Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me

"Sure. Suit yourself."

Elspeth looked at his confident demeanor and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Could it be that you're involved with the—?"

"Of course not. How could I have the ability to bribe the police? What I meant was, I accept it."

"Accept it?"

Elspeth never expected Slevin to easily admit defeat.

Seeing the ease in his eyes, Elspeth became even more puzzled.

Soon, the police rushed in.

"Which one of you is Slevin Damazio?"

Slevin leisurely placed his glass aside and smiled. "I am Slevin Damazio, the person you're looking for."

Even the police officer was surprised by how casually the criminal confessed. He was momentarily stunned before quickly returning to his senses, then signaled his colleagues to handcuff him.

Slevin's hands were handcuffed in front of him, and he appeared slightly disheveled.

"Slevin, do you have anything else to say?"

Slevin shook his head lightly.

"No."

"Do you regret what you've done?"

"Why should I regret it?" Slevin smirked, still exuding the same elegance as before. "The gears of fate drive us forward, and everything I've done has a beginning and an end."

After saying these words, the police led him away from the villa.

Elspeth watched his silent departure and felt a complex mix of emotions.

...

When Callum's condition had improved, Elspeth and he went through a series of procedures for Damian before returning to their home country.

Upon disembarking the plane, Harper cautiously approached Elspeth and whispered in her ear, "You have to be careful this time. Yelena has become abnormal. Ever since you disappeared, she started crying her eyes out and was desperately searching for you, but later on, she completely changed."

Elspeth's mouth twitched slightly. "How abnormal are we talking about?"

Harper awkwardly smiled, giving her a knowing look.

Elspeth heard that Yelena would be coming to pick them up today, so she didn't think much of it. She assumed that Yelena had already adjusted to the fact that she was still alive.

However, as soon as the four of them disembarked, they were quickly surrounded by a group of people.

Burly bodyguards in black suits closed in, attracting curious gazes from the onlookers. The situation was incredibly awkward.

Elspeth covered her face, sighing helplessly.

Suddenly, the bodyguards formed an open path, and the sound of high heels could be heard.

Elspeth raised her head and saw Yelena. Just as Harper had described, she was completely different from before. Yelena had truly transformed her style.

Her long, black hair was tied up high, and she wore a pink camisole with a tight black leather skirt, emanating a cold and sexy aura.

Is this the same cute, obedient, and soft Yelena from before?

In contrast, Elspeth spent the past few years abroad and had completely turned into a motherly figure.

Though she hadn't gained weight, she appeared more rounded and gentler in nature.

Meanwhile, Yelena had become closer to how Elspeth used to be.

As Elspeth found herself momentarily stunned, Yelena's icy expression finally showed a hint of emotion.

"Elspeth, welcome back."

Yelena flashed a cool smile.

Seeing the unfamiliar Yelena in front of her, Elspeth felt a mix of emotions. She wondered what Yelena had gone through all these years to become this way, and how the two of them who hadn't been together for so long could feel so distant.

Thus, the two of them fell silent without exchanging more words. Yelena gestured for the bodyguards behind her to take their luggage, then noticed the timid little figure hiding behind Elspeth.

Damian perfectly inherited excellent genes from both his parents, and his captivating eyes hinted at his future as an incredibly attractive man.

Furthermore, his skin possessed an incredibly fair and delicate quality that compelled anyone to pinch his cheek.

That was precisely what Yelena did. After taking a few steps closer, she gently pinched his little face, relishing the softness beneath her fingertips.

Only then did a faint, kind smile appear on her otherwise frozen face.

"You must be Damian. Little one, do you know what you should call me?"

Damian, being able to handle the current situation, calmly nodded and said, "I know. I should call you Ms. Yelena. Ever since my mother's memories recovered, she often mentioned you and showed me your pictures. Although you look different now, I can still vaguely recognize you. So, I know your name."

Damian's casual words struck Elspeth's heart, stirring up ripples.