He Turned My Love Into a Grave Chapter 17

He Turned My Love Into a Grave Chapter 17

“She tried to sabotage my work just to get me to break off the engagement. Her temper was a nightmare.”

“But one day, she showed up at the office to call it off again and walked in on my deputy manager—exhausted, pulling an all-nighter because of the chaos she’d caused. The guilt on her face—that was real.”

“After that, she kept making snide remarks about me being some heartless capitalist. She pressured me to kill the overtime policy.”

“She was reckless, but she’d never hurt someone who didn’t deserve it.”

“Another time, I gave her that Supercar. She turned around and handed it to some male model at a bar. I didn’t think much of it. Then the kid sold the car. It circled back to me. I found out he’d been diagnosed with intestinal cancer—late-stage. He needed cash, fast. That car was exactly enough to cover his treatment.”

“She was impulsive, but she had a good heart. She never looked down on anyone.”

Lila stared at him, a mocking laugh escaping her lips. “That’s your reason?”

Silas’s gaze dropped. His voice softened. “No. There’s more. After we got married, she was good to me. Everyone said I’d spoiled her rotten, that she was wild and arrogant.”

“But I knew the truth. My stomach was a wreck. That soup I’d have late at night? She made it. I always got sick when I traveled. The meds in my suitcase? She was the one who reminded the housekeeper to pack them.”

“When I was out late at business dinners, she’d come pick me up. Always with a warm coat because she knew a jacket and dress shirt weren’t enough against the cold.”

Lila rolled her eyes. “I could do all of that. Making soup? Grabbing a coat? How hard is that?”

Silas smiled. “Lila, what if I told you one of my kidneys belonged to her?”

Her face went blank. “What?”

“There’s something no one knows. She even hid it from me. Two years ago, we went on that hike overseas. A storm hit. I fell off a cliff and shattered my leg. My kidney ruptured. Because the trip was her idea—she wanted to see a meteor shower—she blamed herself. She secretly donated one of her kidneys to me.”

“I remember what she told the doctor. ‘I don’t drink or stay up late. Losing a kidney won’t change my life. But Silas—he’s too busy. The whole Voss empire rests on him. He can’t avoid late nights and high stress. He needs it more than I do. If it comes down to it, I can wait for another donor. The Voss family can afford it.'”

He laughed, and tears slipped down his face. “That idiot made the doctor lie to me. She vanished for a month and claimed she was learning rehab techniques. Her skills were clumsy, and I never once suspected a thing. A year later, at a follow-up, I found out the truth. My kidney donor was Elara.”

In that moment, Lila saw it—the stubborn, hidden kindness beneath Elara’s polished exterior. It was something she could never match, never possess.

But she wasn’t ready to surrender. She clutched her child and sneered. “So what, Silas? You weren’t good enough for her. And you’ll never get her back. I’m the one who stays with you.”

Something dark and venomous flickered in her eyes. She reached out and slammed the photo of Silas and Elara on his desk face-down.

“Don’t forget—you were the one who pushed her away. You were the one who drove her out.”

He was quiet. Then he laughed—dry, hollow. “You’re right.”

“Before, I never understood her love. I thought she was just protecting her family’s interests. That her kindness was an investment. But now I get it. And if I’m any kind of real man, I won’t let go of the woman I love. I’ll do whatever it takes to win her back.”

He fixed Lila with a gaze that held nothing—no warmth, no nostalgia. “Name your price. This ends now.”

Lila’s mind blanked. She let out a shaky, incredulous laugh. “Silas, you’re throwing me away?”

He didn’t answer. That silence said everything.

She tightened her grip on the baby and laughed, louder and more unhinged. “So I’m just some call girl to you? Use me, toss me. God, you’re cruel.”

She grabbed the nearest stack of papers and hurled them at his face. That was when she finally felt it—the same agony Elara must have felt.

Silas had no heart. He could turn on a dime, cold and devastating, and leave you bleeding before you even knew you’d been cut.

Silas pulled out his phone and dialed. His voice was flat. “Two hundred million. Walk away from the Voss family.”

Lila’s laugh turned bitter. “And what about Cole? What happens to my son?”

“Your value was the child. He doesn’t need breastfeeding anymore, so you have no value left. As for Cole, I’ll have him adopted into Elara’s name. She’s terrified of childbirth. It works out perfectly. Knowing her, she’ll treat him well.”

“Silas, you’ve lost your mind.”

Lila stared at him like he was a monster. For the first time, she understood how utterly cold and ruthless he could be. The same blade he’d used to carve out Elara’s heart was now twisting inside her own chest. She couldn’t breathe. Her heart was hemorrhaging.

In the days that followed, Silas threw himself into salvaging the company while simultaneously pushing through the adoption paperwork. Elara refused to return, so he used every resource at his disposal to track down her new identity overseas.

One afternoon, Elara received an incomprehensible phone call.

They asked if she was confirming the adoption. “Adopting what? I’m not adopting any child.”

A pause. Then, “Cole Voss. Are you familiar with the name? He’s the child you’re scheduled to adopt.”

The words detonated in her skull. Her entire body went rigid.

She booked the next flight home.

When she stepped off the plane, Silas was already there, waiting with a bouquet of flowers. She looked at him, and for a moment, it felt like a different lifetime. But the old flutter in her chest was gone.

She walked straight up to him and slapped him across the face. “Silas, what gives you the right to make me adopt Cole? And what happens to Lila?”

He didn’t flinch. He didn’t get angry. He just smiled—steady, composed, and laced with quiet triumph. His Elara was back. No more obnoxious foreigners hovering around her.

“Elara, Lila’s been sent overseas. As for Cole, he needs a mother.”

She laughed, incredulous. “He needs a mother? Find someone else. I can’t do it. But it won’t be me.”

She pushed past him, refusing to let him take her luggage. “I’m canceling the adoption application right now. The Voss family has more than enough money and power to raise one child. Why the hell should it fall on me? And I’ll say it again—we are done.”

A screech of tires ripped through the air.

“Elara!”

Someone yanked her back.