Chapter 267 Breaking In
Aurelia wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, and opened the top folder.
Inside, she found a list of names he had picked for their two babies—names for boys, girls, and even combos of one boy and one girl. He'd thought of everything and had over a dozen names for each.
Aurelia's heart melted. It turned out he really did want these babies and was eager to be a good dad.
She closed that file and clicked on the next one. It was all about pregnancy precautions, listed one by one.
[During the second trimester, moderate exercise can help prepare for childbirth.]
[Regularly count fetal movements to check the baby's health.]
[Take multivitamins, get plenty of sunlight for calcium, and include dietary fiber to prevent constipation.]
[Eating too many sweets can cause high blood sugar, leading to a big baby that's hard to deliver.]
She read through each item. Besides these precautions, he even had a list of things to buy soon. There was a home fetal heart monitor, a pregnancy pillow, a leg massager, and some fancy anti-stretch mark oil.
Aurelia vaguely remembered that on the morning she left, the delivery guy had brought a bunch of packages to the villa. They were so big, he had to use a cart to bring them in. Now she realized those must have been the things he bought.
She scrolled down and randomly opened another file.
[Today marks the third year since Aurelia and the babies left. For three years, I haven't dared to step into Bloom Villa. She left this world, but she never left me. I can't find a place without her. I often hallucinate, thinking Aurelia is lying in my arms. When I wake up in the middle of the night and touch the cold side of the bed, I feel chilled to the bone.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm dead because I can't feel warmth, especially in my heart, which only mechanically beats without any other function. Aurelia was so wonderful that she must have been reborn into a good family, loved by everyone, treated like a princess. The two babies were unlucky to have me as their unqualified father. I hope they don't lose faith in this world and can stay with their mom to take care of her. I'm a sinner!]
Aurelia's eyes filled with tears. She had a rough four years too. Without her family's support and encouragement, she wouldn't have made it.She often suffered from insomnia and was plagued by worries.
She feared losing her loved ones, feared the babies getting sick, feared he would come to take the children away and recognize Chelsea as their mother. She never thought that he was also living in pain, guilt, and remorse in Imperick.
She never considered what it felt like for Nathaniel to lose his children and his wife at the same time. Now, reading his words, she realized he must have been in excruciating pain.
Aurelia spent the night immersed in sadness, her eyes red from crying. Luckily, her colleagues had all left, so no one saw her in such a state.
She pulled herself together and found the PPT Nathaniel mentioned, then sent it to his email.
By now, night had fully set in, and the sky outside was dotted with stars.
Aurelia held a cup of water, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the night sky. Coral Bay rarely had such a clear night, with a bright moon and twinkling stars.
After the last kidnapping, she didn't dare go downstairs alone. She called the family driver to come pick her up.
While waiting for the driver, she opened Facebook and accepted the friend request.
Meanwhile, Nathaniel was heading to a run-down, low-end apartment complex.
At the entrance, an elderly security guard yawned, covering his mouth with one hand. When he saw the luxurious car drive in, he didn't stop it but widened his eyes, watching the car that didn't match the area drive in.
The car stopped in front of a building.
Timothy got out and led the way into the hallway. "That woman lives here, on the top floor, 701."
The old hallway smelled musty from the rainy season. There wasn't even a voice-activated light, let alone an elevator; they had to climb up on foot.
Timothy had staked out this place several times and was familiar with the stairs, taking two steps at a time to lead Nathaniel and Zack.
Nathaniel looked around the dilapidated building as he walked. "Did she buy this place, or is she renting?"
Timothy chuckled and said, "Nathaniel, don't be fooled by how rundown it looks. This is still Imperick, where every inch of land is worth a fortune. It's not easy for ordinary people to buy a place here. The rent is cheaper than other places, though. Young people don't like living here, and old people can't climb the stairs, so it's perfect for those who aren't rich."
As they talked, they reached the top floor.
The sound insulation was poor, and they could hear the sound of a video playing inside, with a strong rhythm, as if someone was dancing or exercising.
They paused outside 701, and then Timothy knocked on the door. But no one answered for a long time.
Zack, losing patience, asked, "Timothy, are you sure she lives here? Don't tell me you got it wrong."
If they had the wrong person, knocking on someone's door at this hour would definitely be a disturbance.
Timothy patted his chest in assurance. "Zack, believe in my work ability. I've been tracking her for four years. I finally found her checking into a hotel the day before yesterday. She came here to rent a place yesterday. I followed her all the way and even saw her sign the rental contract. There's no mistake."
Zack was convinced for now. "Keep knocking."
Timothy knocked harder, making the door with the 701 plaque thud loudly.
The music was so loud that the person inside finally noticed the commotion.
Just as Nathaniel was considering trying another method, the door suddenly opened from the inside. The strong rhythm of the music blasted into their ears.
The person inside saw Nathaniel, froze for a moment, and immediately tried to close the door.
Zack, quick on his feet, stuck his leg in just as the door was about to close, successfully preventing it from shutting.
The three men forced their way in.
Nathaniel, dressed in a black suit with a classic white shirt underneath, exuded a cold aura. "Where else do you want to run to?"
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