There was only one file on the desktop. I clicked on the icon, and a baby’s face immediately appeared on the screen.
Immediately, tears welled up in my eyes. I covered my lips as my heart leaped in joy.
It was my son. The tiny brows, nose, and eyes belonged to my son.
Feeling elated, I heaved a sigh of relief. They took good care of my baby. He was skinny, but his eyes were blinking energetically.
At least Marcus wasn’t lying when he said they didn’t harm my son.
Finally, I could relax after finding out my son was alright. I shut the laptop and tried to figure out a solution.
I couldn’t escape as Baby was still with them. I would never leave him alone.
There wasn’t anyone guarding my room or any surveillance cameras around. It was because they knew what my weak spot was.
Still, I didn’t know when I would get to see Baby.
Feeling dejected, I fell into bed and sighed. Suddenly, I caught hold of something cool.
It was an unlocked phone!
Immediately, I dialled Anthony’s number and waited anxiously.
Soon, after a soft beep, Anthony’s deep voice sounded over the line. “Sienna Stanhope.”
“How did you know it was me?” This was a foreign number that wasn’t saved on his phone, so I didn’t think he would answer the call.
“Did you see Marcus?” asked Anthony.
Huh? That sounds strange. My excitement faded away as I replied in a low voice, “Yes, I did. I followed them here for Baby’s sake.”
“Should I praise you for being a great mother?” Anthony mocked. “I must’ve been too lenient with you. Look, you’re threatening me with what I loved most.”
My heart skipped a beat at his words.
Anthony had spent his life in hatred. He didn’t expect to fall in love with me, so I was special to him. Even our son was second in importance after me. Yet, I risked myself just to save my son.
If my bet paid off, it would be a happy ending. If it didn’t, Anthony would hate me for the rest of his life.
“Anthony,” I uttered, not knowing what else to say.
He fell silent for a long time before stating firmly, “This is the first and last time. I will not forgive you if you do it again.”
He had let me off the hook, so I hurriedly caved in. “As long as our son is safe, I promise I won’t do it again.”
I heard him sighing through the phone. “You should now know why I didn’t want you to stay in touch with Marcus.”
Anthony’s change of topic caught me by surprise. “You knew something was wrong with Marcus’ disappearance?”
“Remember when I told you a few culprits are still at loose?”
“You mean the White family are involved?” I was shell-shocked. “Joseph found a document with Marcus’ grandfather’s signature on it, but we still can’t be sure,” he replied.
Anthony was a careful person, so he wouldn’t have told me if he wasn’t sure about it.
No wonder Marcus kept reminding me to be careful of Anthony. He must’ve found out about the truth and tried to confuse me before Anthony could discover the truth.
I didn’t like judging others negatively, especially Marcus. Unfortunately, contrary to my wishes, he became the biggest variable here.
Right then, Joseph’s voice rang out.
“Mr. Featherstone, we’re ready.”
Anthony grunted in response and told me, “I’ll call you tomorrow.” He then hung up.
I glanced at the phone’s screen, which showed only one call in the call history. My feelings were in turmoil.
Anthony wasn’t worried about me at all.
It wasn’t actually his fault. After all, this was my choice.
I couldn’t fall asleep after that, so I switched on the laptop and studied the video of Baby, trying to get a hint of his whereabouts.
Gradually, I fell asleep.
When I woke up again, it was already 10 a.m. Wintertime in M Country was a gloomy affair.
I washed up and headed downstairs to look around.
The ancient castle was as silent as last night, safe for a few foreign maids scurrying around.
They did everything they could to bring me here but didn’t try to stop me from escaping. I didn’t know whether it was because they had my son captive or it was something else.
“Good morning, Letty.” Marcus was seated at the dining table in an elegant white suit. His lips were curved up slightly, reminding me of a gentleman.
I knew I was at the losing end here, so there was no use being afraid. I went over and sat down across from him.
The maid brought me a plate of breakfast with the same contents as Marcus’.
I kept my gaze on Marcus.
After talking to Anthony on the phone last night, I kept wondering if Marcus had indeed changed.
“Letty, if you keep staring, I shall be under the impression that you’re going to change your mind.”
Marcus wasn’t even looking at me when he made that startling announcement.
I hurriedly calmed down and returned. “I don’t understand. What is it about?”
Marcus stopped and met my gaze, seemingly amused. “Choosing to be with me, of course.”
Just as I had expected, he was a changed man. Yet, his obsession with me remained unchanged.
Now, he was no longer my protector. He was the culprit behind my son’s kidnapping.
I sneered. “I never knew you are so full of yourself.”
I wanted to provoke him as he might reveal something important, but Marcus remained unfazed. Alas, it felt like I was punching at cotton. Nothing I said or did manage to elicit a response out of him.
He flashed a grin and asked, “Why are you so obsessed with Anthony?”
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