Ronan drove recklessly through the storm.
His mind was filled with memories of Vivian marrying him five years earlier.
He had taken advantage of her love, trampled her dignity piece by piece, and turned her into the "madwoman" mocked by every socialite in Westbrook.
He had believed she would never leave. He thought a few sweet words would always be enough to win her forgiveness.
"Wait for me, Vivian... Please, wait for me..." Ronan's eyes reddened as he spoke hoarsely inside the car.
The villa was dark and silent when he arrived.
"Vivian!" He flung the door open and shouted in panic.
There was no answer.
He raced upstairs and shoved open the master bedroom doors.
More than half the closet was empty. Vivian's everyday clothes, along with Lily's clothes and toys, were all gone.
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