A Heart Reduced to Ashes

I opened the notes app on my phone and looked at the detailed notes I had kept since Yoel proposed to me. I recorded all the nice things he had done for me.

Then, I looked at Rosa's social media profile and compared the posts she had made to my notes.

The more I looked at them, the more pain I was in.

Last month, Yoel bought me a Hermes bracelet. It turned out that he only got it while he was on vacation abroad with Rosa. Last year, he gave me a painting from my favorite artist for my birthday. However, he spent tens of millions of dollars to buy an entire art gallery for Rosa to invest in her as a new artist.

Five years ago, Rosa posted a picture of her medical report, showing that her kidneys were failing. That was the day when Yoel proposed to me.

Back then, I had my doubts. After all, he had always been cold toward me, and I didn't understand why he would suddenly have a change of heart.

He looked sincere at that moment, saying he had promised my late parents that he would take care of me for the rest of my life. Since I had a crush on him for many years, I blindly believed every word he said.

It turned out that he just took my kidney and killed my son instead.

Even though he had been treating me well for the past few years, it was just a lie like the cake tonight. It was just the leftovers from the grand dinner he'd had with Rosa.

While he was deeply in love with her, he gave me some crumbs to keep me entertained.

To put it nicely, that was the compensation he gave me. However, if my parents were watching from the skies, I figured they would be upset as well.

When I returned to the bedroom, I realized Yoel had already fallen asleep. Countless thoughts ran through my mind as I looked at his dashing side profile. I couldn't sleep at all that night.

When Yoel came downstairs in his suit the next morning, I was already having breakfast at the table.

Seeing the tie in his hand, our housekeeper, Wendy, teased with a chuckle, "Are you asking Mrs. Lawson to help you with your tie again, Mr. Lawson? You've been married for five years, but you're still as clingy as ever!"

Yoel smiled and waited for me to get up as usual. However, I just sat there and didn't move at all. I didn't even spare him a glance.

When he saw the cake box sitting perfectly in the trash can, he frowned and said nothing about it. Instead, he looked at me with a caring gaze. "What's wrong? Have you lost your appetite? Are you feeling unwell?"

I coldly told him that I was fine. "Don't you have to meet your clients or something? You should go to work now. Don't worry about me."

He smiled again and ruffled my hair. "Are you angry at me, my dear Felicity? It looks like I've been spending too much time outside recently."

I tilted my head to the side and avoided his hand. Sometimes, I was impressed by how he'd put up this loving act with me for five years for Rosa's sake. He really had put in a lot of effort to act so naturally.

"Once I'm done with my project, I'll find some time to be with you, babe."

I resisted the urge to scoff and agreed with what he said. Then, I suggested, "Why don't we hang out this Sunday? There's a famous art exhibition in Idani, and I would like you to check it out with me."

Yoel froze for a moment and said he couldn't make it that afternoon. He told me that he had to meet an important client. Hearing that, my heart fell completely. It was Rosa's birthday that Sunday.

I tidied Remy's belongings once more and suddenly noticed that someone had touched one of the small boxes.

I hurriedly checked the box and realized that a golden pendant was missing. It was shaped like a locket, and it belonged to my late mother.

I asked a priest to bless it so that I could give it to my son on his birthday. When Remy died, his blood stained the golden locket. I did my best to wipe it clean and kept it in the small box like a treasure.

When I realized it was gone, I instantly became emotional and rushed downstairs to grab Wendy's arm. "Did you steal the golden locket? Return it to me now, or I'm calling the police!"

Wendy was stunned by my loud interrogation, and she hurriedly said that she never touched my personal belongings. "By the way, Mr. Lawson, when you went out last week, Mr. Lawson came back with Ms. Shaw. Do you think…"

Before she could finish her words, I stormed out of the house. I wanted to look for Rosa, and she lived in the same residential area.

I only walked a little before running into her on the road. She had beautiful makeup on and was walking her dog in her luxurious clothes.

There was a golden locket on the dog's collar.