Chapter 10
I couldn’t help but worry: “Is the boss’s son okay?”
“What could be the matter? It’s the young master who has something going on. I feel like he was going crazy, depressed, manic, and sometimes even Mr. Kaufman was beaten by him.”
Emilia shook her head and said, “Mr. Kaufman’s health deteriorated. He worked too hard and had too much stress. He became a sickly person, not a match for the young master. Oh, what a tragedy.”
It looked quite miserable.
But what did it matter to me?
I even wanted to laugh.
Love Eraser is amazing, my intricate heart with seven apertures didn’t feel any emotions at all.
However, I still made a trip back to the Kaufman’s manor.
After all, there was still one thing to be done.
When they arrived at the Kaufman’s manor, it was late in the evening
The entire villa was quiet, with no lights turned on.
All the babysitters were gone, but the front door was open, and shouting could be heard from inside.
I approached and heard Fraser’s voice, which had already become hoarse.
“Antonio, I didn’t recognize you as a father. It was you who drove Mom
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away, it was you who made me have no mother!” Fraser shouted and smashed things.
I glanced and saw him with disheveled hair, and a thin body full of hostility.
Antonio sat on the couch coughing, his back hunched, his temples. graying, looking like he was nearing the end.
He tried his best to maintain his dignity: “Fraser, show me some respect, I am your father!”
“Bullshit, it’s all your fault. You had an affair and drove Mom away. And you even developed a Love Eraser. You’re not worth living!” Fraser shouted angrily.
Antonio was so angry that his whole body was trembling, and he threw the teacup away.
Fraser was splashed in the face with water, and he became completely enraged. He lunged at Antonio and pinned him down, ready to fight.
He had already become stronger and taller than Antonio, who was no match for him at all.
Antonio, however, did not back down either, and the father and son engaged in a fierce fight, resulting in bloodshed within moments.
I shook my head and walked in slowly.
In an instant, both of them widened their eyes and fell into silence.
Afterward, Fraser jumped up and burst into tears, crying out, “Mom, you’re finally back, Mom!”
He ran towards me, trying to hug me.
I coldly reprimanded, “Stop!”
Fraser stood frozen in place, looking at me helplessly, as pitiful as a little dog.
“Mom, I was wrong. It’s good that you came back. I knew you still love me…” he kept talking, tears streaming down his face.
I looked at Antonio.
Antonio coughed intensely, wiping the blood off his face and straightening his tie.
He maintained a ridiculous face.
I looked at him indifferently.
He smiled at me and said, “Grace, you finally came back. It’s good to have you back. The three of us can start over from scratch…”
“No.” I refused immediately while throwing a contract at Antonio.
Antonio took it and his pupils shook, trembling all over as he read, “Divorce… agreement… No, I can’t, I won’t divorce, I can’t be without you!”
“I was just letting you know, not discussing with you.” I turned around and walked away.
The notice is completed, and it is now up to the lawyer.
The father and son chased after me at the same time, and I shouted sternly, “Stop!”
The father and son both stopped at the same time, afraid to offend me. They could only plead incessantly, “Grace, please don’t treat me like this. I know I was wrong…”
“Irene, that bitch, was forced by me to go abroad. She had a miserable life, and I want to prove to you that I really love you…….”
Fraser then knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down his face. “Mom, please stay. I know I’ve hurt your heart, but Love Eraser didn’t work, you must still love us.”
“Yes, yes, yes!”
Antonio ran over, his gaze burning, and pulled out a crumpled experiment report. “Grace, look, Love Eraser is ineffective, this product is a failure! You must still love us, tell me, how can I be forgiven?”
I became silent.
The father and son also became quiet, looking at me nervously and expectantly.
Just like before, they deceived me with the appearance of drinking Love Eraser.
In the past, they hoped that I didn’t love them.
Now, they were hoping that I would love them again.
How ridiculous.
I laughed and sighed lightly, “Why don’t you understand? Whether Love Eraser works or not doesn’t matter. It had already taken effect the moment you tricked me into drinking it.”
I didn’t need to drink it, it had already taken effect!
Eighteen years of dedication and hardship materialized in that moment.
“Even if I didn’t drink, I wouldn’t love you anymore!”
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I left with a carefree departure, uttering the last sentence.
Desperate wailing was heard behind.
I visited Troy.
He was now well–off, the son of a California tycoon, and he soared to new heights like a phoenix.
However, he was still so eager to learn.
When I went to his house for a visit, he was practicing the piano in the music room, with a focused and handsome profile.
I sat quietly and waited. He didn’t come out until after an hour.
The moment he saw me, he blurted out, “Mom!”
I chuckled, and he blushed, awkwardly moving closer, “Grace, you’re here.”
“Come and see my son,” I joked.
His face became even redder.
I stopped making fun of him and went straight to the point: “The Elizabeth Piano Competition at the end of the year is about to start. Are you going or not?”
“Of course I went, I wanted to win the youth group championship!”
“Then I will take the adult group championship. I haven’t wasted any time these days.”
They smiled at each other, their hearts connected.
After dinner, Troy had a surprise for me.
He took me to the backyard of the villa, where the spacious yard was filled with roses.
It was the time of August, and the roses were in full bloom.
Red, yellow, white… colorful and pleasing to the eye.
Different colors represent different meanings of flowers.
Red represents passion and courage.
Yellow represented youth and beauty.
White represented purity and nobility.
But no matter what color or flower language it is, it represents itself.
It bloomed quietly here, leaving a vivid stroke for its own life.
This was the self–appreciating Roses.
It was grand and brilliant.
It should have been grand and brilliant!
