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"You already know, Rina," Victor's voice cut through the air like a sharp blade, laced with a cruel indifference that sent shivers down my spine, 
"I won't love you, no matter what you do. No matter how many times you beg, nothing will happen!
You knew from the beginning that Helena was the girl I loved!! "

His words, laced with disdain, were like a devastating blow to my heart. 

Each syllable was a reminder of the love I had lost, a love that had once burned brightly but was now extinguished, replaced by an icy void.

Victor continued, his tone unrelenting,

 "The only reason I married you is because that was my grandmother's request" 

"I'll take care of giving you money, no matter how much, but please don't bother me and Helena anymore," he added. 

Tears streamed down my cheeks, a torrent of pain and despair that I could no longer contain. 

The dream I had nurtured, the hope that our love could be rekindled, crumbled before my eyes.

 The reality was far more brutal than any nightmare I had ever imagined.

I had once planned to surprise him, to share the joyous news that I was pregnant with our child. 

 But now, it seemed that he didn't care for me, and my hopes for our unborn baby were shattered. What place did our child have in a world where its father had rejected it before it even had a chance to exist?

As Victor's words hung in the air, a chilling silence descended upon the room, broken only by the steady rhythm of my heartache.

 I was left with the agonizing realization that the love I had cherished was nothing but a cruel illusion, a marriage that had led me astray in the vast desert of my broken dreams.

Pregnant With His Child

She looked intently at Victor and saw the surprise etched on his face.

"What do you mean it's part of his f-forgotten memory? I don't understand," Victor said, his voice filled with confusion.

She glanced at the road ahead, then at the kids in the backseat, who were still fast asleep. She then took a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts.

"Maybe it's better if we pull over for a moment," she said.

"I don't want to explain this at Marga's house, and it's best if I tell you now while the kids are asleep."

Victor glanced over at her, his expression softening as he seemed to grasp what she was trying to say.

Without a word, he steered the car to the side of the road and parked.

After Victor parked the car, he took out his phone and made a call, presumably to the bodyguards following them.

After finishing the call, he nodded to her before getting out of the car.

Venedict's forgotten memory part 2