Chapter 200
Izaak’s eyes gradually reddened. He let go of Gabriella and stood up before tears welled up. He placed the golden card on Gabriella’s palm. “Maybe if I have a child, I’d feel less miserable. You lost my child, so you’ll pay me one. You can let Este raise the child if you don’t want to do it yourself.”
Gabriella lowered her head to hide the pain in her face. He wanted her as nothing but a surrogate mother for his infertile woman.
“One year,” she stated while clenching her fists. “Promise that you’ll let me go after that.”
“Alright, I promise,” Izaak declared.
Of all the promises he made, that was the most heart-wrenching. A promise of goodbye.
“Can I go now?” Gabriella asked lowly, standing up. “Or do you want to keep me inside this cage?”
Izaak sneaked his hand around her waist. His fingertips traced the tears that had yet to dry on her face. He kissed the tears away, and he tasted the saltiness.
“Let’s skip work today,” Izaak muttered. “You’ve agreed to please me for a year.”
His fing

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