She just wanted to live quietly and did what she wanted to do here.
She had chosen to leave because she didn’t want to get involved in anything.
How was everyone else? It didn’t matter to her who lived or died.
People might think she was cold-blooded and heartless, but she really had no deep feelings for the kins she never spent time with.
She didn’t want to carry too many burdens, and she couldn’t carry them either. She was tired, so she just wanted to live a simple life.
Armand pursed his lips and didn’t say anything further. He mentioned this to tell her that Jeffery’s sentence had been handed down. Whatever the outcome of his sentence was, it had nothing to do with Cormac, for Jeffery had turned himself in.
This was the only good thing Jeffery did, right?
And what Jeffery did made Cormac’s relationship with Loredana not irredeemable.
Although Jeffery indirectly killed Victoria, he also redeemed himself by turning himself in.
Because Armand knew she didn’t want to hear what he had to say, he didn’t continue. Then he took the two children to leave the house.
“Mommy, we’ll be back soon.” The two children turned around and waved to her.
She didn’t go out to see them off. And then she stood in the foyer and waved at them, “Okay, I’ll wait for you.”
Soon, the elevator opened, and Armand led the two children to the elevator.
“We are leaving now.” Armand said.
Loredana kept a smile on her face and said, “Okay.” Then she watched them get on the elevator. She didn’t take her eyes off the elevator until the doors had closed. She just stood there and stared at the decreasing numbers on the elevator screen.
Six, five, four, three, two, one.
She counted the time. She tried to estimate when they would get off the elevator, walk out of the neighborhood, and meet their father.
She slowly turned around and walked to the living room. She could’ve stood on the balcony and seen the entrance to the neighborhood, but she didn’t go.
Because she hadn’t been separated from her children, she was afraid she might feel bitter about letting them go. And she was afraid that he would see her.
She stepped over to the dining table, on which she still had the carrots her daughter had washed and the red bean pastries her son had brought for her. However, she couldn’t eat anything at the moment. She felt her heart was heavy.
She just sat there in silence.
The clock on the wall was ticking away. And little by little, time passed.
Theresa came out of the bedroom and saw Loredana sitting there. Then she didn’t say anything. She opened the refrigerator, got a bottle of water, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
Even if Theresa didn’t say anything, given Armand’s presence, Loredana might have found out that Cormac knew where she stayed.
“Did you feel down because the two kids left?” Theresa asked.
“A little, because I haven’t been separated from them. But that’s alright. After all, they’re his children too. And it was selfish of me to take them away.”
She hadn’t even let him have his children when he needed someone to be with the most.
“And they’ll be back soon. Besides, you’re not alone now.” Theresa looked at her belly.
Loredana bowed her head and forced a smile, “Yeah. I’m not alone. I have him.”
Because Loredana had something on her mind, she didn’t really want to continue talking to her. Then she went back to the bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked out the window. Cormac knew this place, so what happened to her that night was probably real instead of being a dream.
She looked back at the messy bed and leaned over to lie down, but she couldn’t sleep anyway.
As it turned dark, she was overwhelmed by a sense of loneliness which she had never felt before.
Because her children were not with her, she was fully engaged in her work. And she received many orders for Gambiered Canton Gauze. The original factory was already overwhelmed with high demand, so she expanded production with the help of Oscar.
At noon, Theresa came back from her place and brought Loredana an express delivery.
She was designing a Chinese wedding dress for a client, but she had left the drawing at home. When she went home to get it, the doorman told her she had a delivery. She looked and saw that it was Loredana’ package, so she brought it back for Loredana.
“I haven’t bought anything lately.” Who would send her a package?
“I don’t know what it is. The doorman said there was an express parcel for you. I took a look at it and saw that it had your name on it, so I brought it to you.”
Theresa looked at it and found no sender’s name or address, and it was still in a folder, “Is it a file or something?”
“You’d better open it and see.” Theresa handed it to her.
Loredana reached for it and tore open the seal. Then she saw that it didn’t contain papers, but a stack of photographs.
It seemed to pique her interest. She reached out and took the photos out, but every single one of them was obscene.
That was not the point. What was more serious was the person in the photos.
The blood on her face faded little by little, and her hands trembled, but she didn’t stop looking at the next photo. And each one looked explicit.
When Theresa saw Loredana didn’t look right, she leaned over, “What is that…”
Before she could see it, Loredana put the photos back into the folder and clutched the flap of the folder tightly. And she was afraid someone would see the photos inside. Then she acted as if nothing had happened, “It’s nothing.”
“But your expression doesn’t look good to me.” Theresa frowned.
Even though Loredana said she was fine, the look on her face didn’t fool Theresa, and her expression clearly didn’t look like nothing had happened.
Theresa stared at the folder in her hand. She wondered what was inside that could change the look on her face in a split second.
“I’m probably just a little tired. Theresa, just leave me alone for a while.” Loredana turned her back on her.
Now she needed to calm down.
Theresa said, “Okay.” Since Loredana wouldn’t talk to her, Loredana probably just didn’t want to talk to her. She just hoped that if something happened, Loredana wouldn’t bury her feelings alone deep down in her heart. And she hoped that Loredana would tell her when she calmed down.
After all, if one more person knew what was on her mind, it would be one more person to give her advice.
After Theresa left, Loredana pulled a chair and sat down. After she calmed down, she took out the pictures again and looked at them. Even though she was prepared, it still hit her hard when she looked at the photos again. After all, the protagonist in those photos was someone she cared about.
Those photos were many explicit photos of Cormac and a woman lying on a bed. And there were a lot of photos, and the faces on each one looked very clear.
No matter how she looked at the photos, she couldn’t see anything wrong and couldn’t tell if the photos were real or not.
She told herself in her mind that the photos must be fake and someone must have sent them to her on purpose.
New Book: Beginning with a Daring Encounter
Celsie was tired of being labeled as an introvert, workaholic, and dull virgin by her friends. Determined to prove them wrong, she made a bet that she would do something daring on her 25th birthday. Now that the day had arrived, it was time to fulfill her promise. On her daring to-do list, there was one task: a one-night stand with someone.