The Third Child Died, So Did the Wife He Wanted Chapter 02

The Third Child Died, So Did the Wife He Wanted Chapter 02

Judging by his reaction, he had only caught the tail end of the sentence. I calmly relit the candle.

“You misheard. I said, if I had been a little more obedient back then, would our children still be alive?”

Hearing this, Garrison set the flowers on the table and gently rested his hand against my cheek.

“I blamed you unfairly. I was devastated when they died, too.”

“It wasn’t your fault. I’ve already had those pirates fed to the sharks. We can always have more children later.”

Have more later?

Five years ago, I gave birth to our first boy, Tommy. That was the exact same year Amber Cole joined the crew.

She worked directly under me, showcasing exceptional capability.

Naturally, I felt safe leaving my son in her care when I had to oversee fleet operations.

Until the day she went to the restroom, and my boy accidentally fell into the ocean.

Garrison had gone into a psychotic rage, threatening to throw her overboard to pay with her life.

Despite my overwhelming grief, I believed Amber hadn’t done it on purpose, so I begged for her life.

Garrison couldn’t override my plea, so he kept her by his side under his direct supervision instead.

Back then, he held me and said the exact same thing: We can always have more later.

Looking back, I was incredibly stupid.

If I hadn’t stopped Garrison from executing Amber that day, would my other two children still be alive?

“Alison?”

Garrison waved his hand in front of my eyes, pulling a small, square velvet box from his pocket.

“This is the Heart of the Ocean. Only the true ruler of the maritime sectors can possess it. Consider it your birthday gift.”

Garrison stepped behind me, slowly coiling the heavy diamond necklace around my neck.

The moment the cold gemstones pressed against my skin, my tense shoulders eased slightly.

Then, his movements abruptly stalled. His voice sounded painfully forced when he spoke again.

“The cat Amber’s raising has been extremely agitated lately. She’s tried everything, but nothing works.”

“She said… only Tommy’s faded vintage baseball can calm it down.”

My heart suffered a sudden, violent spasm. The necklace around my neck instantly felt like a serrated blade.

He knew damn well that the baseball was the only physical piece of Tommy I had left in this world.

A faint, hollow smile tugged at my lips.

“Fine.”

Garrison choked on his words.

He probably expected me to tear the house down.

Once, a deckhand had merely trespassed into Tommy’s room by mistake, and I had him tied up and soaked in freezing seawater for an entire night.

A sudden weight seemed to crush Garrison’s chest. His voice dropped to a guilty whisper.

“If you’re uncomfortable with this, you can tell me directly. I’ll find another way.”

I didn’t look at him. I turned around, pulled the faded vintage baseball from the cabinet, and shoved it into his hands.

My phone buzzed.

The screen lit up with the name Amber Cole.

Garrison glanced at the display, then leaned down to press a kiss to my forehead.

I tilted my head, dodging it completely.

He froze in mid-air, remaining rigid for a long moment before speaking.

“Tomorrow, I’m taking you to the shrine. We will pay our respects to our three children.”

The moment the door clicked shut, I ripped the necklace off my neck.

I pushed the window open and flung my arm out.

The blue diamond cut a perfect arc through the midnight air, landing face-down inside the trash can below.