promise

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Dodo had embraced his mother, Emma or Elina, in his strong arms as if letting go, even for a moment, would mean losing her forever. His tiny hands held a desperation that had longed for a mother's embrace since birth. Tears filled his innocent eyes, but his lips carried a strange sense of peace.

On the other hand, in Elina's arms was the warmth of her son—the scent of her child, whom she had lost years ago. Tears streamed down her eyes, but they weren't of pain—they were of relief, of love that she had once lost but had now found again. She wiped the tears from Dodo's cheeks with her hands and looked into his innocent eyes with love.

"Baby, Mommy will never leave you... never!"

Elina's voice trembled, but her tone carried the determination of a mother—one that no one could break now.

Seeing this scene, a strange conflict arose in Eric's heart. He knew that there was a deep void in Elina's life—a void filled with the memories of her lost child. And today, as she held Dodo in her arms, that void seemed to fill instantly.

But amidst this emotional moment, there was another gaze—one that burned, flared with jealousy and deception!

Eric's aunt and uncle, who were watching this scene, burned with envy. Their faces held an odd resentment, their eyes filled with hatred, for they had never wanted Eric to reclaim his happiness. His aunt's venomous voice echoed—

"Eric, you said she had lost her memory… then how does she remember her son and you?"

Eric looked at his aunt with cold eyes and replied with a faint smile,

"Proof, Aunt. I showed her our wedding photos, I showed her pictures of her son. Memories may fade, but the love in one's heart never disappears!"

But his aunt wasn't someone who accepted defeat so easily. She stepped forward, smiling slyly, and taunted,

"Oh, so did you also tell her how she used to live here before?"

Eric stared deep into his aunt's eyes. He knew she was a cunning woman trying to push Elina back into her past. But it didn't matter anymore. Because Elina was no longer that weak, fragile girl—she was now a mother!

And if anyone tried to chain her to her past, she would break free. The power of her motherhood was now stronger than any conspiracy!

With a heavy voice, sharp eyes, and a cold smile, Eric looked at his aunt, who was still trying to weave her web of deceit. But today, he was not one to remain silent. He took a deep breath and then spoke in a voice so firm that it echoed through the entire house—

"Yes, I have told her everything!"

The entire room fell into sudden silence. His aunt's smile disappeared in an instant, and a strange fear flickered across her face. Eric continued—

"How you trapped my innocent wife in your schemes and turned her from a human into a monster! How you manipulated her like a puppet and used her! But now, those days are over! Emma has promised that she will never fall for these demons' tricks again!"

Elina, who had been confused until now, became alert as she listened to the conversation between Eric and his aunt. Questions filled her eyes. Eric had never told her about Emma. She couldn't understand what all this was pointing towards.

But Eric didn't stop. He looked at his mother, and there was no hesitation in his eyes anymore—only determination, only fire. He spoke firmly—

"I want Emma to be treated in this house with the same love and respect as before. She will receive the honor, the care, and this time, no deceit or conspiracy will be able to break her again!"

His every word spread like a storm through the house. Fear was evident on everyone's faces, but the most shocked were his uncle, aunt, and their daughter. They had thought they could trap Eric once again, but this time, the tables had turned.

Eric's eyes were fixed on the three of them.

"Listen carefully—this time, my wife will not fall for any devil's tricks. And if anyone dares to try anything, I will show no mercy!"

His voice carried a warning that sent shivers through the entire house.

His aunt's daughter, who had always considered herself the queen of the house, fumed with anger and said, "Brother, you are misunderstanding me too! I have never done anything wrong!"

Eric chuckled coldly and said,

"Wrong? Ever since you and your parents set foot in this house, you have done nothing but plot against us. But now, the game is over!"

The entire house stood still, holding its breath. His aunt, uncle, and their daughter looked pale, realizing that Eric was no longer the naive man they once knew.

Today, there was only one king in the house—Eric! And his queen… Emma!

Eric looked at Dodo and spoke gently,

"Dodo, go to your room now. It's time for Mommy's medicine, and she needs to rest for a while. After that, she will play with you."

Dodo hugged Eric happily and said,

"Okay, Dad! I'm going, but bring Mommy soon!"

Eric smiled and said,

"Promise!"