Where the Wind is Left Behind Chapter 11

Where the Wind is Left Behind Chapter 11

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he had long been accustomed to the presence of the mother and daughter without even realizing it.

Colt walked heavily, slowly up the stairs. He stopped at the door of Cindy’s room, his hand

trembling slightly, and turned the doorknob.

The first time he entered Cindy’s room, a refreshing fragrance hit his nose, just like the scent on Cindy’s body, which calmed his restless heart a lot.

Cindy’s room was completely tidy and empty, as if no one had ever lived there.

He sat on the bed dejectedly, hanging his head.

Looking back in memory, he seemed to see Cindy’s busy figure in the office six years ago.

Cindy was his first female secretary. She had excellent professional knowledge, was meticulous and hardworking, and never made any mistakes in her work.

The care for his life was also meticulous.

He was paralyzed in a car accident, but she tirelessly took care of him and never left his side. If it wasn’t for her encouragement and companionship, he would never have recovered so quickly.

That night, it was clear that he got drunk and forced himself on her. How could he obsessively believe that she intentionally climbed onto the bed?

She was clearly trying to be a good wife. She remembered all his preferences, and there was always

a delicious meal waiting for him when he came home every day. His shirts and suits were always

neatly ironed.

He always turned a blind eye.

She was always calm and quiet, no matter how excessive he was, she never got angry with him.

The only time I yelled at him was because of our daughter, Emilie.

She longed for him to treat their daughter well, even to the extent of kneeling down and begging

him.

“Colt, I know you didn’t love me, even hated me. But our daughter is innocent, she has your blood

running through her veins. I beg you, please, take care of her. Even just a little bit…”

He was disdainful at that time, and even thought she was deliberately playing tricks and pretending to be pitiful.

At this moment, he was feeling extremely heartbroken.

Cindy, I’m sorry.

Emilie, Dad was wrong.

“Bring your daughter back, I will definitely treat you both well,” Colt said, his eyes moist and hands covering his head.

Ding dong.

The doorbell rang downstairs, and Colt’s eyes lit up. He hurriedly went downstairs.

Cindy and her daughter must have come back.

“You guys are back, I bought candy for Emilie…” Colt opened the door, and the joy on his face instantly vanished.

The people who came were Hazel and Allan.

Hazel changed into a sexy red dress, with a low neckline and a hollowed-out back, dressed up very

enchantingly.

Allan carried the cake box, wearing a displeased expression on his face.

“How did you know I was here?” Colt said coldly, blocking the door.

Hazel’s expression froze as she heard his displeased tone. She replied sullenly, “We asked the secretary for your address and came here specifically to give you a surprise. Allan said he wanted to

have cake with you.”

Colt stood in front of the door, showing no intention of letting them in, with an icy cold gaze.

“Is it inconvenient for us to come in?” Hazel’s heart sank, and she pretended to be sad as she

lowered her head. “It seems like we shouldn’t have come, we just didn’t want to upset you.”

Colt remained silent, feeling that Hazel in front of him was becoming more and more unfamiliar, unable to match the wonderful first love in his memory.

Allan suddenly pushed Colt, squeezed through the gap, and entered the room. He saw the luxurious living room and felt envious. “This place is so beautiful, Mom, come in quickly!”

Allan walked around the living room, filled with jealousy in his eyes. “Hmph, the mistress and the illegitimate child actually get to live in such a nice house!”