Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 648 Die for You

It seemed as though Yelena was throwing herself at him.

She didn't even say goodbye to Simone as she rushed to the door and ran out.

The commotion upstairs could be heard clearly downstairs.

Simone was worried. Yet, she could only watch in resignation as Yelena fled the house before she

could say anything.

Slevin watched her rush off, and his lips curled down into a slight smirk. Still, he remained silent upon

watching the ruckus.

"Slade, isn't Yelena your friend? Don't you want to chase after her to check on her?"

Simone knew her son's temper, and Yelena was definitely devastated after being treated so harshly by

Hank. She was concerned that Yelena would do something stupid.

To her surprise, Slevin merely leaned against the sofa calmly. "It's okay, Mrs. Damazio. Yelena can take

care of herself."

Simone nodded helplessly when she suddenly recalled something. She inquired warily, "Since Yelena

is already gone, what are you still doing here?"

Slevin seemed to have been waiting for that question. He drawled, "Well, Mrs. Damazio, I'm here not

just for Yelena."

A sense of caution instantly rose in Simone's heart. "What are you here for?"

Slevin replied calmly, "Mrs. Damazio, do you remember a woman called Leah Hudson from around

twenty-five years ago?"

Leah Hudson…

A memory instantly surfaced, and Simone's face paled with fright. "You know Leah?"

The man toyed with her, "Coincidentally, not only do I know her, but she's also my biological mother."

"What?!"

"I said, she's my biological mother."

Simone stuttered, not daring to answer, "So… Dear child, how's your mother now?"

Slevin's smile gradually became malicious. "She's actually crossed the rainbow bridge now, so she's at

peace."

Simone was well aware of that answer. But she couldn't help but stagger when she heard the answer.

"I… I can explain this."

The man smiled, "You don't have to explain, Mrs. Damazio. Your reaction is enough."

The memory was so painful that Simone had never dared to think about it in the past twenty-five years.

Back then, she found Leah lying on the floor, covered in blood. Yet, instead of calling the police, she

quickly fled the scene. At first, it was out of fear, afraid that she would suffer the same treatment. It was

such a pity that she didn't expect that her actions would cause Leah's death.

The year Leah died…

"Leah, I've told you countless times. Please stop pestering my husband."

Simone had been raised well. So, even though she was stuck in such a situation, she didn't yell at

Leah.

The two women stood facing each other in front of the abandoned warehouse. Simone's eyes were

cold.

"I'm not pestering your husband, but…" Leah's eyes were full of helplessness. "But now, I'm in dire

need of money to raise my children. I have no choice but to come to him."

There was a trace of pity in Simone's eyes.

She knew that the woman in front of her was just a poor and helpless woman with nothing but looks.

Alas, she was still too young at the time, and she had always felt that this woman robbed her of

happiness and destroyed her family.

In fact, this was true. The frequent presence of this woman had caused a great deal of trouble in

Simone's daily life, but she also knew in her heart that her husband was an extremely flirtatious man

that had no control over his libido. Leah was merely just one of her husband's many lovers.

"If you need money, tell me the amount, and I'll transfer it to you." Simone took a deep breath. "But you

have to promise that you would never show your face in Damoria ever again."

Leah felt a little conflicted. First of all, she didn't know whether the woman really was going to help her.

Secondly, she never had any interaction with the woman in front of her, so why would the other woman

help her? What's more, she also destroyed Simone's family.

"Thank you, Ms. Balkan. However, I don't think it's a good idea."

Simone glanced at her disdainfully, "So, are you planning to repay him with your body time and time

again?"

Leah's face turned stark white as she tried to defend herself, "No! I had no intention of doing that. I

don't want to continue destroying your family. I just don't think it's a good idea."

Simone didn't want to hear her nonsense and pulled out a card from her bag. "There's 300 thousand in

the card, which should be enough to take care of your child. I'm sure that this amount should be more

than enough to ensure that your child will grow up healthy." Simone pushed the card into Leah's hands,

"Take it. You don't have to be shy."

Leah felt a little embarrassed, but she still considered it. When she thought about her child that hadn't

even turned three, she gritted her teeth and swallowed her pride before taking the card.

"Thank you, Ms. Balkan. I'll definitely repay you when I get the chance."

Simone waved her off wearily. "I can tell you're not the same as the other women who lust after the

Damazio Family's estate. That's the only reason I'm willing to talk things out with you. But be warned

that after taking this money, I don't want to see you and your child in any disputes regarding the

Damazio Family's inheritance. I have no interest in seeing an illegitimate child showing up at our

doorstep in the future."

Leah suddenly laughed. "Thank you, then. You can rest assured that I have no intention of letting my

child reconnect with his father."

"All right. It's getting late. I'll get going now."

Just as Simone turned to leave, she suddenly heard a pained scream behind her.

She immediately peeked around the corner and saw Leah, who was on the ground. Judging from her

injury, she was stabbed and unconscious due to blood loss.

A man stood by her, holding the card.

"They sent me to kill Landon Damazio's wife. I'm really sorry, little lady."

The man looked at the card in his hand and guffawed. "It's great. She, indeed, is such a rich wife.

There's quite a pretty penny in here."

He turned to leave just as he was monologuing. Simone, in her anxiety, accidentally slipped on a stone,

making a small sound.

The man turned back quickly, thinking that he had been had, and yelled, "Who's there?!"

Simone covered her mouth tightly, not daring to make a sound. She didn't even dare to breathe.

When she noticed the man walking towards her, Simone's head began to spin, and she mewed softly.

She didn't know if the man believed it, but the footsteps stopped not far away from her huddled form.

"Oh, it's just a cat. It scared me for a moment there."

The man turned away, kicking a stone with a lighthearted chuckle. His tensed form immediately eased.

So, Simone waited around the corner until she couldn't hear him anymore. Then, she muttered to

herself, "It was an assassination targeted at me. If it weren't because Leah… I would probably be the

one unconscious on the ground right now."