So that night, he'd booked out the most exclusive luxury shopping strip in Harbor City and swept through every store for her.
On the hilltop, he'd set off fireworks that lit up the entire city.
Then they'd gone back to a seven-star hotel and spent the rest of the night together.
The dark circles under his eyes hadn't come from working overtime. They'd come from a night of pleasure.
He was still wrapped in her arms.
And our son was gone.
When Dominic got the news, he rushed back immediately. He collapsed in front of our son's portrait and wept like a broken man.
"If Daddy hadn't been on that business trip, he would've been there. He would've seen you one last time! Daddy's worthless. Daddy failed you!"
I even comforted him.
"It's okay. You did it for our son, for this family. He wouldn't blame you."
But the truth was, it wasn't that he couldn't make it back. He chose not to.
"You know, he actually wanted to come home that night."
I looked up. "Then why didn't he? Just to stay with you?"
"Ha." Eve laughed softly and leaned in close, her voice dropping to a whisper by my ear.