Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 233

Emilia—helpless as she watched her father die right in front of her all those years ago.

Emilia—back when her eyes hadn’t yet turned cold whenever she looked at him.

Tyler let out a long sigh and slid back into the driver’s seat.

Where else was there to go?

He didn’t know. So he just kept driving.

He drove for miles and miles, until the city faded into a lonely, desolate part of town.

Here, looming over the cracked pavement, stood a massive, fortress-like building.

Alden City First Penitentiary.

When the car finally stopped, Tyler realized who he wanted to see.

After going through all the security checks and paperwork, Tyler sat down in the visitor’s booth, staring at the man on the other side of the glass.

The man noticed him and scoffed, a cold smirk curling at his lips before he picked up the phone receiver.

Tyler picked up his own receiver, meeting the man’s gaze.

“Well, what a surprise. The busy Mr. Erickson finds time to visit me?” the man mocked.

But Tyler just stared back.

Absolon Foster—Emilia’s former stepfather.

“What, did Emilia send you here with some message?” Absolon Foster demanded, his voice bitter.

“It wasn’t her. It was me,” Tyler finally replied.

“Not her?” Absolon Foster looked genuinely surprised. “Then what do you want with me?”

He sneered. “Last time you came, you made it clear that scum like me isn’t even worth your time.”

Tyler didn’t respond, just kept his eyes fixed on Absolon Foster.

Dressed in prison gray, the man looked leaner than before—hard years, but not the worst.

When Tyler still said nothing, Absolon Foster seemed to sense something different.

“Fine, if you won’t talk, then I will.” Absolon Foster leaned forward, curiosity flickering in his eyes. “So, what’s been going on between you and that girl Emilia these past few years?”

Tyler stayed silent.

“We’re getting divorced,” he said quietly.

It wasn’t real—just a temporary separation before they’d get back together in half a year—but it still hurt to say it out loud.

“Divorced?” Absolon was genuinely stunned. “Your family doesn’t like her, is that it?”

He burst out laughing. “Well, isn’t that something! She loved you to her core, and now she’s going to be cast aside. I bet she’ll cry herself dry!”

He kept laughing, loud and cruel.

When visiting hours ended, Tyler set the phone down and stood up to leave.

He glanced back at Absolon Foster, who was still laughing like a maniac.

It wasn’t that his family didn’t like Emilia. He was the one who’d asked for the divorce.

“Let’s go,” someone prompted him.

Tyler tore his gaze away and walked out into the cold corridor.

It was only as he left that it finally hit him—he’d come all this way just to hear Absolon Foster say those words: “She loved you to her core.”