Chapter 4
For seven years after marrying Calvin, Helena had pushed herself to the limit trying to teach him to speak, but nothing worked.
He always looked disgusted when it came to anything intimate. Most of the time, he stayed silent around her.
The only time he ever showed interest in talking was during history conferences. He’d speak up there, and that was it.
But now, everything just felt like a joke.”
Helena glanced down at the cut on her ankle from hitting the table’s edge.
Then she heard Kate say awkwardly, “Professor Fernandez, my dress is ripped. Please don’t hold me like this. It’s inappropriate…”
The dress already had high slits, and now it looked even more revealing.
Calvin, whose senses were dull because of his autism, was holding Kate close, his hand resting on her bare thigh, yet he didn’t react at all.
Kate blushed and kept apologizing, “Ms. Ziegler, I’m sorry. Can you please ask Professor Fernandez to let go?”
Helena stood up, called for Dorothy, and looked coldly at the two clinging to each other. “Calvin, let Dr. Sullivan go. Her dress is ruined. Dorothy will help her change.”
Calvin frowned slightly. Without a word, he suddenly picked Kate up and carried her into the walk–in closet. The door slammed shut with a loud
click as he locked it.
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Dorothy panicked. “Mrs. Fernandez, he’s in there with Dr. Sullivan alone. You should check on them!”
“No need.” Helena limped downstairs and headed toward the surveillance
room.
Back then, to care for Calvin without upsetting him, she had secretly installed hidden cameras that captured everything clearly. Even soft sounds were picked up by the earpiece.
Now, watching the feed, she saw Kate flustered, trying to push Calvin’s hands away. “This is your wife’s wedding gown, I shouldn’t wear it…”
Calvin pointed at the tear on her dress and said, “It’s ripped.”
“It’s okay,” Kate said gently, holding his hand. “It doesn’t matter.”
His expression darkened. He stood up and pulled at her dress, mumbling. “You can’t wear torn clothes…”
Kate was stunned, but she couldn’t stop him. In seconds, the dress was shredded, and the red gown was forced onto her.
Calvin started obsessively smoothing every wrinkle, making Kate giggle and step back.
She joked, “You’re like my maid, Professor Fernandez.
He suddenly stopped, stared at her, and replied coldly, “I’m not. Helena is the maid.”
In the surveillance room, Helena shut her eyes and yanked out her earpiece.
She was indeed like a maid–even like a mother. She had been taking care of Calvin for seven years.
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Right after the kidnapping, reporters and tabloids swarmed him, desperate to snap some revealing shots.
Everyone wondered if he, once seen as smart, noble, and composed, still looked the same after all that humiliation.
But no one got anything.
That was because Helena kept him protected. She barely left his side, always there like a shadow.
At that time, Calvin was blind and scared of bright lights. He withdrew from everyone. Even getting dressed was hard–his clothes were usually torn and messy.
Every time Helena tried to help, he’d instinctively push her away. He couldn’t stand being touched and often lost control, smashing everything in sight until the house was covered in broken glass.
He didn’t flinch. He walked across the shards barefoot, completely numb.
Still, Helena would hold him tightly, dressing him piece by piece while letting him take out all his anger on her
During those violent episodes, he had no idea how strong he was. Sometimes, she’d taste blood from the blows to her chest.
But she never backed down. She kept whispering, “Calvin, you can’t wear ripped clothes. Let’s pull through this, okay?”
She used to think he had forgotten those words. But now, hearing him repeat them to Kate hit her hard.
touched the scar on
She suddenly wanted to laugh. Subconsciously, she touched her shoulder. The skin was healing, and it itched.
Maybe it was time to let go and start over.
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