He Left Me During My Miscarriage to Support His Ex—1 Year Later, He Returned to My DIVORCE Papers Chapter 01
Silas Mercer and I hadn’t spoken a civil word to each other for a year straight.
All that time, he’d traveled overseas to care for his ex-girlfriend’s parents as they underwent medical treatment.
He’d even gone out of his way to fulfill all filial duties on their behalf.
Once he returned to Newhaven City, he’d bent over backward to patch things up with me.
He hadn’t said a single word to explain himself before he left.
But a full year had passed, and all my lingering resentment toward him had faded away.
Things had blown up horribly between us back then. I’d just suffered a miscarriage, my emotions were frayed thin, and I’d said things without thinking.
“Silas Mercer, her parents falling ill is nothing but karma for her.”
“She inserted herself into a married couple’s relationship, and she’s reaping exactly what she sowed.”
Every trace of Silas’s usual cool calm vanished from his features. He narrowed his eyes, his gaze cutting through me sharp and cold.
His voice dropped low, flat and devoid of warmth.
“Willa Bennett.”
“How can you bring yourself to say such cruel things?”
That was the last civil conversation we shared before everything fell apart. The very next day, Silas flew overseas with Luna Cole’s parents to oversee their treatment.
After Silas came back to Newhaven City, he’d acted like the perfect devoted husband, tending to every little detail of my life with thoughtfulness.
My friend turned to me, curious.
“Willa, Mr. Mercer’s been home for a whole month now. Are you really gonna keep shutting him out like this?”
“He’s handsome, rolling in dollars—loads of women are waiting for their chance with him.”
Silas Mercer was born with every advantage, heir to a powerful family name.
The line of women eager to win his heart could stretch all the way across the Atlantic.
He’d stayed overseas for a full year, and everything between us had shifted completely.
For the first thirty days after he left, I’d waited by my phone, hoping he’d call or shoot me a text.
He never did.
Later, I’d reflected on my words, knowing I’d crossed a line and spoken far too harshly.
I tugged at the corner of my mouth and let my frustration spill out again.
“But being around him is so unbearably awkward.”
“We never found anything to chat about, and the discomfort was so intense I wished I could disappear on the spot.”
My friend’s gaze drifted past my shoulder to whatever stood behind me, her features shifting instantly as she shot me frantic, wordless winks.
I tilted my head at her.
“What’s wrong?”
“Is there something in your eyes?”
She blinked twice more, signaling wildly.
I twisted around and spotted Silas Mercer standing tall and rigid, rooted to the spot with a pale, washed-out face.
An awkward grimace tugged at my lips.
His eyes locked onto mine, a storm of tangled emotions swirling deep in his irises.
Silas strode toward me, then seized my wrist without asking for permission.
I tried to yank my hand free, but his grip was far too strong for me to break away.
Once we stepped off the elevator, he herded me straight into the passenger seat of his black Tesla Model S.
I stole sideways glances at him; his jaw was tight, his expression heavy and somber.
We’d been in a secret marriage even a year prior.
No media outlet knew Silas was married.
Every tabloid, however, was fully aware of his past romantic history with Luna Cole.
The car’s engine rumbled to life, and the built-in speakers flickered on, immediately tuning into an entertainment news broadcast.
“Online sources have leaked new photos of Veridian Tech CEO Silas Mercer spotted at the foot of Mount Fuji in Japan alongside his former girlfriend and a pair of middle-aged adults. Witnesses confirm Mercer spent his trip catering to his ex’s mother and father, treating them to a full tourist getaway.”
“Records show Mercer spent months abroad last year tending to his ex-girlfriend’s sick parents, fueling widespread speculation that the former lovers have rekindled their old romance.”
Silas slammed the media feed shut the second the segment finished airing.
I didn’t fire off a string of accusatory questions like I had twelve months ago. There was simply no point anymore.
