"Samuel's point of view,""Now what?" She gave me a frustrated expression. "Whatever you want." I couldn't take my eyes off of her pink lips. "Put an end to your stupidity and take your hand off my waist." She chastised me. "No, not at all." I declined by shaking my head. "Why? Why are you still clinging to my waist even if I lose this game and look away?" How could I tell her that I wanted to embrace her and kiss her till we were out of breath? "Because you still refuse to admit defeat.""What defeat?" She looked at me with a frown. "Amber, until you confirm that you have accepted your defeat, I won't leave you.""No way; maybe in your dreams." She hasn't changed her mind about forgiving me. Why has she grown so obstinate now? "Guys, I'll come back later because I think you two are already quite busy." Samantha broke up our conversation. "No, Sam, wait." Amber asked her to sit down. "Mr. Oscar, please release your grip on my waist, as I have accepted my defeat." Her extra-
"Scarlett's point of view,""You must be kidding, right?" They are staring at my face in utter amazement. "I'm not lying; I'm being serious." I fixed a serious expression on my face and stared at Samuel. "So, are you planning to marry him?" The anguish in his voice is palpable. "Yeah." I nodded in accord. "Mr. Oscar, I believe you have received your response, so please exit my office." "Hmm... thank you, Amber, for clearing my doubts." He walked out of my office with a sad expression on his face. "Amber, I believe we ought to talk." Harry gave me a furious look. "Yes, I'd like to speak with you as well." I could tell Samantha was angry by the redness on her face. "I will talk to you later because I am currently too busy." I showed them my laptop screen and told them I was working on it. "Amber, stop the nonsense. I'm not Samuel Oscar, who, when threatened, would just pack up and quit the office. Now, I want to speak with you." Samantha sat in front of me after lowering the sc
"Samuel's point of view,"I don't want to be here any longer. I want to leave this place immediately. I typed my letter of resignation and was going to email it to her. "Samuel Oscar, you accepted defeat." Samantha came into my workspace. "What else do you expect of me? Do you want me to attend her wedding as her best man?"Her words continued to ring in my ears. "No, I'm not asking you to be her best man; instead, I'm asking you to stop her from getting married.""What?" I stared at her in disbelief. "How do I stop her?" "I'm not sure what you'll do to stop her, but I do need you to." I don't know why she is pleading with me since Amber has already made up her mind to marry him. "I'm sorry, Samantha, but I'm powerless to assist you in this situation. This is her life, and she is free to do whatever she wants with it.""Oh really? I have no clue you are so self-centered that you stood by as she hurt herself. What would happen to your family if she married Harry? Don't you wa
"Scarlett's point of view,""Exactly what was that?" He glared into my eyes. "Nothing but the truth." I answered in a collected manner. "So you've decided to marry me, and our ring ceremony is set to take place next week." He pinned me to the chair by holding onto the armrests. "Yes." His red eyes make me nervous, but I can't make out the terror on my face. "Amber, don't you know that a marriage needs the consent of both parties to take place?" "So you're not interested in getting married to me." I swallowed my saliva. What am I going to do if he won't marry me? I can get rid of Samuel's antics by using this trick, and if Harry doesn't marry me, then my plan will fail. "My will is something we can discuss later. My first question is, "Are you willing to marry me?" He kept looking at me. "Yes, I do intend to marry you." I answered with assurance while not batting an eye. "What makes you want to marry me? You only want to harm yourself because you want to exact revenge on him.
"Scarlett's point of view,"So the plane took off for Texas. I feel joyful again after a long period. When no one is there to annoy me, I can finally unwind. All three of them traveled for work. Today is a reason to throw a party. To commemorate my joyful occasion, I must prepare a cake. I was relaxing on my couch and trying to figure out the best way to commemorate my good fortune. The perfect way to commemorate this momentous occasion is with cake, chocolates, and music. I got off the sofa and went into the kitchen. I put on some music and got to work making cake batter in a cheerful frame of mind. I was busy preparing a nice dinner for myself while swaying to jazz music. "Who the hell is that on my doorbell now?" After there is loud music playing, I first cannot hear the doorbell, but after it rings again, I lower the music volume and proceed to the hallway. Oh, there is no one at the door; perhaps there was a misunderstanding. When I opened my door, nobody was standing in f
"Scarlett's point of view,""Monsters listen to me carefully." I told them to take a seat on the couch in my hallway and place a whiteboard there. They had been leaping around on my costly couch, but when I urged them to look at the whiteboard, they sat still and examined it with interest. "You know, there are regulations that everyone must follow if they wish to stay at my place." I use markers to jot out a few simple diagrams on the whiteboard. "You monstrous boy, stay away from my electronics. Without my consent, you won't enter my room. I think you get it, right?" I turned to face him. He listened to me and nodded. "That's great. Your intelligence impresses me." He is still wearing a serious look on his face. "Monster baby girl, you listen to me carefully. As a first rule, you are not to address me as "aunty." I'm only 25 years old, not an aunty. But wait, what should you call me if you don't call me Aunty? Ummm, you can call me Amber." After giving it some thought, I off
"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,"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