This was Northwood City's most exclusive affluent district, where money alone couldn't buy property. Her marital home with Julian, Stellamare Villa, was located in District A, while this property, 'Silverstream Villa', sat right here in District B. The two estates were separated by barely a mile of private neighborhood roads.
Julian and Melody had built a secret home together behind her back and raised a son here, hadn't they? How long had this been going on?-
The boy was five. That meant while she was trapped in a living hell, consumed by the grief of losing her children for five entire years, Julian was here, enjoying the warmth and perfection of his secret family.
He had a new home. A new child. Why would he ever care about the twins they had lost?
Hester got back into her car and slammed the door shut. Sitting in the driver's seat, she masochistically pulled out her phone and dialed his number again.
It rang out. She dialed a second time...
She lost count of how many times she called him. Just like the countless times over the last five years when her grief had spiraled out of control, she kept hitting the call button, fully knowing he wouldn't answer, yet desperately trying anyway.
It wasn't until night completely fell that her phone finally died and slipped from her fingers. She blinked her burning, swollen eyes, and fresh tears spilled over.
The estate's exterior lights flickered on, casting a dim glow inside her car.
As if guided by some twisted sixth sense, Hester looked up at the second-floor master bedroom.
Through the sheer curtains drawn across the floor-to-ceiling windows, she could perfectly make out two silhouettes locked in a tight embrace.
Hester pressed her lips together, fighting desperately to maintain her composure, but her chin wouldn't stop quivering.
Her heart felt like it was being shoved through a meat grinder. The agony was so suffocating she thought she might genuinely lose her mind!
She grabbed the door handle, ready to storm the gates. But as she moved, her eyes caught the ultrasound printout sitting on the center console. The voices of her twins echoed in her head.


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