Chapter 7
Alexander’s eyes stung with tears. He raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face, leaving a clear handprint.
He ran as fast as he could. What should have been a 15–minute journey took him only five minutes to reach his front door. However, what Alexander didn’t expect was that the lights in the house would actually be on.
Thinking that Isabella and Kimberly might have come back, his eyes filled with excitement as he pushed open the door. He called out their names loudly, telling them about his reflection and regret while swearing that he would treat the mother and daughter well from now on.
But he searched from downstairs to upstairs, then from upstairs back to downstairs. Yet there was still no sign of the mother and daughter. Only then did Alexander realize that even their belongings had disappeared.
In such a large house, he couldn’t find a single trace that the mother both
and daughter had ever lived there. This discovery filled Alexander with despair for a moment. He collapsed onto the couch dejectedly, looking at the ceiling with slightly reddened
eyes.
His arm, which had been resting on the armrest of the couch, fell down and accidentally knocked off the remote control. The television turned on, and news reports about the crash of Flight 825 filled the screen.
Alexander’s body suddenly froze. No matter how much Isabella wanted to cause trouble, she couldn’t have bought off so many news stations to put on a show with her.
So… What Lucas had said this morning was all true. He looked at the airline crash notification that his assistant had delivered, lying on the coffee table in the living room.
With trembling hands, he opened the passenger information. The large characters “Isabella Ashford” and “Kimberly Morrison” were like blades piercing his eyes.
Alexander stood up shakily and coughed up a mouthful of blood, which splattered onto the divorce papers and the forgiveness coupon box nearby. He then picked up the box.
The once–empty box now felt as heavy as a thousand pounds in his hands. He stared at the empty box, his eyes blazing with anguish
When exactly had it become empty?
Alexander, who was usually sensitive to numbers, suddenly found his memory of the forgiveness coupons blurring. He remembered Isabella’s warning to him. “If the forgiveness coupons are ever used up, I’ll take our daughter and leave you forever.”
Alexander’s mouth cracked into a smile that looked worse than crying. Looking at the three things in front of him that were practically killing him, he muttered to himself, “Is this God’s punishment for me?”
“Isabella, Kimmy, wait for me. Let me come with you…”
(Isabella’s point of view)
After settling in Vancall with Kimmy for a month, I still felt shaken whenever I saw planes occasionally flying across the sky. That day must have been the closest Kimmy and I had ever come to death in our lives.
We had almost boarded that doomed flight. If it weren’t for the obsidian pendant my father left me going missing, we wouldn’t have missed that flight while looking for it.
Although we found the pendant, there was now a crack in the obsidian. I believe it was my father in heaven protecting us once again
Vancall was a city very suitable for living. Both Kimmy and I really liked it.
Chapter 7
425 BONUS
After coming here, Kimmy made many new friends and became much more cheerful. I also found a new job here, and surprisingly, the company’s boss turned out to be a senior from my university, Mark Pitcher.
Mark took good care of me and really liked Kimmy too. He was very mature and steady at the company, but privately, he was
somewhat childish.
Therefore, he got along very well with Kimmy. He often played with Kimmy so much that I had to g
