No Wife, No Life Chapter 118

In those years, Alvina, to ensure that Dennis would have a stable and peaceful life, entrusted him to Harper on her deathbed.

But Harper was just a kid herself back then. How could she take care of a little child?

Dennis was Alvina's son with another man. No matter what, Harper was Brad's biological daughter, but Dennis had nothing to do with Brad.

Brad hated Alvina for betraying him and would never let Dennis stay at The Orsini Villa.

Despite Harper's desperate pleas, even to the extent of kneeling and begging Brad to keep Dennis, Brad ultimately decided to send him away.

Harper then begged Brad to at least find a good family for Dennis, so he could grow up safely until she was able to bring him back.

Over the years, whenever Harper asked about Dennis, Brad would never reveal his whereabouts, only saying that Dennis had been taken abroad.

Later, Harper married Alex.

She was busy expanding the company's business and dealing with Alex, so she temporarily put Dennis's matter aside, always thinking she would look for him when she had time.

Little did she know, he was in Majestic City all along and had never been taken abroad.

Brad had lied to her for over a decade.

Thinking about this, Harper felt a sharp pain in her heart.

It was her mistake!

Her cold gaze fell on Colin and Duke, her voice carrying a chilling coldness. "Take them back. Once the investigation is clear, I'll send them where they belong."

Colin was terrified, his body trembling even more as he shouted, "You can't do this to us! No matter who you are, you can't act recklessly. This is abduction, unlawful confinement, a grievous crime."

Harper chuckled lightly. "What are you saying? I'm just inviting you back as guests. How could it be kidnapping or imprisonment? You've taken such good care of my brother; of course, I'll reward you well."

Her words were laced with a smile, but her tone grew colder, almost freezing, making people feel a deep chill. "Gag them and take them away."

The bodyguards immediately went over, picked up Colin and Duke, and forcibly took them away.

After the bodyguards left with Colin and Duke, Harper was exhausted, leaning against the wall, barely able to stand.

Overwhelmed by the multitude of events that transpired this evening, her mind was a whirlwind of turmoil, and she felt a faint ache emanating from her belly.

She felt nauseous, covering her mouth to hold back the urge to vomit.

At this moment, she saw Dennis still sitting on the ground.

His hands were tied, but he still looked clean and composed, exuding an untouchable nobility.

Harper felt a pang of sorrow in her heart as she went over to untie him.

"Dennis." She called softly, and when she met his emotionless eyes, her heart ached.

"Dennis, I know you're shocked, but there are some truths I must tell you."

Harper forced herself to stand firm, explaining calmly, but Dennis coldly interrupted her.

He had heard everything Colin said earlier. What more was there to say?

Everything he had endured over the years made sense.

He had no connection to the Wilson family, just a pitiful foster child.

Besides, his biological mother had him with another man and then abandoned him.

He spoke coldly, "What's the point? Why show up now? Wouldn't it have been better to leave me ruined there, Ms. Orsini?"

"You wanted me to have a peaceful life, but why you casually handed me off to someone else to raise. Did you really care about me? If you did, how could you not find any information about me?"

With her resources, finding someone shouldn't have been difficult.

Dennis no longer had the warmth he once had; now he was cold and indifferent.

"Did you really not find me, or did you just not want to? Only you knows, Ms. Orsini."

He called her Ms. Orsini with no emotion, as if she were a stranger.

Confronted by his questioning, Harper was rendered speechless.

She wanted to defend herself, but there were no excuses.

The fact was, she had indeed neglected him.

She had been consumed by her career and love, suffering for Alex, busy with the company, and had forgotten that Dennis was living in misery.

She had naively thought Dennis was living well.

The bitterness in her heart spread through her body. She lowered her head, her eyes red, but she didn't want to cry in front of Dennis, so she held back her tears.

What had she been doing all these years?

The Alex she had pursued for half her life had betrayed her, making her a laughingstock.

While she was drowning in her own sorrow, Dennis was almost sold and pushed to the brink.

Now, being questioned and mocked by her only family, she had no words.

She couldn't explain, nor did she have any reason to. 

Her voice carried a hint of bitterness. "Regardless, you need to come back with me. You can't stay here to prepare for exams."

How could this environment be suitable for studying?

"I know it's my fault. Whether you acknowledge me as your sister or not, at least wait until you're an adult. Then I'll give you everything that belongs to you. After that, you can choose to stay or leave, and I won't force you to do anything." She spoke sincerely.

This time, Dennis said nothing.

He knew he had nowhere else to go.

As she said, whether he acknowledged Harper or not, he had to go with her.

Only this way could he escape Colin and Duke, focus on his exams, and leave this wretched life behind.

He silently followed Harper to the car.

Harper finally felt a sense of relief.

She gave the driver an address, a property she owned in Majestic City.

The villa was not far from the city center, luxuriously decorated.

She lived in an apartment in the city center, closer to the company.

The villa, in a quiet environment, was more suitable for studying, and she only went there on weekends or during her free time.

The car stopped.

Dennis got out, and seeing the villa, he paused, the sarcasm in his eyes growing stronger.

She lived in a plush place like this, while he had been cramped in a messy two-bedroom apartment all these years.

"Ms. Orsini, do I deserve to live in a place like this?" His tone was cold, filled with more mockery.

But Harper didn't mind at all. She said, "Why not? If you like it, I can transfer this villa to you when you turn eighteen."

"I don't need it." His face was expressionless, his words cold. "I can get what I want on my own. I don't need anyone's charity."