"Samuel's point of view,""I'm sorry, Scarlet." I regretted her situation. She broke her leg just from a single mistake. "Samuel, you have no right to apologize for your intentional wrongdoings." She examined her foot's plaster. "But I'm not entirely to blame for it. I have no choice but to release you from my hold since you requested that I leave you." "Samuel, I hate you." It infuriated her even more. "Even though I know you despise me, I'm glad you feel something for me." Though I chose not to reveal my anguish on my face, her comments nevertheless hurt me. "Samuel, shut up; this stupid plaster is preventing me from going grocery shopping. You know, I thought about spending some time with my children, but right now I'm stuck in this bedroom, unable to do anything but sit." She conveyed her grievances to me. "Who advised you to dress in such high heels? Why are you unable to visit the mall in your comfortable flat? Who asked you to go into the mall looking like a model?" Whe
"Scarlett's point of view,""What happened to you, Scarlet?" Samantha entered my room and questioned me in a worried tone. "Who informed you about this?" I gave her a confused look. She sat next to me without responding. "Oh, how foolish am I? When I already knew the answer, why did I ask you pointless questions? I'm sure the one and only Samuel Oscar told you about my broken leg." When I thought about him, my annoyance increased. "Tell me why you're silent; he told you about my shattered leg." It's becoming more difficult for me to contain my wrath. For what reason did he tell her about my fractured leg? Who authorized his permission to divulge my personal information to third parties? Why is he attempting to take over my home when he is only a housemaid? Perhaps he intends to take charge of my home. My subconscious suggested to me the reason for his behavior. There's no way I'll allow this to happen. I clenched my fist in anger. "Why are you so furious, Scarlet? He didn't p
"Samuel's point of view,""Why are you staring at me this way, Scarlet?" She kept staring at me. Her staring at me for more than seven minutes without saying anything made me uneasy. "Who suggested that you get me a wheelchair, Samuel?" "Do you still question my motives?" "Of course, I ordered a wheelchair for you." "I don't think so. Samantha would probably recommend that you offer a wheelchair to me so that I will fall in love with you." "No, It's not true." My eyes darted from the road to her face. "So who recommended you?""Why do you find it hard to trust me?" "since it is impossible for you to show someone such compassion." This lady is a difficult nut to crack. No matter how hard I try, it's highly difficult to please her. "Alright, well, if you don't trust me, allow me to introduce you to the person who came up with this concept. I got the notion to get you a wheelchair when your kid, Elan, slid his toy car toward me." I exhaled deeply to relieve my anxiety. "Oh, s
"Scarlett's point of view,""I think this white dress would look great on you, Scarlet. It has a sophisticated look." He indicated a white dress hanging on the mannequin. When it comes to clothes, he has impeccable taste. "Okay, but I can't try on this dress because of my injured leg.""Don't worry, I'm confident this will fit well in your figure.""How can you be so certain of this?" I gave him a bewildered expression. "I am aware of your size, Scarlet.""Shut up." I attempted to conceal the flush that was rising to my face from his flirtatious remarks. "Did I say something incorrectly?" He smiled to see my face. "Samuel, please stop flirting with me, or I'll kill you." I clenched my fist and whispered. "Your husband is correct, madam; you will look stunning in this dress. Please don't worry about the size; if it doesn't fit you completely, we'll exchange it with another dress." The shopkeeper kindly urged me to buy the dress. What the hell is this? Why does he call Samuel my h
"Samuel's point of view,""Samuel, what is your problem?" "What have I done now?" Her angry expression baffled me. "Why are you making fun of me while eating pizza in front of me?" She kept her burger untouched. Instead, her eyes are drooling over my pizza. "Is it against the rules for me to eat pizza in front of you?" I enjoyed her innocent antics. Her actions have left her perplexed. Her behavior makes it quite evident that she is not upset with me; therefore, I'm not sure why she keeps acting that way. "Would you like to try some pizza, Elena?" She took one slice of pizza and offered it to her. Elena was preoccupied with her pastries and ignored her mother. "Scarlet, kindly return that slice of pizza to my plate; my kid refused to taste it." "No way; Elan wants pizza." She held a slice of pizza in front of his face, but he was too preoccupied with his whipped cream to notice. "Scarlet, please give me my pizza; your kids won't eat it." I held out my hand to get my slice of
"Scarlett's point of view,""I apologize for my errors. I apologize; I know I inflicted a great deal of pain on you, but now I want to make up for my mistreatment." He kneeled himself down in front of me and asked for my forgiveness. I could only stare at his face with wide eyes in bewilderment. I requested, somewhat haphazardly, that he apologized to me in front of the cameras, but I never imagined that a demon like Samuel could do so without being concerned about his reputation. "Please forgive him, Amber. Please forgive him," the paparazzi implored. My ego finds it difficult to accept this, so how could I tell him that I had already forgiven him at the exact moment he gave me a wheelchair? He went beyond my expectations only to get my forgiveness. "Okay, Samuel, I'll forgive you for fracturing my leg, but I'll never forget your previous wrongdoings." I whispered the last line into his ear so that the paparazzi wouldn't hear it. "I'm grateful." In front of the camera, he plan
"Samuel's point of view,""Scarlet, what happened? Why do you not consume any food?" I observed her plate. "I'm not hungry." She was tinkering with the fork. "How is this possible? You were so hungry a few minutes ago that you urged me to quickly cook supper." "Samuel, don't try to play mother to me; you're just my housemaid." She sent me an angry glance, then stormed off to her room without finishing her meal. "What's wrong with your mama?" I questioned Elena. She completely ignored me. To find the answer to my dilemma, I turned to Elan. His constant stare at Scarlet's phone had me wondering what he was trying to express. "So she's worried about something." I picked up her phone and looked for the source of her concern. Her phone showed me a picture of us eating pizza together. "Oh, I see. She made this image her phone's wallpaper." That amusing picture made me grin. Was she upset with the photo? I questioned my subconscious. I don't think so; if she wasn't fond of the pict
"Scarlett's point of view,""Scarlet, may I come in?" Harry knocked on my office door. "Yes, Harry, tell me what you want to discuss with me."Instead of looking up at him, I continued to stare at the screen on my laptop. "Scarlet, I came here to invite you to my birthday." He held out his birthday invitation in front of my laptop screen. "Why are you doing formalities, Harry? There is no doubt that I will attend the party." I put away my laptop and gave him my full attention. "Scarlet, you know exactly what I'm going to do for my birthday party, so this is more than just a birthday celebration for me." Sheepishly, he smiled at me. "Humm. Yes, I am aware, and I am prepared for that announcement." I took a long breath to release my fear. "I am aware that you live with Samuel Oscar and that everyone in the city has seen your passionate kiss with him, Scarlet." "Harry, whatever you want to say, please say it clearly.""Have you started to feel anything for him?" "I don't have enou
"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