Chapter 3

"Or do you think I'm stupid enough to leave everything under my name to some bastard child?"

Talia had never seen me like this before. Her face turned a few shades paler.

Her whole body trembled. Gritting her teeth, she signed all the contracts.

"Fine. Since you're so eager to cut ties with me, I'll satisfy you.

"It's not like I care about your assets!"

She threw the signed contracts straight at my face and laughed mockingly.

"The assets are divided now. If you have the nerve, divorce me."

After saying that, Talia slammed the door and left.

I stood there for a long time before bending down to pick up the contracts and pushing them toward the lawyer.

"Proceed with the divorce according to the original plan."

After Mrs. Isaacson found out that Talia and I were in a cold war, she called me.

"Gavin, what's going on with you and Talia?

"Why are you living at the company instead of coming home? She's pregnant right now. At the end of the day, you're husband and wife, and that child will be the Isaacson family's heir..."

Every word Mrs. Isaacson said blamed me.

She still didn't know I was already preparing for divorce.

When I thought of the seventeen dead children buried behind the old family estate, I knew I had to go back at least once.

The moment I entered, I heard Talia's mocking voice.

"Didn't you say you weren't coming back? If you have the nerve, stay outside forever."

Evan also sounded sarcastic.

"Talia, don't blame Gavin. Maybe he just feels like an eyesore in front of us."

I ignored the two of them and walked straight past.

I'd buried all seventeen children Talia aborted on the hill behind the old estate.

There were seventeen gravestones there, standing one after another.

I crouched down and pulled the weeds around them. Tears spilled out at that moment.

If I hadn't heard Talia's conversation with Evan, I'd have been kept in the dark my entire life.

After paying my respects to the children, I brought out the things I'd once prepared for them.

When Talia saw me dragging a suitcase, she frowned and immediately stood up.

"Where are you going?"

As she spoke, she snatched the suitcase and opened it to look inside.

"These things were never used. Wouldn't it be good to keep them for the child in my belly? Why are you so petty?

"Those seventeen abortions harmed my body a lot too. Who are you putting on this act for..."

Talia complained at me in dissatisfaction. With bloodshot eyes, I looked up at her.

"Those children never even had the chance to be born. They had no names. I never even got to see what they looked like.

"All they left in this world are those seventeen gravestones. As their mother, have you ever visited them even once?

"Talia, when you sleep at night, don't you dream of those children coming to take your life?"

My hysterical appearance frightened her. She staggered back several steps.

When Evan saw this, he pointed at my nose and cursed.

"Gavin, are you even a man? Talia is pregnant. Don't scare her.

"Those children are dead, so they're dead. Talia has her own child now. Only you would grieve over a bunch of dead people!"

The fury in my chest finally burst free. I grabbed Evan by the collar, clenched my fist, and smashed it into him.

With every punch, I shouted.

"If not for you two, would those children be dead? Those were seventeen lives!"

Talia froze at the sudden turn of events. Then she hurried forward to pull us apart.

But the next second, I pushed her to the floor.

Talia's cry of pain snapped me back to my senses. I quickly turned to look, and my face went deathly pale.