A black luxury car entered the gates of a cozy manor on the outskirts of the city.
"Madam, Mr. Riverdale is here," the servant announced.
Hearing it, Marina’s brows furrowed. "What is he doing here?" She stood up from her chair to go outside, but before she could, Aeldric had already entered the drawing room.
"Why are you here?" she asked, clearly displeased by his presence.
"I’m here to see my wife. Can’t I even do that now?" the old man asked as he walked toward her.
"No, you can’t. You’re not welcome here, and you know it well," the old woman replied, her voice filled with both arrogance and anger.
The woman who used to love him now saw him as an eyesore.
But Aeldric didn’t back down, as usual, and said, "You’re forgetting—this home was given to you by me."
"You weren’t doing me a favor. I wasted my entire life on you," she retorted. "You can’t make up for it even with all the Riverdale assets."
Aeldric smirked slightly. He didn’t mind her words. In fact, he preferred it that way. It was an assurance that she wouldn’t leave this place just because it had been given to her by him. She had found her right over it.
"I came to tell you something you’ve been waiting for a long time," Aeldric said.
"I’m waiting for nothing—except for you to bring back my Alex alive from his grave," she said.
"Are you forgetting about his daughter?" Aeldric asked.
The moment she heard it, Marina’s body froze. She had been telling herself that one day, this old man would show mercy and bring that little girl back.
"Where is she?" Marina asked.
"She’s at the Riverdale estate," the man replied. "Didn’t your grandson tell you?"
Marina felt puzzled, as Justin hadn’t told her about it.
"Seems like he didn’t," the old man said, looking around. "Where’s that woman?"
Marina snapped back to her senses, knowing who he was referring to. "She’s resting. Don’t disturb her."
Aeldric ignored her and walked toward the garden, where Serena was sitting in the sunlight.
He went to her and stood a few steps away, facing her. "After killing my son, here you are—living a comfortable life. What a shameless woman."
"Aeldric, mind your words," Marina warned.
"She doesn’t even react to what I said. What are you so worried about?" Aeldric said. "Even if it hurts her, she deserves it. She killed our son."
"You killed our son," Marina countered. "Only if you had allowed him to live the way he wanted."
Aeldric glared at her. "Don’t you want to see your granddaughter?"
Marina swallowed her words, while Aeldric looked at Serena. "Do you even remember you have a daughter? The daughter you never got to see—thanks to me."
Serena, who had been quiet and unaffected until now, lifted her gaze and looked at Aeldric. No words came out of her mouth, but her eyes conveyed that she understood his words.
What’s going on in his mind?
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