to my neck.
“How dare you lay a hand on a child!”
“Waylon, have I treated you too well, to the point you’ve forgotten who you are?”
“If I hadn’t protected you, you would have died long ago!”
“Now your wings have hardened, and because you can’t have children yourself, you go after someone else’s? To do something this vile, you truly are disgusting!”
Each word cut into me deeper than any blade, leaving me humiliated beyond endurance. Yet I laughed, my calm sinking into my very bones.
“Didn’t you always say, if we want to part, one of us must die?”
“Others don’t dare do it, so I’ll trouble Athena to do it herself.”