My Toyboy 27
My Toyboy 27
In the evening, Cynthia returned to the Yates residence.
Matthew was in the study, practicing calligraphy. Pamela had just come back from a beauty treatment, and Henry was in the garden trimming the plants. Everything seemed like usual.
As always, Cynthia went to the study first to help Matthew mix some paints and chat for a while. Then she returned to her room and began packing her things. She had decided to move out.
In truth, she hadn’t been living at the Yates residence every day. The Yates family was long accustomed to her spending nights elsewhere from time to time, but this time, she was planning to leave for good.
Having lived there for three years, Cynthia couldn’t help but feel reluctant. She especially felt a deep attachment to the Yates family, who treated her like their own daughter. In the darkest moments of her life, they had provided her with a safe haven.
Sometimes she thought, if Filip never returned, she could happily live out her days with the Yates family. But ever since Filip’s return, everything seemed to drift off course.
Jonathan was right: Filip would never look back. She and Filip had long become parallel lines, never to cross again.
There was no point in holding onto Filip any longer. Perhaps it was time to truly let go and start a new chapter in life, Cynthia thought to herself.
While she was lost in thought, the door burst open with a loud bang. Filip appeared at the entrance with fury.
He stormed in and grabbed Cynthia’s arm, shoving her forcefully. Already crouched on the floor packing her suitcase, Cynthia was knocked to the ground.
“Filip, what’s wrong with you?” Cynthia shouted, showing no sign of backing down.
“Cynthia, how dare you ask me that? What did you do to Lilian that nearly caused her to miscarry?” he roared.
At the mention of “miscarriage,” Cynthia was momentarily stunned.
Filip, seeing Cynthia’s innocent expression, let out a cold laugh. “Don’t play dumb. Stealing Lilian’s interview wasn’t enough for you? You had to insult her in public and even slap her? Cynthia, how did you become so cruel? If anything happens to Lilian’s baby, I’ll never forgive you.” All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.
Cynthia finally snapped back to reality. She stood up and tidied her hair gracefully. “Lilian told you that I stole her interview?”
“She doesn’t need to. I know you well enough. You’ve always been competitive since we were kids. Whatever I learned, you followed. You always had to outshine me and take what didn’t belong to you,” he said.
Filip’s tone was full of sarcasm. “If you treated me like that, why would Lilian be
any
different?”
Cynthia had always been this way, ever since they were young.
When Filip took up golf as a child, she tagged along, and each time, she outplayed him. Everyone praised her.
Eventually, he gave up on golf and started learning chess. She picked that up too, and went on to win numerous national and international awards, even becoming the last apprentice of chess grandmaster Louis Drake. Filip was so frustrated that he never touched chess again.
Later, he took up boxing, and she followed suit, quickly surpassing him in skill. Throughout their childhood, even in fights, he couldn’t beat her.
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It seemed like he had spent the first half of his life in her shadow.
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Cynthia was surprised Filip had brought up their childhood. It was true–whatever Filip learned, she would follow.
But she just wanted to spend more time with him. That was why she would study all the things he was interested in.
She never intended to outshine him or take anything from him. She had never cared about fame or accolades.
It had never occurred to her that Filip saw her this way. But there was no point in explaining any of this now.
Cynthia sighed. “Filip, no matter what I say, you won’t believe me, because you only care about Lilian.”
She paused, then added, “In that case, let’s just go our separate ways.”
Filip finally noticed that Cynthia had been packing her things. There were two large suitcases in the room, which were already filled to the brim with her clothes and everyday belongings.
Filip’s sneer deepened. “Threatening me again? Cynthia, can’t you come up with a new trick?”
Cynthia knelt down, zipped up the suitcase, and then walked over to Filip. Her voice was calm but carried a weight of finality. “This time it’s real. I’m moving out tonight, and I’ll explain everything to them later.”
Just then, the butler called them to dinner. Cynthia strode out of the room.
The atmosphere at dinner was tense. Both Cynthia and Filip seemed preoccupied with their own thoughts.
-Halfway through the meal, Cynthia put down her fork. “Grandpa Matthew, Mr. Yates, Mrs. Yates, I have something to say.
Everyone turned to her, noticing how serious she seemed. Pamela spoke up. “Cynthia, what’s the matter?”
“Thank you for taking care of me these past three years, but I’ve decided to move out tonight,” Cynthia said.
Pamela was shocked. Then she immediately understood what was going on and started scolding Filip. “What did you do to upset Cynthia again? You stupid brat, apologize to her right now!”
Cynthia stopped her. “Mom, Filip and I have decided to separate.”
“You’re getting a divorce?” Pamela asked in disbelief.
Cynthia spoke calmly. “Actually, we never registered our marriage in the first place, so I don’t think it counts as a divorce.”
Everyone looked utterly astonished. Henry was confused. “But you two have a marriage certificate. It’s still in the drawer at home.”
Cynthia replied, “That’s just a fake certificate I bought online. 3 dollars with free shipping.”
Henry’s face turned livid. “Ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous.”
Back when Matthew had forced Filip to marry her, Filip had backed out at the last moment at the city hall. To placate the Yates family, Cynthia had ordered a fake marriage certificate online and photoshopped a wedding photo.
In reality, she and Filip had never been married.
Pamela stood
up
and punched her son on the shoulder. “It was you, wasn’t it? This was all your idea!”
Filip sat there with a dark expression, saying nothing. He hadn’t expected Cynthia to be serious this time. He thought she was trying to force him to choose between her and Lilian.
Cynthia, on the other hand, remained composed. “Mrs. Yates, don’t blame Filip. He did nothing wrong. He just doesn’t love
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1. me. Loving me isn’t his duty, Please, don’t pressure him anymore.”
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Pamela started to cry. “But you two grew up together. I’ve always seen you as my daughter–in–law. How am I supposed to accept this?”
“Mrs. Yates, Mr. Yates, Grandpa Henry,” Cynthia continued, “even if Filip and I separate, I will always consider you my family.”
“But love can’t be forced. Filip loves Lilian, and she’s already pregnant. I don’t want to torment them, and I don’t want to torment myself, so I think it’s time to end this and give myself a fresh start,” she added.
Pamela was utterly shocked. “Lilian is pregnant?”
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