But he did the opposite, pointing at Heidi and saying firmly, “Save her, any amount of money is fine!”
I stared at him in shock and pain, breaking down as I cried, “Ezra, save me…”
My tears and despair could not make him change his mind.
He took Heidi and left without a glance back, as if I did not exist.
It was almost half a month before I was finally rescued.
In those dark days, the kidnappers beat me, burned my arm with cigarette ends, and my private photos were spread all over the internet.
He did not come to rescue me; even the kidnappers laughed and mocked me.
“Miss Russo chose the wrong man, ah, while you are being tortured, he is still traveling and relaxing with his mistress!”
When I was saved, if not for the hospital’s urgent call, Ezra would still be in Switzerland with her, speaking of love.
We had a child, and even after everything, she was still fortunate and strong enough to live.
For the sake of this child, he finally chose to end things with Heidi and return to my side.
Because of that kidnapping incident, everyone in Kansas learned that she was a mistress. After being removed from the orchestra, she vanished.
During these two years, I thought he no longer loved her, but when they met again after so long, he still lost control over himself for her.
I quietly looked at his cold face and softly spoke.
“Ezra, let’s get a divorce. I will let you two lovers be together.”
Hearing this, surprise and fear flashed through his eyes.
But soon, he scoffed. “Evie, all these years you keep using divorce to pressure me, but you never divorce.”
“We have a child, you and your father already broke ties long ago; besides me, you have no one to depend on.”
His words sounded very ridiculous; everyone in Kansas knew I loved him, knew my father did not agree for me to marry an illegitimate son, knew that to marry him, I endured ninety-nine family punishments and even cut ties with the Russo family.
But no one knew there was a deal between my father and me.
“Ten years, as long as he still loves you like before, I will give half of the family property to him.”
“If he betrays you, I want you to come back home and personally take back all his assets.”
Ezra, you were wrong. You really were about to lose me.
I wanted to keep arguing with him, but my daughter’s weak crying stopped me.
I calmly looked at them, got into the car, and drove away.