Chapter 38: Chapter 38

Chapter 38: Can I Touch Your Heart?

The child was born healthy, without any issues, which made me feel relieved and at ease. Roy stood by my side during this time, despite his busy work schedule.

"Your work is busy and you don't need to come here often. I can handle everything," I said.

Roy shook his head and replied, "My work is fine, and I am the father of this child, so I want to take care of it. Don't worry too much."

Even though I assured him that I was okay taking care of the child on my own, Roy insisted otherwise and got upset if I mentioned it.

Life after giving birth was good, with no major obstacles. I had enough savings to cover bills and rent, and Roy bought a lot of things for the child.

I took up remote jobs that allowed me to take care of the child conveniently, as I wasn't comfortable hiring a babysitter. Time passed quickly, and I spent most of it at home, almost losing track of time. My child was beginning to utter "Da Da" and "Ma Ma." My son's name was Rollo Susan, carrying my surname but not Enzo's.

I didn't want Enzo to discover this child and hoped he would remain unaware of Rollo's existence. I dedicated nearly all my time to Rollo, from taking care of him to teaching him; I did everything myself. Rollo adored Roy, always excited when Roy visited, and they resembled each other so much that outsiders believed they were father and son.

Rollo was too young to realize that Roy wasn't his biological father. I also didn't explain much when he questioned why Roy and I didn't live together.

By the time Roy turned two, I enrolled Rollo in school and returned to work. After a period of not working, I found my job flexibility decreased, and my superiors reprimanded me.

But this didn't stress me out; it was still much lighter than the pressures I had faced before. Up until now, I had lived in this country for three years. Fortunately, Enzo seemed to have stopped searching for me as he did before. I no longer had to hide, fearing his discovery.

Enzo Robert was famous, appearing in all the newspapers and everywhere I looked. He was the CEO of DIZ Corporation, and his handsome appearance and charm made him even more attractive than A-list celebrities. Enzo's presence was widespread, and in the country where I lived, many knew him, mainly women who were enamored by his looks and demeanor.

Although people knew he had a daughter and a wife, they didn't care. Understandably so, as Enzo's 'wife' had never appeared in public, leading people to believe he wasn't married.

I no longer paid attention to articles about Min and Enzo, not because I didn't care about my daughter, but because I felt she was living well, and there were so many similar articles that I became indifferent.

Roy was playing with Rollo while I prepared dinner. I quietly gazed at them, both so happy. Rollo was delighted when Roy came over, shouting and rushing into his arms:

"DAD! Dad's here!"

When Roy had said before that he wanted to be the child's father, I had assumed he was trying to share the responsibility or perhaps help ease my loneliness. Regardless, I hadn't placed too much hope in his words. My trust had long been lost, which was why I had always done everything alone.

However, Roy surprised me. His actions proved that he genuinely cared for this child and was worthy of being considered Rollo's father.

"Dinner's ready," I called them.

The three of us sat down to dinner, creating a warm scene that stirred my emotions. It felt as if we were... more like a family now.

A father's love was vital for a child's development. Although Roy and I didn't have a conventional relationship, inadvertently, we were building something akin to a family, more than just friends.

Until Rollo went to sleep, I watched TV with Roy. I remembered something and immediately said to him, "Roy, thank you for helping me and loving Rollo all this time. The little guy really likes you."

But he didn't seem pleased by my gratitude. Roy said, "Flora, don't thank me. I'm not doing these things expecting you to repay me. I do them because I want to, because I care for the child... It's just that simple, there's no need for you to thank me."

I knew Roy was a good man. Despite what he said, I couldn't help but express my gratitude. I was truly thankful for everything he had done for me. I smiled and continued, "But Roy, could me and Rollo be intruding on your personal life? I know you see Rollo as your own child, but I understand... I'm afraid it might affect your relationships. Don't you plan on starting a family?"

I had never seen Roy have any close relationships or interactions with any women, and I was practically the woman he interacted with the most. I couldn't imagine him living like this without getting married, so I was curious and decided to ask him.

Roy looked at me, and after a while, he spoke up, "Think for a moment why I haven't married yet."

"I don't know." I had no idea about his reasons, and I wasn't subtle enough to think about that.

I was curious about what Roy was about to say, but suddenly he laughed and said, "Are you really clueless, or is it that I haven't expressed myself enough for you to realize?"

I still didn't understand the reason for his laughter and his words.

"Why? I don't understand what you mean. Don't speak in riddles like that."

Instead of answering my question, he asked me, "Flora, have you ever been in love? What about Enzo?"

I nodded. I didn't hide my feelings for Enzo, but now I didn't remember him anymore, nor did I love him.

Perhaps these three years here had significantly diminished my feelings for Enzo. It had been a long time since I thought about him, even though his image still appeared on magazines.

Roy continued asking, "Besides Enzo, have you loved anyone else?"

"Never. I also don't want to have temporary relationships." I said straightforwardly.

Roy continued his gaze upon me had changed.

"So... do you still love Enzo now?"

"I... I probably don't have feelings for him anymore. He hurt me in the past, but I always believed in love and thought my sacrifices would change him, and I'd wait for the day he loved me, but..." I paused for a moment, my face devoid of any particular expression. I didn't cry when I remembered that time.

Roy asked, "But what?"

"He cheated on me with a famous woman, and they were seen at a hotel, reported in the newspapers." I said, my smile was awkward, but I didn't cry or feel sad about it anymore. I didn't feel anything about those things anymore.

Roy looked at me, he was surprised too. It made sense, I hadn't told him about Enzo's affair before.

"Are you okay?" Roy asked.

"Of course, I'm fine. I don't love him anymore, so I don't feel hurt by him anymore. I've also lost faith in that."

Roy fell silent, and I remained quiet too. The cheerful atmosphere had suddenly become awkward and quiet. But the silence didn't last long before Roy spoke up again:

"Flora, can I... touch your heart?"

"What?"