Gold Digger? She’s the Richest Donna Chapter 10
Not long after, an anonymous source leaked that Selina’s law license was fake.
Her livestream account got banned, and the internet blew up with people calling her out.
Netizens even dug up that when she was studying abroad, she had an inappropriate relationship with her professor, and moved back after they broke up.
I thought the storm was over. I went back to my quiet life and work.
Then one evening, I just walked out of the hospital gates, and there was Vincent, standing there holding a wooden box.
The box was full of seashells, glowing soft in the sunset.
His eyes were bloodshot. He pulled one out and held it out to me, his hand shaking. “Emma, I kept them all this time. I never threw them away.” He forced a wobbly smile. “Just like old times… I give you this shell, you smile for me, okay?”
I didn’t stop. I walked right past him.
“Emma!” He screamed my name, sobbing so hard he could barely breathe. “I can’t live without you. Please forgive me! We loved each other once, we were…”
Tears splashed onto the shells. He fumbled to wipe them off, and for a second I saw that sad, quiet boy I’d met on the beach all those years ago.
But some mistakes were like seashells you didn’t grab before the tide went out. Once they were gone, they were gone forever.
I sighed softly. “Vincent, just throw all these shells away. We’re not kids anymore. We don’t need these things.”
He shook his head, tears streaming down his face. His Adam’s apple bobbed, but he couldn’t get a single word out.
After five years, I looked at him calmly for the first time. “The Emma who loved you died a long time ago, in that dark alley. Every time I see you, I remember the ugly laughs of those thugs… You have a four-year-old kid too, right? Selina’s in jail, the child can’t grow up without a father. Stop wasting your time on me.”
His pupils blew wide. He stumbled back several steps, almost falling to the ground. “Thugs? Child?”
I didn’t say anything else. I turned and got into the car Damian sent for me.
He’d always wanted to know what message Selina sent me five years ago, right?
It was a video.
In the video, Selina smiled and said she was pregnant, and Vincent spun her around, over the moon. “I’m gonna be a dad!”
That kid would be just over four years old now, right?
Vincent never came looking for me again.
Not long after, the Ricci family’s bankruptcy hit the top of the trending search.
After the Montague family pulled out of the deal, every other business partner bailed too. The Ricc supply chain collapsed overnight. Along with the bankruptcy news came another headline, the Don of the Ricci family was missing.
Witnesses said they saw him alone on the beach, crying and laughing, and no one’d seen him since.
A week later, I got an anonymous letter.
I recognized the handwriting instantly. It was Vincent.
[Dear Emma,
By the time you read this, I’m probably gone.
Our unfinished story… this is the only ending I can give it.
Don’t blame yourself. You saved me once a long time ago. I was the one who let you slip away.
Selina and I never had a kid… She told me the video was for a skit at her company’s year-end party. She made me act it with her.]
I read it slowly, then folded the paper into a little paper boat, and set it gently on the ocean.
“Vincent, I don’t love you. I don’t hate you either. I hope you have no regrets in your next life.”
