Chapter 96 Billionaire's Lies

Sabrina stood by the wall, her eyes fixed on Benedict as the conversation weighed in the air between them. Confusion, anguish, and remorse twisted his face—something she wanted to see and couldn't find peace over because of the weight of her past with him. He had been the reason that reshaped her life; the scars of betrayal were something she carried over the years. Now that she stood on the other side of it all, having watched him crushed by the consequences of his actions, her heart felt a fulfillment it had never known before. I’m sorry, my little Saben, she thought quietly to herself, her gaze softening as she remembered the life she had built with her son. But this is for your dad. He needs to feel what he's done. The lies, the betrayals. Sabrina's fingers curled hard around the rim of her glass, her mind snaring on her own feelings. She would not drag Saben into this sick dance with Benedict. Her son was her life, and he would never know the ache of the past. But Benedict? He had to learn that power, lust, and the importance of his ego are the prices paid for a family that he once swore to love. He has to learn, she said to herself, whispering as one speaks in the darkness of sorrow. A hard lesson indeed. One that would live forever in his heart. Pain and revenge, brewed in her stomach, but the burden of this choice prevented her from thinking any further. It was a lie but needed to be spoken. He had never understood how much she loved him or the sacrifices she made. Now, she would make him pay for it. The emotional cost of lying about their child to him was tremendous, but it was necessary to close that chapter and cut the cord between them once and for all. Her heart raced as she turned back to him one last time, seeing the hollow pain in his eyes, wondering if he even realized how much he had lost. But it didn't matter. The past was buried, and so was any hope for redemption between them. "I will never forgive you," Sabrina whispered under her breath, a sense of finality in her words. As she looked away and walked toward Penelope, relief washed over her mixed with guilt. But it was a guilt she could live with because she had done what was necessary to protect herself, her son, and the life they had built. Their journey was now hers, and Benedict would never again be part of it. Your words hang in the air like a weight, Sabrina," he said slowly, "settling deep into my chest for all eternity." As she walked out, the sound of heels echoed in the quiet space, and she felt relief with a strange resolve. This was it. There could never be a turning back again. Benedict had crossed a line years ago that had broken their world irrevocably. No apology, no regret, could ever heal the wounds he had left behind. But there was also something more, something greater, an inner peace she had worked for, not only for herself but for Saben, too. The lies were painful, but they needed to be there. She had given Benedict closure, and closure in its rawest form. She had let him carry the weight of everything he lost, finally to know that whatever he had chose had consequences. She softly smiled as she thought about Saben. He was her anchor, her son, and pride. He is the reason for her fighting. It was he who made her rebuild from scratch because he needed a life free of poison—something she had promised him long ago. But it would take far more than a few years for that promise to ever be realized.