He threw her out of the house because she was pregnant with a girl, but spent a fortune to have his mistress give birth to a boy in a private clinic. However, on the very day of the birth, something happened that would change his destiny forever.

The door closed, leaving Marc collapsed in a chair. The cry of a newborn echoed in the hallway; just hours earlier, he would have considered it a miracle. Now, he only heard a cruel reminder of his own downfall.

Weeks later, the clinic notified him of a bill exceeding 12,000 euros. Chloe had disappeared, leaving all the expenses in his name. The apartment he had bought was seized. He lost his savings. And his pride.

In Annecy, Elise gradually regained her strength. The sunset reflected on the turquoise lake while Madame Fontaine watched her rock her baby on the terrace.

“Do you see, my dear? Life always puts everyone in their place. You have love. He… is left with his mistakes.”

Elise kissed her daughter’s forehead, a sweet smile lighting up her face. The warm air descended from the mountains, gently moving the apple tree leaves in the garden.
And for the first time in a long time, Elise breathed in peace.