"Samuel's point of view,""Now tell me how you got here." I made a call to Mr. Devis's number. He does not answer my call. How my kids get to her office baffles me. She is already quite furious with me, and my kids have made her much more. "Why do you make fun of her when you can see that she is upset with you?" I scold kids. They were silently listening to me while perched on the couch in my office. As usual, Elan's expression was serious as I scolded him, but Elan gave no sign that she was listening. She was amusingly glancing at my workplace. "Elena, you called her Aunty even though she hated it.""Blah, hiel paya, ala." Although I can't understand a word she says, I can tell by the look on her face that she is trying to argue her point with me. "Why do you start acting so naughty?" I let out a deep sigh. She gave me a frown. "Do not yell at my grandchildren, Samuel. You can't yell at them because they did nothing wrong." Jenny walked right into my office without a single kn
"Samuel's point of view,"Who might be at the door? I mean, it's nine o'clock at night, and at this hour, nobody can ring my doorbell. Mr. Devis is already out of town for 5 days, and Jenny is also there with me. Who will be able to come to see me at this late hour? Whoever it is, he is frantically pounding my doorbell, though. "Please check who is at the door, Samuel, before our ears swell up." Jenny heard the constant ringing of the doorbell and asked me to open the door. "Hmm..."I gave a brief nod and headed for the front entrance. "Where is she?" The moment I flung open the door, I heard Amber's agitated voice. "Amber, you are here?" Her showing up at my residence shocked me to the core. I mean, does she know the address of my house? Of course, she is aware; after all, she is the one who provided me with this house to live in. I occasionally ask my subconscious some extremely stupid questions. "Get out of the way. I have to speak with her." She glared at me angrily and ask
"Samuel's point of view,""Umm.. hey, Mr. Oscar, how are you?" She nervously waved at me as I opened the door. "Yes, Amber, I am fine." I gave her a puzzled look. Her actions occasionally left me perplexed. "Has my mother arrived here?" Does she suffer from memory loss? She only left this residence twenty minutes ago, so why is she acting in such an odd way? She had a good argument with Jenny, and now she has again asked me the same questions. "Yes, she is in the dining room." I stepped inside to make room for her. "Have you eaten dinner, Mom?" She embraced Jenny. Now, who will say that she argued with Jenny just before 20 minutes? "Not yet. Would you like to join me?" She questioned Amber while displaying her supper dish. "Yes, I'm starving." She got down in my dining room chair and started eating food off of my plate. "Amber, this is...,""Why are you standing there, Samuel? Please come and join us." Jenny interrupted me and invited me to join her for supper before I could
"Samuel's point of view,""Please take him away, Samuel. I don't like puppies." She closed her eyes and stood in a chair. "Amber, calm down; it's only a puppy. He won't do you any harm." "No, I don't believe you." She's still perched atop the chair. In an adorable gesture, Alfredo licked her feet. "Please, Samuel, tell him to stop." She attempted to jump on the floor but almost fell over as she lost her equilibrium. I reached out my arms to stop her body from falling. "Samuel, please don't get me down. He'll lick my feet again." She wrapped her fist around my t-shirt and buried her face in the crook of my neck. "He won't hurt you, Amber, so calm down." I feel the warmth of her breath on my neck. Her breast rubbed my torso. She's rubbing the soft region on my neck right now. At Amber, Alfredo started to bark. "I can tell he wants to bite me." She tightened her grip on my torso even further. I accidentally touched her waist with one hand. I can't keep my fingers from slipping o
"Samuel's point of view,""Amber, wake up. It's already 9 a.m., and you haven't woken up yet." Jenny's voice echoed in my ear. Perhaps I'm dreaming. I tried to open it while rubbing my eyes. She is actually in front of me; it is not a dream. Now hold on, how did she get into my room? Since last night, my bedroom door has been locked. "How did you get into my room, Jenny?" A heavy weight on my thighs prevented me from getting out of bed. She is snoozing on top of me. How is that even possible? "Amber, will you move your legs over mine?""Please don't bother me while I'm sleeping.""Samuel, you two can join me for breakfast in the dining room." Jenny grinned mischievously as she observed the two of us sleeping so closely together. Now what time is it? I looked at the side table for my phone. Oh crap, yesterday night I left my phone in the kitchen. I looked at the time on the side table clock. Oh, shit, how could I sleep till 9.00 am? Fuck, I'm already running late for work.
"Samuel's point of view,"I arrived at work and awaited her call. However, she didn't call me after an hour had passed. I think she has not come to the office yet. I must thus concentrate on my work. When she gets to the office, she might give me a call. I completely absorbed myself in my work. But two hours had passed, and I had not heard from her—not even a call. How is that even possible? She didn't react this time. For me, that is indigestible. She might be on leave. That's why she didn't give me a formal notice of dismissal. I asked the pantry boy for a coffee. After twenty minutes, he arrived at my office. "Exactly what happened, and why are you running so late?" I queried him. "I apologize, but I have to serve coffee in the conference room because there is a meeting going on." He responded and placed the coffee mug on my table. "What kind of meeting?" I gave him a puzzled look. "At that meeting, Amber Madam shared the plans with all of the senior HODs present.""Ok." I
"Samuel's point of view,"Yes, I have read about Murphy's law. When you worry about something, it becomes more likely to occur. I worry about losing her the most, and I have now really witnessed her kissing Harry. I no longer have any hope. I wish I had never entered her office, so I wouldn't have to witness the fulfillment of my worst nightmare. I am aware that I have no right to feel resentment or guilt, but I can not fool myself. I'm feeling heartbroken and envious. I was in my office, but I couldn't focus on my work. I only want to go home and sleep right now. That scene is still fresh in my mind. What should I do next? I'll lose control of my sanity if I keep thinking about her this way. I need to take action to remove her from my memory. Alcohol is the best way to forget about her. It's 5 in the evening, and I am in no mood to continue my work, so I just packed my bag and left the office. I have asked Jenny to watch the kids for me because I can't say when I'll be back home
"Scarlett's point of view,""What the fuck is this?" I unlocked the door to my office and took a glance around. Is that a garden or my office? Who filled my office with bouquets. "Savy, who did this?" I inquired about the bouquets with my PA. "Amber, I don't know about this.I didn't unlock your office door." She shrugged and puzzledly regarded the bouquets. "It's ok; you can continue your work." I let out a sigh of rage. On my office desk, I found a note in the bouquet. "I'm sorry; please forgive me." I know who did this. But why is he acting in this manner? He must be aware that I have no interest in him. I don't want to think about him all the time. I wanted to give him a call and inquire about his shenanigans. But I'm not interested in talking to him, so I put my extension receiver back. I opened my laptop screen and attempted to concentrate on my task. However, I can't help but keep returning to these flowers. Oh my God, I have to handle these bouquets. "Oh my my. I'
"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