Vill Ver 4.6% Chapter 7
Yunifer’s health had been fragile since prison. With no family left, she had once confided in him that she longed for someone to make her feel like she belonged. Yet, the moment she discovered her pregnancy, he had forced her to end it, ignoring her heartbroken pleas. The truth, one he’d barely admitted to himself, was that losing the baby had devastated him too. But that hadn’t stopped him from succumbing to temptation with Laria in his office that very night.
He’d brought Yunifer’s mother home for her birthday, hoping to surprise her. But when everything went to hell, he’d walked away with Laria in his arms while Yunifer knelt, sobbing over her bleeding mother. For Laria’s sake, he’d demanded endless sacrifices from Yunifer, and she had complied—silently, completely. So why was Laria now gleefully twisting the knife when Yunifer wasn’t even there to defend herself?
His eyes hardened. “That’s enough,” he said, his voice sharp. “We’ve known Yunifer for years, Laria. Let’s drop the pretense. You and I both know how brilliant she once was—and precisely how she ended up destroyed. You’ve been basking in the spotlight that should have been hers, while secretly tearing her down. It’s disgusting. I never realized what a vicious parasite you really are.”
He took a shaky breath, rage barely contained. “I see it now—what I’ve been too blind to admit. I fell in love with Yunifer.” “I’ve done everything I could for you, and now get out of my house and don’t ever show your face here again.”
“Richard,” he barked at the housekeeper, “escort Ms. Winter off my property. Now.” Laria’s face crumpled into practiced sobs, clearly expecting him to relent as he always had. But this time, Hektor didn’t even look at her.
When the house fell silent, he noticed a black USB drive among the scattered ashes. With trembling hands, he plugged it into his laptop. It contained two videos and an audio file. The first video showed him and Laria in his office, naked and entangled the night after Yunifer’s abortion. The second captured Laria deliberately provoking Yunifer and her mother—her vicious, calculated words a stark contrast to her usual fragile persona. The moment Yunifer’s mother reacted, Laria smashed a vase over her head with shocking violence. From this angle, the blood spreading beneath the older woman’s head was sickeningly vivid, while Yunifer begged and sobbed beside her.
The audio file was his conversation with Nate in the car—his own voice confessing to framing Yunifer, destroying her career, and sending her to prison.
Hektor’s face drained of color. His heart felt crushed, making it nearly impossible to breathe. With shaking fingers, he called Nate. “I need confirmation on something,” he rasped. “Find out if Yunifer’s mother actually died at the hospital.”
“What? Isn’t she at Lakeside Care Facility?” Nate asked, confused.
Hektor’s voice broke. “I brought her home for Yunifer’s birthday. There was an… incident with Laria. She hit Yunifer’s mother with a vase. I—I didn’t think it was serious.”
Nate understood immediately. “I’ll check right now and call you back.”
Hektor sat paralyzed, barely breathing, praying that the death certificate was just Yunifer’s revenge. After what felt like hours, Nate called back, his voice heavy. “It’s true, Hektor. Yunifer’s mother died two days ago from massive internal bleeding and hemorrhage. The doctors couldn’t save her because she arrived too late for treatment.”
He paused. “I’ve been telling you for years that Laria isn’t who you think she is. What kind of person watches you destroy someone’s life and reputation, then stands by while their mentor bleeds out without shedding a single tear?”
“Yunifer knows everything now. After what she’s endured, I doubt she’ll ever forgive you. I wouldn’t.”
As the call ended, Hektor stared at the divorce certificate in his hands, the paper crumpling in his grip. “I’ll find you, Yunifer,” he whispered. “Wait for me. Please.”