"Samuel's point of view,""What am I doing here, and that too, with this middle-class woman?" She laid her head on my chest and slept peacefully. I also took hold of her waist. I'm sleeping with her at my workplace during the day. What the hell is this? What if someone discovered me dozing off on my office couch? Because of my intoxication, I don't quite recall what transpired between us, but I do recall that she bit my lips. She has no right to touch me; how dare she bite my lips? Why is she sleeping with me? Samantha told me Scarlet only slept at night, so why is she sleeping in my arms in the daytime? But her face looked peaceful. I don't want to wake her. I softly remove my hands and legs from her body to avoid disturbing her slumber. I got up from the sofa and did my best to look respectable by combing my hair and straightening my clothes. What the hell is this coconut moisturizer bottle doing on my table? No, no, I can't do that. I probably gave her this bottle of moistu
"Scarlett's point of view,"Do I deserve this kind of man? He inquired about a DNA test to establish his paternity for these children. He stole my virginity, ruined my entire life, and blackmailed me into getting married. He is still in love with his former mistress. But he still has the gall to call my honor into question. What a jerk. When he questioned me about the DNA test, I immediately wanted to slap him. But I restrained my anger since, despite my best efforts to persuade him that the child in my womb alone belonged to him, he never believed me. Sometimes, the best response to a pointless inquiry is silence. The doctor collected a sample of my DNA and said the courier would deliver the results to our home within 2 days. I went into my mother's room. Thankfully, her condition has improved. In the afternoon, they transferred her from the ICU to her room. She was sound asleep when I went into her room, so I didn't bother to wake her up. I observed her pale face. It was her dis
"Samuel's point of view,""Samuel, finally, you are here." She was intoxicated and lying in her bed when I unlocked her apartment door. What happened to her? Why did she drink too much booze? I took a glance at the bottles that were strewn over the space. "Why did you drink so much, Clara? Is everything okay?" I move to her bed by slipping bottles through my foot. "Samuel, your mother ruined me, and I lost everything." She put her entire body weight on top of my torso. "What do you mean? Now what she did." I stroked her hair gently. "You know what happened today?Your mother went to the shooting location and asked the director to change the heroine of the film; otherwise, she would have halted all payments to the production company." "What?" That's my worst nightmare come true. But I do wonder why my mother did not call me right away to discuss this. "They dumped me and hired a witch in my place. I'm not in that movie anymore. I'm making my film debut here and am once again f
"Scarlett's point of view,""Samuel, the devil. Here he is."I shouted while standing atop the center table. I can't control my weight to balance myself correctly on the table. "Scarlet, please control yourself." Harry helped me stand up straight by holding my hand. "Harry, happy birthday." For a closer look at his face, I knelt. "Scarlet, what prompted you to drink? who gave her alcohol."He yelled to the waiters. "Harry, you are so adorable. I will surely choose you to be my life partner if I don't marry the devil." I kissed him on the cheek. "Let's get home, Scarlet; enough for today.""You devil, Samuel, don't touch me. I'm not ready to return home. I had fun at this party." "Scarlet, be a good girl and don't cause a scene." Samuel opened his arms for me to embrace him. "Are you here to help me?" Upon seeing him, I quickly blinked my eyes. "Yes." He gave a nod. "Don't try to convince me that your children are the reason you're still here." I leaped onto his lap, and then
"Samuel's point of view,"This middle-class woman is getting on my nerves now. What I witnessed last night in the club still shocks me. In front of me, she kissed him. How dare she? She asked him to marry her. She feels sad about being my wife. When I placed her in the passenger seat while holding her in my arms. She looked me straight in the eye as she punched me in the chest. "Samuel Oscar, you are the devil and a cheating spouse; I am neither a cheater nor a gold digger. I never want my kids to possess any traits like you did. You are cold, heartless, and mainly self-centered. You stole my first kiss, my virginity, my freedom, and even the ability to fall asleep peacefully. Now you've stolen my coconut moisturizer."I was very enraged, but when I listened to her, I couldn't control my laughter. She charged me with stealing her cheap body moisturizer. She's hilarious. Why did I take her cheap moisturizer? I could afford an entire factory of low-priced moisturizers. "Has she
"Scarlett's point of view,"I was sitting in my room and expecting a conversation with him. But I couldn't figure out why he was shouting so loudly. I don't believe he should have yelled in this way after receiving my apology note. Anything else could cause his ranting. What, then? I should go and check on him. But I lack the courage to confront what I did the previous evening. His fury makes me shudder. Oh, come on, don't be such a wimp; just confront him; there is nothing you have done that requires you to feel guilty. You only told the truth to him. Why do you feel ashamed while he spends the majority of his nights with her mistress and never feels shame? He never apologizes to you, but at least you apologize to him. I dared to face him thanks to my subconscious. "Scarlet Neve, come right here so I can see your true colors." He yelled once more. "What happened, Mr. Oscar?What I did now?"I entered the hallway and observed his chilly red face. "You should read it on your own."
"Samuel's point of view,""Where do you intend to go?" When she heard my voice, she halted abruptly. "I...I no where to be." Her expression froze in shock. "I know you're trying to get out of here, so you don't need to lie to me." I stepped toward her. "Mr. Oscar, I don't want to bother you anymore. You have a misunderstanding about that DNA report. It would be best for me to leave this place because I know you won't trust me." She attempted to contain her tears. "I don't have empathy for you anymore, Miss Neve, so please don't cry to win my sympathy."Now that I know the truth, I want her out of my life. However, only she and I are aware of this reality. My mother is unaware of the children's biological father. Also, until I or Scarlet divulge the truth about the true father of the children, the rest of the world will remain in the dark. I have just two and a half months to put up with her. I can't let myself lose everything after getting so close to my goal. "Miss Neve, pleas
"Scarlett's point of view,"I am on the verge of a breaking point. I've had enough of this pain. Every morning when I got out of bed, I begged God for death. Because the simple way to end all this suffering is to die. He made my life complete misery. Every day at four in the morning, I awoke and did all the household duties. I finished washing, cooked breakfast, and cleaned his house before he got up. I have to arrive at work by 8 a.m. He disgraced me in front of the other staff members if I was even a few minutes late. He treated me like a donkey the entire day and gave me a ton of work, and when I got home at night, I found him sitting at the dinner table. He was always finding reasons to berate me. His mistress assaulted me without provocation, and he did nothing to stop her. It's as if he doesn't care that I exist. Everything changed with that single fake DNA test report. My stomach aches keep me from falling asleep at night. I have trouble falling asleep at night. Even if I w
"Scarlett's point of view,"One year later, ****"Please get ready quickly, Scarlet; it's getting late." Samuel called out from the corridor. "Samuel, I need your help. I'm not able to handle everything by myself." I dressed Elena. "Scarlet, I sent you out of the office early, so why are you running late?" He came into my room and stared at me, bewildered. "I thought you were her bridesmaid, but you still haven't gotten dressed." Samuel expressed his displeasure to me. "Samuel, stop acting like a typical husband. My circumstance is no secret to you; managing a multi-billionaire company while caring for your twin children is no picnic." I gave him a furious glance. My constant disarray, both in appearance and behavior, was a constant target of his taunting critique. "You want to do everything on your own because you don't trust your husband, even though I didn't ask you to take on too much work at the workplace." Now his mocking gets on my nerves. "Stop taunting me, Samuel. You
"Scarlett's point of view,""Samuel, please take me to the hospital; I'd like to meet Clara.""What? Are you crazy? Do you no longer remember what she did to you?" He inserted his fork into his dish fiercely. "Don't be upset, Samuel; I remember what she did to me.""What makes you want to meet her, though?" "As I have already pardoned her for her transgressions.""What made you so quick to forgive her?" Samuel balled his fist in frustration. "Samuel, it's time for us to forgive her, as she has already dealt with her karma." "Sorry, Scarlet, my heart isn't as huge and kind as yours; you can do whatever you want, but don't ask me to drive you to the hospital." He got out of his chair. "Okay, Samuel, you are not required to accompany me." "Scarlet, what do you mean? Don't tell me you are going to meet that woman without my permission." "You got me correct, my dear husband; I am going to meet her today." "Scarlet, I am not allowing you to go meet her." He abruptly paused and gave
"Scarlett's point of view,""Mama." "Elan, my son." I screamed aloud. "Scarlet, what happened? How you're feeling right now." Samuel's voice reached my ears. "Look, Samuel, I think Elan is right here with me; I heard his voice. Where is my son?" I opened my eyes, looking around for any sign of Elan. "Scarlet, you don't need to worry about your children. Just relax. They're doing fine." Samuel extended a glass of water to me. "Are you telling the truth?""Yes, my dear wife. Our kids are fit and fine. They were waiting for you to wake up right here.""You are lying, that's for sure. I have no faith in you. If they were waiting for me, why can't I see them?" Samuel's word is hard for me to trust because he can do anything to soothe me right now. "Trust me, Scarlet—they were in this room just before you woke up, and they were right here.""No, I'm not going to trust you." I shook my hand in rejection. "Why do you not have faith in me? Tell me why I would deceive you." He grinned
"Samuel's point of view,""Please open your eyes, Scarlet." I gave her a little tap on the cheek to rouse her. She fainted from the fumes. "Harry, she is not opening her eyes; I think we have to take her to the hospital." I turned to face Harry. "Relax, Samuel; she'll be OK in a few minutes. We can't leave until we find your children." I don't know how he can be so calm in this kind of circumstance. As a mafia member, he may have dealt with situations similar to this one daily, but the entire circumstance scares me. "Water." Scarlett's voice reached my ears. "Thank God you're okay, Scarlet." I gave her a happy forehead kiss. "Are we still alive?" With bafflement, she glanced at me. "Yes, we are." I smiled at her question. "Where are my children, Samuel?"It's hard for me to respond to her inquiry. How could I tell her that they were lost now? "Clara ran off with our children. With any luck, Harry could save us.Scarlet, please relax first; we will find another way to find our
"Scarlett's point of view,""Scarlet, are you ready?" He pulled up the automobile in front of a wooden house. "Humm, I am ready." I nodded in accord. "Samuel, please find a good woman and marry her if she kills me today so that my children will never experience the need of their moms." I met his gaze with watery eyes. "Scarlet, don't cry; you won't suffer any consequences. We have no intention of endangering your life; our only purpose is to take back our children from Clara. Apply this perfume all over before you step out of the car." He extended a perfume bottle to me. "Samuel, this cologne smells awful to me. If I apply this scent to my body, I lose control over my vomiting." Smelling the perfume bottle, I covered my mouth to contain my vomit. "I know it will be hard for you to tolerate the scent of this perfume, Scarlet, but I was in a rush and only found this flavor. Please, don't throw up." With an imploring look, he asked me. "Please don't give me these puppy eyes; I'm us
"Samuel's point of view,""Samuel, could you please tell me what's going on now? Why did you take me inside the house with so much caution?" She regarded me with suspicion. What do I tell her now? I'm afraid she won't believe me if I tell her the truth—that her life is in danger. She is still unaware of her enemy. She believes she has no enemies, but she has entirely forgotten about her animosity with Clara. "Samuel, why are you silent? Please respond to my query. I want to know who kidnapped my children." She grew anxious to learn the identity of the kidnapper. "I'll tell you everything in detail, but first, Scarlet, please calm down." She would undoubtedly not believe me when I told her the truth, but I could no longer keep this a secret from her because of her restlessness. "Samuel, don't put too much pressure on her; she isn't ready to accept the reality." I was almost ready to spill the beans when I was interrupted by Harry's warning about Scarlet's pregnancy. "Which truth a
"Scarlett's point of view,""Where are my kids, mom?" He looked in our direction. "I left them in the passenger seat; check properly. They are going to be there." Jenny gave him an anxious response. "No, Mom, I searched all over for them and couldn't find them.""What? Samuel, what are you talking about? Where they can vanished from the locked car?" Anxiety caused Jenny's once-luminous face to turn blue. "Where are my kids, Samuel? Please find them; if they are lost, I will not be able to survive." I turned around to check on my children. "Scarlet, please don't cry. They are safe; we will find them." Samuel attempted to comfort me. I had missed them throughout my entire trip. I was looking forward to meeting them with great anticipation, but now I'm devastated. "Samuel, you take care of Scarlet; I will go find them nearby." Jenny left us to find Elan and Elena on her own. "I want my kids, Samuel.""Let's go home, Scarlet; we'll find them." After three hours of searching, we we
"Samuel's point of view,""The flight is about to land, Scarlet. Please wake up." To rouse her, I shook her hand. "Samuel, please give me a little more time to sleep." She shifted her face to the other side to get more sleep. She dozed off the whole way. I was bored while she was asleep. I sat here and watched this sleeping beauty. I felt horrible for my erroneous behavior as I thought back to our old memories. Why couldn't I see her innocence? But I'm glad I was able to fix my mistakes. Everything in our lives has been resolved now. Our journey together, which began with a forced marriage, is now undertaken with care and affection. I wanted to have a conversation with her, but she was sound asleep, oblivious to anything around her. She didn't seem to be interested in eating when I tried to rouse her up for breakfast. She is constantly a sleeping panda during her pregnancy. It's my fault that I kept her awake all night long-not her pregnancy, this time. She begged me last night t
"Scarlett's point of view,""I can feel their eyes on us, Samuel." He's busy flying his rocket within me, but I'm not loving it. "Who's watching us now?" He ceased his thrusting inside me and cast a bewildered glance at me."the starfish and other sea creatures." I gestured at the starfish, clinging to the glass ceiling. "You are so witty, Scarlet." Upon laying eyes on the starfish, a smile spread across his face. "What makes this so funny?" I showed him a disapproving look. Why did he chuckle at everything I said, I don't understand. "That starfish will not tell anyone about our romantic encounters, so don't be concerned and let me win your stamina challenge." He pushed inside me once more. "Aha! Please, Samuel, be gentle." His desire is what drives his reckless behavior. You questioned him, so now you have to deal with the consequences. My subconscious mocked me. What should I do now? Because of the incredible heat he generated with his touch, I now can not quench my raging