"Scarlett's point of view,""What are you doing here? I told you to stay in your room, so why did you leave?" On the kitchen island, they were busily flinging the items at hand. "Please halt this." They ignored my advice. They adore dumping stuff into my kitchen. Oh my God, look at what they did to my kitchen. I took a glance around my kitchen. The dinner I prepared is all spread out on the floor. Every item was thrown outside after they opened the refrigerator. The monster girl is busy clearing space on the kitchen island by dumping everything on the kitchen floor, while the monster boy is busy playing with the toaster. "Why are you discarding this whole thing? Do you want to snooze on the island in the kitchen?" She responded to my yell by nodding. This dog, Oh god. Everything she threw at the ground was sniffed by him. He gave certain foods a try with his tongue before giving me an expression that suggested he didn't enjoy the meal. What the hell is going on? I am a traine
"Scarlett's point of view,""Look what you did; you ruined my favorite outfit. Why do you tend to pick on my favorite items?" I showed them my dirty clothing while wiping their bodies with a wet towel. Upon hearing my complaint, they laughed. When I walked into the bathroom, I was furious, but I didn't understand why I liked to change their clothes. Their tiny clothing is extremely gorgeous. "I would like the same dress as you." I made a gesture toward her pink dress. After glancing at me, she reached into her bed and offered me her dress. Is she that lovely? "Are you sure you want to give me your dress?" She listened to me and nodded. She isn't actually that horrible, but she is too naughty. To clean himself, Alfredo shook his body. He didn't require clothing, but I wanted to dress him, so I gave him one of my comfortable T-shirts. He looked at me with a strange gaze when I was wearing his T-shirt. When Alfredo is dressed in my clothing, monster babies giggle. "Where are you,
"Scarlett's point of view,""What the fuck is this? You little monsters." He immediately let go of my arms. I opened my eyes and stared at him, perplexed. "Well done." I gave the monster kid a look of encouragement. He was holding a fork, and he pressed it on Harry's derriere. Alfredo yelled at him angrily. With my makeup kit in hand, the monster girl assaulted him. "See, I already told you, don't underestimate these kids." "Please ask them to keep their distance from me, Amber."I laughed at his scared expression. "Kids attack him." They waited for my signal and then attacked him after listening to me. To get him out of my house, Alfredo nipped his hand and barked nonstop. "Thank you, kids." I thanked them for helping me after he left my home. The monster guy bowed his head after hearing me out, but the monster girl didn't seem to care what I had to say. Why does Alfredo sneeze all over the furnishings in my house? I have no idea what's wrong with him. "Do you want to ea
"Scarlett's point of view,"Suicide time Flashback***My breathing is becoming increasingly difficult because I am drowning. I have no choice except to end my life. For me, existence here is pointless; I see no reason to continue. After all, for whom will I live? Since he took my kids away, we're already divorced, and my mother has passed away. I don't know why I should keep living. I have a tremendously hard time breathing in the ocean. My body is submerged very deeply in the water. It's a good thing I can't swim because if I could, I would try to keep my body from sinking by swimming. Well, it's easy to choose suicide, but the struggle with suicide is difficult. My throat is closing up, and my lungs require air, yet I don't want to live. However, this agony is not worse than the misery he gave me. My brain has gradually shut down, and I am currently in a deep sleep. Now, I can't recall anything. I can only see darkness in front of my eyes. Samuel's face was the last thing I saw
"Samuel's point of view,""What happened to her, Mom? How is she still alive if I overhear rumors that she committed suicide?" I asked her the query that had been running through my head for a while. Mom described her pain and the full process of going from Scarlet to Amber, including all of the struggles. When I realized that I was the only one to blame for her misery, my heart ached with sorrow. "You intend to exact revenge on me, then.""Yes, I did wish to exact revenge on you for all the suffering you caused her, but after learning about your predicament, I abandoned that plan.""Do you think Amber still wants to exact revenge on me?""What do you think?" "I don't know." I lowered my head and focused on my feet. "I know she won't ever do you any harm.""Why?" I'm curious as to why she's so sure of herself. "because she still has some soft corners for you.""What? I don't think so; I'm sure she will be able to forgive me if she even somewhat likes me.""It's not easy for her t
"Scarlett's point of view,""Why are you so silent, Amber? Will you just give me another chance?"I'm unsure of how to respond to him. My heart still refuses to forgive him, so being with him is out of the question. My old wounds begin to bleed whenever I see him in front of me. It's my kids that I want to be with, not him. Should I invite him to move in so I can spend more time with my children? But how would I deal with my anguish every time I saw him in front of me? What is his problem? Why won't he give up chasing me? I've already decided to marry Harry because of him. But now that I've seen Harry's dark side, I don't even want to speak with him, but I can't go back on the decision I've already made. "Samuel, my cake is baked, so I have to go." I yanked my hand out of his hold and scurried over to the oven. I'm grateful that the oven timer prevented me from answering his difficult questions. What's wrong with me, though? Why did I request that he stay here? I invited him to
"Samuel's point of view,""Where are you, Samuel?" Mom called me as soon as I arrived at my house. I lied to Mom and said that I was with Amber and that we were having a good time because I didn't want to hurt her. However, despite my best efforts to win her forgiveness, she only grew angrier with me. I'm not sure what I can do to calm her wrath. My kids came back from her place and are now sobbing uncontrollably. Elena misses her mother and refuses to eat my cooked meals. They quickly established a connection with her. Now, what should I do? Should I ask her to look after my kids? If they keep crying like this, they'll get sick. I've already apologized to her, but I know she won't accept it. After all, it's all my fault that I approached her and had the idea of kissing her. However, I am not the only one at fault. She was stunning, even in her sloppy T-shirt and shorts. Only I knew how much I missed her in Texas. I find it challenging to suppress my emotions when I see her in
"Scarlett's point of view,""Amber, where did you suddenly vanish?" Jenny greeted me with a question when I got back to the workplace. "I was occupied with some crucial tasks." I'm not in the mood to talk with her. After all, it's difficult to forget what she did to me. "What important work?" She took a seat in the front chair. "I don't have to tell you everything about myself, Jenny. Stop acting like you care about me; you are not my mother." I find it difficult to control my anger. "What are you saying, Amber? Do you even realize how much your remarks hurt me?" She stared at me in disbelief. "Jenny, leave me alone; I have a lot of essential things to accomplish." I opened my laptop and concentrated on the display. "Okay, I'm leaving now, but don't think I won't ask you about your behavior." She gave me a stern warning look as she was leaving my office. Oh my God, I'm completely exhausted. Even though I've been working nonstop for the past two weeks, I've got a ton of work wai
"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