Chapter 10
After that day, Veyne started investigating the real reason behind my father’s death.
And the deeper he dug, the more Sylvia’s secrets began to surface–one after another.
It turned out that everything that had gone wrong between him and me had Sylvia’s fingerprints all over it.
In the end, she’d even dragged his former subordinates and pushed me to the point of jumping off a bridge.
It was only then that Veyne realized-
The only person he had ever truly loved… was me.
The same way he’d once forgotten the feelings he claimed to have for me, now he forgot all about his promises and attachment to Sylvia.
He captured her and the thugs she brought along–and unleashed his fury.
He tortured them, ruthlessly, without holding back.
Sylvia, beaten and broken, still spat in his face and screamed at him.
“You think this was all my fault? You think I was the one who destroyed her?”
“Don’t forget–it was you who made her kneel to my brother.”
“You were the one who ordered the ambulance not to let her father in the hospital.”
“You were the one who threw her father’s ashes on the ground. You hit her. That blow–should I remind you how hard it was?”
“Shut up!”
Veyne snapped.
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In his madness, he tore out her tongue.
Then he shattered all ten of her fingers.
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After that, covered in blood, he mobilized every connection he had sending search teams downriver to dredge the waters.
He refused to believe I was dead.
But no matter how hard he searched, he couldn’t find me.
So he returned to that alley every day, hoping I would show up to bring the witness back and clear my father’s name.
For three straight days, he lived in terror.
Not knowing if I was dead or alive.
When he finally saw me again, his eyes lit up like he’d found his only salvation.
He ran toward me, arms outstretched.
I took a step back–and Justin stepped in front of me, shielding me from him.
Veyne stopped cold, his expression darkening as he stared at Justin.
“Eleanor. Who is he?”
I looked at him with pure indifference. “None of your business.”
“How is it not my business?” His voice trembled. “You’re my wife. We haven’t even gotten divorced-
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“So what?” I said, my voice sharp. “We’re still married, and that didn’t stop you from crawling into bed with Sylvia.”
His face went pale.
“That’s not what happened. Eleanor, there were misunderstandings between us
“There were no misunderstandings,” I cut in coldly.
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“Yes, Sylvia twisted the truth. But the one who hurt me was you. It was always you.”
“Don’t think you can put on some tragic act now and expect me to forgive you. You and Sylvia–neither of you will get away with what you’ve done.”
And with that, I turned around and left with Justin.
Later, Veyne found the military residential compound.
He knelt at the front gate for so long his knees were raw and bleeding.
But he never got to see me again.
When Roy finally ordered the guards to throw him out, he sent just one message:
“If you’ve got something to say–say it in court.”
Veyne understood.
In order to see me again, he summoned every last resource he had to locate the witness girl and her family.
Then, quietly, he brought them back and delivered them to the gates of the military residential compound..
Vyrtham exploded with gossip.
People said Veyne loved me so much, he was willing to be dragged into prison… by my own hands.
I found it laughable.
Did Veyne even know what love was?
Would someone who truly loved you ever hurt you the way he did?
A few days later, with the help of the lawyer Justin had hired, I officially filed for appeal in my father’s
We submitted all the organized evidence.
Soon after, the police raided the villa.
Inside, they found Veyne–bloody and self–mutilated.
They also found Sylvia, barely recognizable from torture.
And four thugs–every bone in their bodies shattered.
This time, Veyne didn’t lift a finger to defend himself.
He stayed in detention for two weeks and confessed to every charge I’d filed.
He didn’t even hire a lawyer.
ALthe trial, he just sat quietly.
When I walked into the courtroom, his eyes lit up–and he smiled.
At the end, the verdict came swiftly.
Veyne was sentenced to six years in prison.
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Besides obstructing justice, he was found guilty of illegal detention, intentional assault, and several other crimes.
Sylvia received thirteen years for attempted murder and incitement to kill, with aggravating circumstances.
As for the four thugs, they were each sentenced to three years.
When they were being taken away, Veyne refused to look at anyone but me.
Tears welled in his eyes.
He whispered, “Eleanor… I took the punishment, just like you wanted. Can you forgive me now?”
I stared at him, calm and cold.
“If I forgive you,” I said, “can you bring my father back?”
His face was ashen.
And he let the guards drag him away without another word.
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