Finally, Riley couldn’t help but burst into tears.
“Debra, if I want to divorce Adam, won’t Luca get hurt in the process? Will he be sad to grow up without his father?”
Thinking about the poor, innocent Luca, I felt bad.
But I knew that only by Leaving Adam could Riley and Luca Live genuine, happy lives. If Riley continued to endure her unhappy marriage for the sake of her son, Adam would never change. On the contrary, he’d probably get even worse. It would inevitably lead to more pain for both her and Luca.
Thinking of these things, I made up my mind to tell Riley the truth.
“Luca will only get hurt if he continues living with an abusive father and an unhappy mother.”
Riley was stunned for a while, falling into deep thought.
I didn’t know if my words had registered on her or not, but this was her own life, and she had to make her own choices.
Having received no response, I went to the bathroom to remove my makeup and wash my face. Riley had already fallen asleep by the time I went out.
I went to bed, but I couldn’t seem to fall asleep. After a while of restless tossing and turning, I got up and went to the balcony for some fresh air.
Although my wound had healed well, Riley’s and my escapade tonight exhausted me and I had a minor headache.
Just as I was about to drink in the delicious fresh air, I heard
Caleb’s voice from the next room.
I turned around and found him standing on the balcony next to mine.
“You don’t look so good, Debra. You should’ve stayed in the hospital and focused on recovering instead of sneaking out and meddling in someone else’s affairs.”
Debra’s POV:
Caleb’s satirical intentions were glaringly evident, causing me to lose all interest in engaging with him.
I turned my back and contemplated retreating to the solace of my own room.
However, Caleb, sensing my imminent departure, agilely leapt over from the neighboring balcony
His actions were simple and unadorned, yet they sent shivers down my spine. I couldn’t help but utter a curse.
“Have you gone completely mad? The height is treacherous. One wrong step and your life could have been lost!”
Despite the audacious leap, Caleb remained remarkably composed. Having gracefully Landed on the balcony of my room, he approached me and gently placed his hand on my head.
Having taken my temperature, Caleb exhaled a sigh of relief.
“You’re perfectly fine. I had the impression that your condition had worsened, considering how visibly uneasy you appeared just moments ago.”
As it transpired, Caleb had taken the risk to ascertain whether or not
