“I can’t even love my own child.” On the day she finished writing the divorce papers after a 5-year contract marriage, Helia left Calligo without any regrets. She left him with the remaining child from their contract marriage.
Helia Halos was colder, more selfish, and more malicious than anyone else.
“This is alimony. I don’t need it anymore, so I’ll give it to you.” Until she managed to pass off the Marquis she had tried so hard to hold onto and hide her whereabouts, he thought that way.
Helia was confident that she was unaffected. Leaving her child and abandoning the man who had brought excitement into her life didn’t bother her.
“Mother, Riche loves you even if you don’t love me. I’ll come visit sometimes and love you even more, Mother.”
In reality, she was unfazed. She would continue to be that way in the future, if it weren’t for the child she coincidentally encountered. “So, that’s why…!” Tears fell from the child’s cheeks.
Helia stepped back as the child ran towards her with open arms. She couldn’t be a good parent, nor could she love anything.
“Child, there are things in this world that you can’t love.” With just that one word, she turned away, pretending not to notice the firm gaze in front of her.
