Chapter 391


    “Before I met you, I never thought about marriage. I never imagined spending my life with a woman.


    But after meeting you, I wanted to marry you! When you gave me Alex to look after, watching him grow


    up every day, it was like he was my own child. I yed the role of a father. But now you’re telling me it


    was all a dream, and you say it’s for my sake; should I feel happy or sad?”


    ra opened her mouth, but she didn’t know what to say.


    “In my heart, Alex is my son, and you’re my wife. I can overlook all the difficulties and setbacks. As long


    as you two cane back to me and as long as you’re willing to forget about Emmett Melendez.”


    “I think you’ve lost it!” ra stepped back, shaking her head, “Elio Milburn, you’ve lost your mind;


    you’re trapped in your own obsession!”


    Elio closed his mouth. He wanted to say something more, but ra cut him off. “Can you take me


    home? I need to take some time to figure out how to get my kids back. I don’t want to talk about


    anything else, and I don’t want you to either, otherwise, we can’t even be friends!”


    When she finished, she turned and got in the car, not giving Elio a chance to argue.


    Elio clenched his fist and mmed it into the wall. Blood flowed down his hand, staining his clothes.


    Nestor beside him eximed, “Elio, what are you doing? Don’t do anything stupid! I’ll go beg ra


    again. She’s kind. She should agree.”


    “No need! You don’t have to go to her again. I shouldn’t have pushed her so hard. It’s my fault!”


    Watching Elio’s retreating figure, all Nestor could do was shake his head and sigh.


    ra had made it clear, yet Elio was still in denial, unwilling to wake up from his dream.


    Emmett didn’t sleep all night.


    He was looking at files the whole time.


    The next morning, Ricardo went to the office and saw that the lights were still on..


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    He gently pushed the door open to see Emmett asleep at his desk, a file and pen still in his hand.


    Ricardo quickly went in, picking up a nket from the side to cover him.


    Before he could touch Emmett, he lifted his head to look at Ricardo, who jumped, “I came in and saw


    you asleep. I was worried you’d catch a cold.”


    Emmett rubbed his temples and sat up, “I’m fine. You can leave now.”


    Having said that, he picked up the file and started reading again.


    Concerned, Ricardo stepped forward, risking being scolded, and took the file from him, “Mr. Melendez,


    you can’t keep doing this! You’re not eating or sleeping. Your health is important!”


    Emmett’s brow furrowed, “Give me back the file.”


    “Mr. Melendez, you should rest. I can handle these tasks. I did the file review before; you don’t need to


    do this.”


    “I said, give me the file!” Emmett repeated, his tone bing heavier.


    Ricardo truly felt like he was facing the biggest decision of his life. He was thinking whether to give it


    back or not.