“Away. I can’t stay here. I wanted to save my mother, but I lost myself instead. I’m just a target now.” She left the house, leaving Nick standing in the silence of his empty mansion.
Over the next few days, the scandal grew, but Nick only cared about Alice. She wasn’t taking his calls. He realized his need for control had destroyed the only real thing he had. He dropped the corporate tactics and went to her. He found the small apartment she’d rented in a quiet neighborhood and waited for her in the rain.
Alice opened the door, ready to turn him away, but he spoke first. “I was wrong. About everything. My ego and my grudge blinded me, and I dragged you into this mess. But Alice, you’re the best thing that ever happened to me. You’re real, and I love you.” She looked at him, skeptical, but she saw the genuine pain in his eyes. “Forgiveness isn’t that easy,” she said. “I know. But I’m going to earn it.” It was the start of something honest.
Nick realized that trust is built through actions, not contracts. He stepped back from the daily grind of his company and focused entirely on winning Alice back.
It was a slow process. Alice began to soften as she saw him change his life and his attitude toward people. Nick decided to do something that would prove his feelings to her and the world.
He invited Alice to an old city park that had fallen into disrepair. He organized a small gathering with the local community and a few reporters. Nick stood on a small wooden stage, looking casual in a simple sweater and jeans.
“I have a public confession to make,” he began. “For a long time, I thought I could buy anything. I made mistakes that I deeply regret.”
Alice stood in the crowd, unsure where this was going. “I hurt someone who showed me what actually matters. Alice showed me that life isn’t a deal; it’s about connection. This park is my gift to the city, and I want it to be a symbol of starting over and being honest.” He looked right at her. “I’m not asking for an easy out, but I promise to be the man you deserve.” The crowd cheered.
Alice couldn’t stop the tears. Nick walked over to her, his expression humble. “You really changed,” she whispered. “I’m going to keep proving it every day.” That evening, walking through the park, they finally felt free.
He let go of his pride, and she found the strength to give him a chance. It was a foundation built on the ruins of their old contract, but this time, it was solid.
Time passed, and the garden at the Sullivan estate was more beautiful than ever. It wasn’t just a showpiece anymore; it was a home. Alice, in her final month of pregnancy, was resting in the shade. Nick was beside her, reading a book on newborn care—a sight no one would have believed a year ago. …
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