Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 1923

The further I walked, the clearer I saw who I was.

I was Enoch's love child and a shameful existence.

Annette died amid gossip and slander, dashing all my hope for a legitimate identity. All I could do was numbly push forward, fulfilling Enoch's dreams.

That seemed like my life's goal.

Debra made me look at myself, but I only wanted to be Enoch's son.

In moments Debra didn't notice, I often watched her. She was like a butterfly breaking free from a cocoon. She'd struggled inside it for so long.

I cared about her. I didn't want to lose her.

In a sense, she was another version of me who walked toward light, while I had to choose darkness.

The Illuminati's daily work was simple. For me, it was second nature.

By day, I was her close friend, a famous star. By night, I was an executioner in the shadows.

I watched big-shot businessmen who'd crossed Debra's kneel before me.

My white performance outfit was spotless. But the dirty blood on those businessmen's hands stained it and my soul as well.

"Sir, what do we do with them?" a subordinate asked.

"Dump them in the sea," I said flatly. "People like that are useless to the world."

But the more I did it, the faster my identity would be exposed.

Debra went all in, handing me her shares and trusting me with everything. She laughed, calling us comrades, but her expression was serious.

Her comrade was that college graduate she'd made a star, not the Illuminati heir using a fake identity to deceive the world.

Those days, I lived in a silent, endless sea. Nothing was around me, just me struggling alone in the center.

But deep down, the scales of light and dark had already tipped.

I wanted my own life. But what could I do? That man was my father.

I couldn't abandon him.