All The Unsaid のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

"Charles, what did you just say?"I stared in disbelief at the innocent face of Charles Smith, my son, struggling to accept the words I thought I had heard."Dad, I didn't say anything. You must've been hearing things," Charles replied, his eyes darting nervously.However, I knew better. A child's fleeting emotions could not easily slip past a parent.Just as I convinced myself it was a mistake, I heard his thoughts again, clear as day.'Dad's such a pain. He's always on my case, even on my birthday. Mr. Shaw's way cooler. He gets me whatever I want.'Charles's lips had not moved, not even a twitch, and that was when it hit me.I could read minds.That day was supposed to be a joyous occasion, Charles's tenth birthday.I had gone all out, preparing his favorite dishes and ordering a massive cake, only to be met with that silent rebuke.I racked my brain for any clue about that 'Mr. Shaw'.Then, it clicked. Yvette Smith, my wife, had recently hired a secretary named Patrick S

I rang up my sister and spilled the beans about Yvette's dirty laundry.Just like I thought, my sister blew her top."Eugene, just you wait, I'll make sure they get what's coming to them."A wicked grin spread across my face. "Now, it's my turn to teach their kid a lesson."When I got home, there was Charles, looking all guilty, slumped over his homework at the table.I did not need to check the cameras I had installed to know he had been up to no good.However, that time, I let it slide.I spoke to Charles with a calm demeanor. "Buddy, I'm pretty wiped out today. Why don't you watch some TV?" His face lit up brighter than a kid in a candy store. "For real, Dad? I can actually watch TV?" he asked, his voice quivering with excitement. I gave him a warm, fatherly look and said, "I've been thinking, son. Always telling you 'don't do this, don't do that' isn't good for a kid's spirit. From now on, you make your own choices. I'm stepping back." Over the next few days, Charles w

Back in college, I was all about keeping things real with Yvette. She was the kind of girl who did not need frills or fancy stuff, so I kept my family's money out of the picture. We hustled together at part-time gigs, choked down some seriously questionable takeout, and got soaked in the rain more times than I can count, all without splurging on an umbrella.One chilly evening, as we were heading back to her dorm, Yvette pulled me into this fierce hug out of nowhere. "Eugene, will you marry me?" she asked. Right then, I swear my heart skipped a beat. It was pure bliss, and I promised myself I would stick by her through thick and thin.Fast forward to that day, and guess who was left out in the cold? Me. I had just gotten off the phone, feeling a mix of frustration and disbelief, staring at the walls of an empty house we had bought with a mortgage when we tied the knot.Yvette's parents never thought much of me, labeled me a deadbeat from the get-go. They did not chip in a dime f

However, even then, I had underestimated just how brazen Yvette could be.Before she could be hit with a court summons, she took to the internet, posting a video that went viral. In it, she spun a tale of her decade-long marriage to me, how she had slaved away for our family, sacrificing everything. Then, she claimed, I had found someone new and was ready to ditch her and our kids, even having the gall to ask her for a whopping 150 thousand dollars in some made-up compensation. Watching her sob through her performance, I could not help but think that sometimes, when someone was utterly dumbfounded, laughter was the only response.The online crowd, fueled by outrage, quickly sniffed out my personal details and the internet became a battleground of insults against me. Eugene's got some nerve, mooching off his wife and cheating on her too!][Tell me about it. If I were her, I'd have dumped him a decade ago instead of wasting all these years.][I can just picture him now, crying

"Back so soon, dear?" I greeted her.Yvette shoved me aside with a look of revulsion. "The divorce papers. Hand them over, and let's end this cleanly."Feigning confusion, I replied, "What are you on about? What divorce papers?"All I've got here is the subpoena the court dropped off. Want to have a look?"Her face was a picture of disbelief, eyes wide with a mix of fear and chaos.She grabbed the paper from my hand, only to find it was nothing but a blank sheet. Yvette's anger deflated in an instant, and she lashed out at me. "You just can't give up your scheming, can you? As if someone like you could actually afford a lawyer. You're delusional." I dropped the nice guy act and glared at him with pure malice. "You want a divorce... fine, I'll see you in court." The moment I finished speaking, there was another knock at the door. This time, it was the harbinger of Yvette's downfall. Yvette's own foolishness had sealed her fate. The court had sent her summons after summons, at l