After the man left, the room returned to silence. I wiped my lips hard, trying to wipe off the scent of him that was on me.
Caesario and I had loved to each other.
On the day of my sweet seventeen birthday party, Caesario, who was twenty years old, stood in front of me, with a blush on his cheeks.
"Serena, will you be with me?"
"Don't worry, I will treat you well."
Looking into his evasive eyes, my heart softened and I immediately nodded.
In the following two years, Caesario almost held me in his palm, wishing to pluck all the stars in the sky in front of me.
Until I was twenty years old, Leander called us over.
"Caesario, Serena, you have both reached the age to get married. I will choose a good day to hold your wedding."
From that day on, Caesario's attitude towards me took a sharp turn for the worse and he looked at me with impatience and disgust.
I did not know what I did wrong and he did not explain to me the reason.
A year after we got married, I was pregnant and he was even more unreasonable. He stayed out every night and openly brought his childhood sweetheart out in public, not caring at all what others thought of me.
It was not that I had not cried and made a fuss before, but Caesario just looked at me with a disdainful and cold smile on his face.
"Whether it's Ms. Roberts' position or children, I've given you everything you want. What else do you have to make a fuss about?"
"Serena, do you know? Your tears only make me sick."
From that day on, I no longer looked for a reason, nor did I care about my husband fooling around outside. I just focused on raising and taking care of my children.
After seven years of marriage, he did not love me or my children.
I thought that the days would pass slowly like this and as long as I had my children around me, my life would always have hope.
But now, I had even lost my children.
Early in the morning, Leander and Madison took me to the funeral home.
When my son and daughter were pushed into the cremation room, tears streamed down my face, but I kept biting my lips tightly without making any sound.
Madison looked at me with worry on her face.
"Serena, if you feel uncomfortable, cry out. It's okay."
I shook my head without making a sound.
Leander stomped the cane in his hand, making a loud bang sound.
"What about that troublemaker! Where would he, a father, go on such a day today?"