Chapter 131 - Do You... Want To Separate?

Fae was stunned by this handsome man's words. Ah .. how nice it would be if she really had a brother. Right now, she felt completely alone.

"Where is your foster sister?" asked Fae, rubbing her eyes.

"She's gone missing. We've been looking for her for over five years. If she's still around ... maybe she's your age," said the man with a deep sigh.

He was really interested in seeing Fae when he first helped her. For some reason, the girl reminded him of Vega, his foster father's biological daughter, who was kidnapped by an unknown group of people 64 months ago. They had searched all over the world but could not find her trace.

Hundreds of wrong leads had led them to the wrong girl. Years went by, and her parents were slowly losing hope. Still, they always opened their door to receive new clues and information, even though they all only brought them new pain.

"Oh ..." Fae nodded. "I'm so sorry to hear that. I hope you'll find her."

The man just looked at her and said nothing. He sat beside the girl and looked across the street and was deep in thought. Actually, he wanted to ask further about who Fae was and why she was crying. And one question that had been bothering him was... if she was wearing contact lenses. But now, he decided against it.

What if he's wrong again? This girl did look a lot like Vega, but she had the wrong hair and eye colors. Many girls who came to them in the past had more physical similarities to Vega than this girl, yet they were impostors.

He did not want to give false hopes to his foster father and make him sad again. Elios and his wife already had enough grief for the past 5,5 years.

"What is your name?" Finally, he turned to Fae and smiled. "My name is Mischa Rhionen."

Fae hesitated for a moment whether she should mention her name to this stranger, or not. Finally, feeling indebted, she told him her name slowly.

"My name is Fae. Fae Muller."

"Nice to meet you, Fae," said Mischa. His face was still smiling, but deep inside, his mind was busy thinking. He already investigated the man who took Fae away two weeks ago and quickly found out his identity. 

It was Prince Renald Hanenberg of Moravia. Even though he was wearing casual outfits and looked like a student, he couldn't fool Mischa.

How did Fae Muller have anything to do with the crown prince of Moravia?

Was she really the prince's wife?

Or maybe, Mischa got the wrong person?

All those questions filled his mind as he studied the beautiful girl's face that was covered in tears. Mischa was tempted to wipe her tears and comfort her, but he held back, knowing that this girl was married.

"What makes you so sad?" asked Mischa attentively.

Fae shook her head. She did not want other people to know about her marital problems. There was no way she would tell this stranger that she was married to a prince from Moravia and was now weeping over her fate.

"Hmm... Maybe it's still difficult for you to share what happened. However, if someday you needed my help for anything, anytime, don't hesitate to contact me." 

Mischa took out a black card from his pocket and handed it to Fae. The girl initially refused to accept it, but Mischa's earnest gaze made her feel bad about refusing. Finally, Fae accepted the card with a nod.

"Thank you," she said.

When she put the card in her bag, Fae accidentally saw Ren's black Mercedes, that used to pick her up, had pulled over by the roadside. 

Ah, John had arrived.

Fae hastily rose from the park bench and bowed slightly to Mischa.

"My driver is here. Thank you for your help. Goodbye."

Without waiting for him to reply, Fae immediately ran toward the car. John had come out and opened the door for her. When Fae went inside, she was surprised to see that Ren was sitting in the back seat.

"You're here?" asked Fae in puzzlement. Ren raised an eyebrow and asked back.

"You don't like me coming to pick you up?"

"Uhm... no. It's not it. I thought you are still attending state events," said Fae. She sat next to Ren and hurriedly hid Mischa's handkerchief in her hand into her bag. Her actions did not escape Ren's attention, but the man pretended not to see it.

"The state lunch to welcome the delegates from Japan is over, and I heard you called John to pick you up. That's why I came with him to get you," said Ren again.

"Oh ..." Fae wiped her wet eyes again. She didn't understand why, whenever she was feeling sad and on the verge of giving up on their relationship, Ren always managed to change her heart altogether. 

Earlier, she was feeling really angry about Amelia's treatment, but she also felt helpless because she could not possibly come to Ren, to where he was working, and scold Amelia.

Now that she was feeling dejected, Ren actually came to pick her up. The anger and sadness that was in her chest immediately disappeared, replaced by relief.

Ahh ... why was she so weak? Ren only needed to see her and treated her nicely, and suddenly Fae would feel guilty for being angry.

"Why are you crying?" asked Ren. "John said you are unwell. Have you come to Magnolia Cafe? How did you get to the park?"

Fae shook her head. "I didn't go there. Please, I don't want to discuss it here."

She looked up and glanced at John, who was driving the car to take his employers home. Ren understood that Fae didn't want to discuss their private life in front of the driver, so he didn't press his wife.

Twenty minutes later, they had arrived at Ren's residence. Fae immediately walked into the house and headed for the bedroom. The astonished Ren immediately followed suit.

"Is there anything you want to talk to me about?" asked the man with a probing look.

"Ren .. I can't go on like this," said the girl as she looked at Ren with a tired expression. "I don't want to run the Magnolia Café. You didn't tell me you actually bought it a long time ago."

Ren's expression did not change at all when he heard Fae's words. "Indeed, I have bought it for a long time. I know you want to work, and I want to provide a place to work that can make you feel at home. I did it all for you."

Fae sighed. "Thank you. But now I can't take it."

"Why not?" asked Ren.

"Because I'm afraid people will think negatively about me. At school, so many people are spreading rumors about me being a mistress to some rich guy who is paying for my school. Later in the cafe, people will think the same thing," Fae said in a helpless tone. "I really hate this situation. I'll never be able to defend myself no matter what. As long as I can't show them who my real husband is, I won't be able to make them believe that I'm not the mistress of any sugar daddy."

"Fae ... why do you care so much about other people's opinions?" asked Ren with a frown. "You agreed to keep our marriage a secret. Are you going to change your mind now?"

Fae shook her head nervously. "You don't know how I feel. You weren't there. I couldn't stand the scorn and gossip behind my back."

"So ... you changed your mind?" Ren asked again as if he had not heard Fae's explanation. "What do you want now?"

Fae looked at Ren with wet eyes. "I think we got married too soon. I don't know if I can live like this for four more years ..."

"Do you ... want to separate?" Ren stared at Fae without blinking.