"Gilbert, it's my birthday today. When are you coming back? The guests are already here," Emma cooed sweetly over the phone, her voice dripping with charm. "You promised to spend the day with me."
"I'll be back soon," he replied after a pause, then ended the call and grabbed his briefcase, heading out.
Anila, you're gone now. In this lifetime, I'll never love again. For the sake of the children, I had no choice but to marry another woman. I'm sorry. But no matter what, you will always be the love of my life, the one I hold dearest in my heart.
Watson Castle.
As soon as Gilbert returned home, he saw the house decorated like a royal palace. Reporters crowded the front gate, making him frown.
It was just a birthday, yet Emma had turned it into such a spectacle. Not even his grandparents ever celebrated this extravagantly.
His face darkened.
