Chapter 604: He Only Has Her

Before Olive could finish speaking, Elvis reached out and knocked a vase from the table. With a crackling sound, it shattered. Olive was startled silent, unsure what she’d even said. Why wouldn't he take another wife?

Elvis's chest rose and fell. If not for Lil' Nathan, he would have strangled her. She couldn't wait to push him toward another woman, to see him marry someone else. Did she have no heart? Besides, he hadn't been with anyone else in three years! He only had her. But he didn't want to tell her that now; his years of love were ultimately a mistake.

“Nathan, choose. My time is limited!” Elvis turned and left, his long legs carrying him away from the suffocating, depressing atmosphere. He felt on the verge of losing control.

Outside, Elvis’s tall, handsome form quickly disappeared, leaving Olive’s words trapped in her throat. She looked at her son and said softly, “Nathan, Mom and Dad’s story is complicated. I’ll explain later. Just know we both love you, and no matter what, we’ll always be with you.”

“Yes, I understand,” Lil’ Nathan nodded obediently.

Olive loved this son most. Though Nathan was her eldest, he’d left her at birth. She cupped his face, kissed his forehead, and asked, “Nathan, do you want to stay with Mom or Dad? No pressure, just listen to your heart.”

Lil’ Nathan considered before replying, “Mom, I want to stay with Dad.”

He chose Elvis. Olive was prepared; Elvis had raised him for three years, and they’d endured the hardest times together.

“Mom, I love you. Even though Dad’s old, has a volatile temper, and sometimes hits me, I can’t leave him. If I go, no one will be there for him.”

Tears filled Olive’s eyes. She nodded vigorously. “Okay, Nathan. Choosing your dad proves he cares for you. Mom’s reassured.”

Elvis, now in a Rolls-Royce, waited for Nathan. Soon, Olive and the boy appeared.

Elvis, unseen, watched a smile bloom on Olive’s face, and a happy expression on her son’s. He arched his brows, snorted coldly, and turned away.

The back door opened. “Mom, goodbye,” the little boy said.

Olive waved. “Goodbye, Nathan.”

Elvis commanded, “Go.”

The car sped away. Olive remained, watching until it disappeared, her heart heavy.

In the car, Elvis and Lil’ Nathan watched Olive in the rearview mirror. “Dad, this is the last time,” Lil’ Nathan said urgently.

“What?”

Elvis looked at his son. Lil’ Nathan sat opposite, his aura solemn and dignified, like a CEO in a meeting. Arms crossed, he glared at his father. “Next time, I don’t want to see you strangling Mom. No exceptions.”

Elvis scoffed, “Damn boy, you’re a stubborn white-eyed wolf!” He’d worked hard, being both father and mother, yet his son’s heart belonged to his mother.

Elvis disliked Olive’s hypocrisy. She showed love for Nathan, but what had she done? He wouldn't forget her abortion of their first child, nor that Nathan was born via a surrogate using her eggs. Why did she have to take Nathan away?

Elvis was in a foul mood; he and Lil’ Nathan entered a cold war.

Olive returned home to Levi’s cheerful greeting, “Mom!”

Kneeling, she hugged him. “Levi, where were you? I couldn’t find you.”

Levi stuck out his tongue. “Mom, I didn’t do anything bad.”

“Where’s Ivy?”

“Grandma took her out.”

“Levi, play by yourself. I’m tired and going to bed.”

“Okay.”

Olive went to her room. Levi, watching her go, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, grabbed chips, and began to eat, sighing.

Aunty Cora, entering with fruit, asked, “Young master, what’s wrong?”

Levi pouted. “This trip to the sea of clouds is a mess. Mom and Dad are stupid. I’m worried.”

Aunty Cora remained silent, used to his strange pronouncements. “Young master, what next?”

Levi munched on chips. “What can I do? They’re my parents. I have to help. I need to take action.”

Olive felt depressed. Her engagement to Liam loomed, so she rested, preparing her mood. She studied the royal ancestral line’s topographic map, deducing the location of The Ambassador’s sword. Its drawing would mark the reappearance of the ancient Visionary kingdom.