73 Chapter 73

"I can't look you in the eyes, Chloe Carlson. Not after what you've done. You must leave and never return unless you reconcile with your husband."

Chloe stared at her mother, and her mother immediately dodged her eyes, not even wanting to look her in the eyes anymore.

Her heart was so heavy that it might burst at any moment.

Her eyes were glazed with tears, but she couldn't cry, not in front of her mother, who was already crying in the first place.

Thus, she got up and walked to the door. Before leaving, she turned her head for the last time, hoping her mother would change her mind and maybe listen to her.

But it was all just an unreachable wish because her old mother was siding with that cheating, lying bastard Vincent.

Chloe had a bitter smile as she said, "Mom, this might be the last time we will ever meet again. Because there is no way, I will reconcile with that bastard. Never in a million years."

"YOU—"

Before Judith could unleash her rage anymore, Chloe walked away from her. She heard her mother cursing at her from afar, but she tried to keep walking forward despite the excruciating pain in her heart.

She stood in front of her sister— Chelsea, who was blocking the door with her body. Chloe stared at her for a moment and asked, "Did you know about this whole thing?"

"Of course, I am the one who got contacted by Vincent. He told me that you two's relationships are strained because you're cheating. Seriously, Chloe, you're an ungrateful whore."

…

"I will leave now, sis. Send my regards to my nephews. Mackie and I might not be able to visit them for a long time from now on," Chloe said.

Chelsea sneered, "Oh, please, I don't want my sons to see you. After all, I don't want you to give them a bad influence."

"Ah, the only bad influence here is you with your constant quarrel with your husband," Chloe said. She grabbed Chelsea's arm and pulled her away from the door, "Bye, sis."

SLAM!

Chelsea was stunned that she didn't have the moment to retort Chloe's shade.

"That bitch! How unbelievable!"

'

**

Chloe walked calmly to her car and drove away. She had nowhere to go and definitely didn't want to return to Vernon's apartment.

Thus, Chloe continued driving aimlessly until she suddenly realized she was driving in the direction of her old house with Vincent, the mansion.

She snapped out of her daze and stopped right in front of the gate.

She observed the mansion from across the road. Unfortunately, the mansion had a big gate that was tightly closed, so she couldn't see the situation after she left.

She wondered if the mansion was still well maintained because she was the one who controlled everything there. It was hard work that was mostly unpaid— Well, Vincent paid him with insults and nitpicking most of the time.

Chloe bit her lower lip as she continued staring. It was nostalgic…

"I remember that time again, the sweet memory when we were just married," Chloe mumbled, staring at her old mansion invoked her old memory. This memory became fuel for her to persevere for ten years straight.

The first two years of her married life with Vincent were bliss, man-made heaven created for Chloe. She was like a princess— Cinderella picked from her shabby home to marry the prince charming in a castle.

For the first two years, she thought that Vincent would never cheat on her, no matter what. So she was confident with herself and their relationship.

Until she got pregnant…

Chloe had to admit that she wasn't a good mother because she resented her daughter for at least three months of Mackie's life. Because when her daughter was born, Vincent was nowhere to be found.

She had to call the ambulance alone and went through labor pain alone. Vincent finally came once the baby was born, and he looked very disappointed when he found out that he got a daughter, not a son.

,m —

'All that no ultrasound surprise, thinking I could get a strong son as my child. And you gave me a daughter instead? Damn, I guess even your womb is cursed, fat lady,' Vincent said as he carried his baby for the first time.

Chloe said nothing, but the baby cried hard as if she sensed that her father didn't like her.

'I mean, I already prepared a lot of names for a son, but a daughter… I'll just give her the name of my late grandmother's first name, Rose. She is a great woman.'

'Your name will be Mackenzie Rose Gray.'

Chloe wanted to protest because she didn't get a chance to give her a name. But Vincent just smiled at her and shoved their newborn daughter to her;

'What? Do you want to show your disagreement? I mean, I already tolerated you enough by giving me a daughter instead of a son. Surely, the first thing you could do with your cursed womb is making an unnecessary ruckus.'

—

Chloe vividly remembered everything, the good and bad memory were mixed into one.

Luckily, Mackie grew up to be a feisty little ball of energy. She was smart, talented in many things, and sensible— well, most of the time. She was still a kid in the end.

'Visit (No ve (l)B i n) to read, pls!',

Vincent didn't like her at first, but after seeing how Dorothea liked Mackie so much that she made Mackie her favorite grandchild, Vincent finally accepted Mackie as part of the family.

She leaned and continued staring at the closed gate.

Her tears had been dried out because of her fight with her ex husband for so long. So she could only smiled bitterly.

But her body was trembling, holding the rage, grief, and frustration.

"Ah, it hurts so much. What can I do now? Even my mother doesn't want me anymore. I have nobody to rely on…." Chloe murmured. "But Vincent has always been so charming, people believed him easily. Even I fell for his charm for years, thinking he is the perfect man…."