Chapter 83: ~Hellbound~
"I want to give it because I don’t want to rely on others and want to take responsibility. I don’t want to mix our business matters with our marriage. If I don’t accept the loss of my business, then how can I establish a new one?"
Her words struck a chord within . Elena’s desire for financial independence and her unwavering commitnt to taking responsibility for her actions were admirable qualities. She wasn’t rely succumbing to the circumstances; she was actively shaping her future.
I couldn’t help but be moved by her determination and her willingness to confront the challenges that lay ahead. It was a testant to her character, her strength, and her qualities that continued to endear her to .
I nodded in understanding, a small smile touching my lips. "Very well, Elena. I appreciate your honesty and your willingness to make ands. We can discuss the details of how to proceed."
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[D’Souza’s mansion]
Anne urged her son, "Paul, to get ready for the office." But Paul’s response was far from what she had expected.
"No, I’m not going anywhere," he declared, his tone resolute and stubborn. His eyes, usually calm and composed, now held a fervor that Anne had rarely witnessed in him.
Anne couldn’t hide her surprise and frustration. She had anticipated that Paul would eventually return to his daily routine, but it appeared that sothing was still deeply troubling him.
"What’s the matter with you, Paul?" Anne implored, her voice laced with concern. She had grown increasingly worried about her son’s well-being since his unexpected return.
Paul’s gaze remained fixed. His response was a startling revelation, one that left Anne bewildered and alard. "Didn’t you see I was looking for Elena? Where did your husband hide her?"
The ntion of Elena’s na sent a jolt of anxiety through Anne’s heart. She had been dreading the mont when Paul would inquire about Elena, and now it had arrived. Her mind raced, searching for a way to navigate this precarious situation.
As the tension in the room escalated, Paul’s frustration found an outlet. He began to hurl the plates from the table with reckless abandon, the sound of shattering porcelain filling the room. Each crash of the dishes mirrored the tumultuous emotions that had engulfed him.
Anne couldn’t contain her own emotions any longer. She yelled at the top of her lungs, her voice a desperate plea for her son’s composure and sanity. "Paul!"
The room seed to reverberate with the intensity of their emotions. Anne’s fear for her son’s ntal state collided with Paul’s obsession with finding Elena. It was a collision of two worlds, each driven by its own turmoil.
As Anne’s voice echoed in the room, it was a stark reminder that their family’s future hung in the balance.
In the midst of the shattered plates and escalating tension, Paul’s desperation reached its breaking point. His voice, laced with anguish and anger, reverberated through the room.
"Elena has to co back to . Is that clear?" Paul shouted, his eyes wild with determination. His obsession with finding Elena had consud him, blinding him to reason and logic.
Anne, who had been trying to maintain her composure, finally snapped. The weight of the situation, her son’s relentless pursuit of Elena, and the lies she had been forced to weave ca crashing down on her. She couldn’t bear the facade any longer.
"Elena is no longer with us. Did you hear ? Elena is gone!" Anne yelled at the top of her lungs. Her voice held a mixture of anger, frustration, and sorrow. It was a mont of reckoning, a mont when she decided to confront the truth head-on.
Paul’s eyes widened in disbelief, his grip on Anne’s hand tightening. His voice, once filled with rage, beca eerily calm as he stared at his mother with unwavering intensity. "Noooo. You keep her hidden from , I’m sure," he accused, his voice a chilling whisper. His eyes bore into Anne’s, searching for any sign of deception.
Anne felt a surge of emotions welling up within her. She had reached a point where she could no longer bear the burden of the secrets she had been forced to keep. Her son’s relentless pursuit of Elena and his unwavering belief that she was being kept from him had pushed her to her limit.
"You... You lied to , right? You know where she is," Paul asserted, his voice now a mixture of accusation and desperation.
In the dining room, the tension between Paul and Anne reached a harrowing climax. Anne, her eyes filled with fear, watched as her son’s deanor shifted from desperation to sothing far more nacing.
"Paul... Paul, have you gone insane? Will you also hit ?" Anne’s voice quivered with both fear and disbelief. She had never seen her son in such a state of rage and determination, and it frightened her to the core.
Paul’s response was chilling in its coldness. His voice, devoid of any trace of warmth or compassion, cut through the room like a knife. "If you don’t tell
where she is, Mom, I’m going to hit you as well." His words hung in the air, heavy with the threat of violence.
Anne, who had always strived to protect her son, was now faced with a stark reality—her son had beco a stranger to her, consud by an obsession that had driven him to the brink of madness. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she tried to make sense of the situation.
"What’s the matter with my son? He’s completely out of my control," Anne thought, her mind racing to find a way to defuse the volatile situation. She couldn’t bear the thought of her son resorting to violence, but she also couldn’t reveal the truth about Elena’s departure.
To be continued.
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