Chapter 4

Back at the marital villa to pack my things, I ran into Seraphina Sterling.

She leaned against the doorway, her eyes scanning me with contempt. “So, my daughter’s kidnapping act was exposed, and now you’re dropping the pretense?”

“Just as I thought, everything about you, right from how you first approached me, was fake.”

“What if I told you I married you because Damon Thorne dumped you for being paralyzed and left the country? Would you believe me?”

I looked at her calmly.

She scoffed indifferently. “You’re really good at slandering Damon.”

“Stop with your pathetic act. I’m sick of it.”

She stepped forward and grabbed my wrist. “Since you’re so idle, move back in and serve Damon and me properly.”

“And if you’re feeling lonely, I don’t mind if we all share the bed.”

She leaned close to my ear, her voice barely a whisper for only us to hear: “Your suffering expression is my best thrill!”

I didn’t struggle, just stared at her numbly.

She seemed to find it boring, let go of me, and turned to her assistant. “Where’s my daughter? He’s done with his act, it’s time to bring the child back, isn’t it?”

The assistant stammered, but I no longer wished to explain.

Just then, Seraphina Sterling’s phone rang. The moment she answered, her face changed dramatically.

“What? Something happened to Damon?”

Seraphina Sterling instinctively looked at me. “Is this another one of your dirty tricks! I knew you were still as malicious as before!”

“Do you think playing these little games in front of me will make me change my mind?”

“Dream on!”

She hung up and furiously kicked me hard in the chest.

I cried out, falling to the floor. She wasn't satisfied, though, and kicked me again from above.

“Caleb Knight! You dare to pull the same stunt again! Three years ago, you forced Damon away, and now you want to do it again?”

Her eyes were bloodshot, like an enraged lioness. “I’m telling you, if anything happens to Damon, I will never let you go!”

With that, she rushed away without a backward glance.

The assistant was terrified and quickly helped me, weak as I was, to my feet.

“Mr. Knight, why didn't you explain to Ms. Sterling just now? It was Grandpa Sterling who called the police and launched an investigation into Damon Thorne.”

I closed my eyes, tears rolling down my cheeks. “I’m tired. And even if I explained, she wouldn’t believe me.”

“Just let it be.”