Becoming the Richest Man Alive

The time that Casper could spare for her was dwindling as the days went by.

One day, Giselle was out shopping for baby products. It was then that those men returned.

Pinning the bodyguard down, one of the men appeared from behind and punched Giselle in the stomach. As a result, she suffered a miscarriage.

Although it was just a dream, Casper could feel his heart throbbing in pain at that time.

The crimson blood that was flowing out of Giselle formed a pool on the ground. The scene was so surreal that he would shudder at the very thought of it.

When he recalled the agonizing look on Giselle’s face especially, it shattered his heart into a million pieces.

How he wished he was the one who had to go through the sufferings.

After the miscarriage, Giselle’s condition took a turn for the worse.

The pain of losing her child was too much to bear. Not to mention, she had to face the disappointed look of their families and the ridicule from others.

All these negative emotions were slowly pushing her into the depths of despair.

Now that Casper is busy with his work, who else will be willing to help me?

No one. Not a single soul.

Seeing less and less of Casper back then, Giselle felt estranged from him.

ended up with

She became reticent and was reluctant to talk to anyone. From time to time,

about her were getting more and

amounts of denigrating comments

in a massive sized deal

lost her child, his affection toward her

blind eye just when

Giselle chose to end her

dream, he saw the relieved smile that Giselle had

with remorse, he couldn’t bear to watch the

straight into

face, it would remind him of that dreadful dream—the dream where he

real; it’s just a dream! But I’m scared… Scared of losing Giselle like how

was adamant that he would never

face her true self and be happy after being accepted into

assured Giselle that he would do his best to make her happy in his dream,

in his mind, he stopped in his tracks and started walking in the

entrance of the cafeteria, Giselle

she glanced at him with her peripheral

eating her porridge

turned around to leave, she lifted

was ready to cut ties with him once and for all. So why do I

him now. Even if I did, what can I possibly do or say

too late for us to mend our

was clenching hard onto the spoon