A DEVASTATING INCIDENT
Author: PRESTIGEEE
last update2025-09-11 17:34:54

Chapter 4: A DEVASTATING INCIDENT

Kelvin stood there as he watched Diana walk away with Harry. He didn't call out to her or chase after her, he looked at their backs until he could no longer see them, then he lowered his head and let out a hopeless smile, but then it turned into laughter. He laughed at himself, at everything that had just happened, he found it funny, but the laugh wasn't cheerful, it was—Cold, cheerless and depreciating.

He let out an exhausted sigh, raised his head high, and without looking at the people who continued to whisper to each other as they looked at him with all sorts of gazes but most of all—Sympathy.

He chuckled calmly as he walked out, “Even an outsider can see clearly, but you still can't.” he muttered and continued to walk out in heavy steps.

***

Kelvin knocked on the door of Elsie and waited with a calm expression on his face. He had no emotions on his face and it was like he had only gone out to get something and had not just experienced a devastating incident.

The door of the apartment opened and Elsie, who was putting on exposed nightwear, showed up. He looked at her face and when he saw the look of annoyance on her face, he immediately guessed that she might have fallen asleep, “I’m sorry, Elsie. I came for Mia.”

Elsie rolled her eyes at him, she looked at Kelvin with a raised eyebrow, then frowned and asked, “Why are you alone? Didn't my sister come with you?”

Kelvin looked down and was surprised at the revealing night gown she was putting on, he shifted his gaze immediately, then replied as calm as ever, “She’s not coming back.”

Elsie frowned in confusion, though she didn't like Kelvin, but she wouldn't defend her sister if she was wrong. Her elder sister had been acting this way for sometime and it seems it was time she talked to her.

“Well…” She paused, then leaned back to look into the house, then turn back to look at Kelvin who looked anywhere but her but it wasn't like she cared anyway. “Mia is asleep and I think you should let her be. You can come take her in the morning or when she wakes up.” She proposed which was fine by Kelvin.

Kelvin nodded, “Thank you. Please take care of her.”He said and turned around to leave.

After entering the house, he fell on the couch, his energy drained. He sat slumped on the couch and kept his gaze on the ceiling.

His mind played everything that had happened all over again, then he sat up, covered his face with his palm and cried silently to himself.

No tears came out, no crying sounds but only his shoulders could show how much pain he held inside him.

This was the woman he had loved and held dear to himself, the woman who had borne his only daughter, the woman he had sacrificed a lot for.

He didn't know where he went wrong, he didn't know how and when he lost her love, but one thing he knew was that the Diana he saw today wasn't the woman he fell in love with and for that, he came to a conclusion and made a decision.

He stood up calmly and sat behind the computer, then began typing rapidly on the keyboard. He spent hours drafting a contract, and when he clicked on the last word, he closed his eyes tightly.

As he saved it and was about to do the rest, the door opened and Diana walked in tiredly.

Her face was pale and her eyes were sunken showing just how exhausted she was, but when her eyes saw Kelvin who sat behind the computer, she gritted her teeth and matched him unhappily.

“Why did you cause a scene at my company's celebratory party?” She asked coldly.

Kelvin’s fingers paused, he sneered and raised his head to respond to her but found her staring at Mia’s birthday cake in shock.

Diane stared at the untouched cake and foods on the table in surprise, she had actually forgotten her daughter’s birthday?!

Her heart tightened as she turned to look at Kelvin with a guilty and uncomfortable expression on her face but seeing the sarcasm on his face, her face burned more.

“Sorry, I forgot. I was too busy preparing for the company's big day and this day escaped my mind.” She explained but all Kelvin felt was calmness.

His eyes were cold, and his expression indifferent as if it was none of his business.

“You shouldn't be apologising to me.” He said calmly.

Diana paused, then looked around the house as she had just recalled that her daughter still hadn't come out to hug her as usual. “Where is Mia?” She asked softly.

“She’s with Elsie.”

“Good!” Diane responded indifferently, then dropped her pause at the side, “Now, let's talk about us.” She announced coldly.

Kelvin paused, his eyes shook, but he still remained calm as he kept typing away on the computer, “There is nothing to talk about.” He responded swiftly and indifferently.

“You think there is nothing?!” Diana asked and anger could be heard in her voice.

“You crashed an important celebration for my company and caused a scene there, you embarrassed me and was being petty over something so little. Besides…” She paused, then pointed out.

“… Don't you think you should apologise to Harry? You landed him in the hospital because of your selfishness!”

Kelvin froze in shock. He couldn't believe what he had just heard.

“What did you say?!”

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