Chapter 3

That evening, after Ellis picked up our son, she didn't come home for a long time.

No matter how many times I called, she wouldn't answer.

Frightened, I rushed out to find them.

But as soon as I opened the door, I saw Ellis with a dark expression on her face.

Not seeing my son, I was about to ask when Ellis's palm struck my face.

"Howard, I thought you were truly understanding, but I never imagined you'd deceive me!

You incited our son to target Roger. Is that fun for you?"

I didn't know what had happened, but it wasn't hard to guess—Roger must have staged something.

"I didn't."

But Ellis didn't believe me at all.

I asked where our son was, and she snorted coldly. "If he does something wrong, naturally he must be punished."

My heart clenched. Ellis glared at me viciously.

To keep her stable, I said nothing more and simply apologized.

Ellis's attitude softened, and she told me to apologize to Roger.

I went.

He pretended to be terrified, hiding behind Ellis.

In the end, I knelt in the pouring rain all night before Ellis finally calmed down.

After bringing my son home, I finally learned what had happened.

I never expected Roger would scheme against even such a small child.

Elliott said that when Ellis picked him up, Roger was already in the car.

Later, Elliott didn't know what happened, but Roger suddenly said he felt unwell and mentioned something about allergies.

Ellis immediately decided that Elliott had deliberately caused Roger's allergic reaction.

Looking at my son's swollen eyes from crying, my heart ached terribly.

In that moment, my desire to kill them peaked.

After that, Ellis didn't come home, staying away to comfort Roger. I was actually relieved to have the peace and quiet.

But I didn't expect that when she returned, she brought Roger with her.

"Roger has been living in the house he used to rent with Atalanta. Now every object there reminds him of her. Our house is so big—one more person won't make a difference."

Ellis wasn't asking for my opinion—she was informing me.

I said nothing, only looked at Roger.

At this point, all the neighbors knew that Ellis had brought her best friend's fiancé to stay and care for him.

They all praised Ellis. "Miss Ellis is so righteous."

"Exactly. Atalanta was so lucky to have a friend like Miss Ellis."

Even Roger nodded along.

"Yes, I'm truly grateful to Miss Ellis during this time. If not for her, I don't know if I could have gone on living."

When Roger cried, Ellis tenderly held him in her arms.

But she seemed to forget this was our home, and she was my wife.

The onlookers also froze.

When Ellis realized something was wrong, she quickly released Roger.

"Howard, you take care of Mr. Roger first. I'm going to visit Atalanta's grave."

The next moment, Ellis hugged me. "Thank you for your hard work."

Now no one around said anything else.

I was nearly disgusted by her, but still pretended nothing had happened.

After Ellis left, my son looked at me in confusion. "Dad, do we have to let him come? I don't like him."

I didn't know how to tell my son about our rebirth.

When we first returned after rebirth, my son hugged me and cried for a long time. He said:

"Dad, I had a terrible nightmare. Mom got together with that man.

Mom killed us all because of him. I'm so scared..."

It took me a while to calm my son down.

But from that moment on, he stopped being close to Ellis.

In the past, if she missed his birthday, my son would ignore her for days without me even having to get angry.

Actually, before Roger appeared, our family was the most important thing to Ellis.

Ellis once chased a thief an entire street to get my stolen wallet back, falling and bloodying her legs but refusing to let go.

Later, after the thief was caught, he asked her, "Was it worth it for just a wallet?"

She wiped the blood on her knees and said, "Howard's ID is in there. He'd have to take time off work to replace it. I don't want him to miss work."

When she was pregnant with our son, her morning sickness was severe, yet she secretly turned down a promotion interview at headquarters.

I only found out later from her colleague that the interviewer had waited for her all afternoon that day.

I asked her why she didn't tell me. She said, "There will be other chances for promotion. My child with you is more important."