"Scarlett's point of view,""What are you still doing here, Mr. Oscar? Why are you still in my room despite my repeated requests for you to leave?" He grabbed my pillow out of my hands. "Someone locked your door from the outside, Miss Neve." He answered gently. After all, what happened to his tone? He always makes a lion-like roar when he is angry, but right now, he sounds like a scapegoat. "How is that even possible?" I looked at him in confusion. "You can check yourself." He motioned for me to check the room's door. "Oh no, it's locked from the outside." I tried to open the door, but it looked like someone had locked it from outside. "Did I say the same thing to you in another language?" He gave me a furious glare. "How is this possible, though? How is a room locked from the outside?" The locked door still has me baffled. "Miss Neve, I don't know about this, but please clear off the bed so I can sleep." He reclines in bed next to me. "Mr. Oscar, I'm not able to sleep with
"Samuel's point of view,"What's the matter with me? Why am I acting in such a strange way? In a fit of rage last night, I locked her room from outside and went in via the window. I can access my room through the window, so why did I spend the entire night there? She was dozing off on the couch, so I picked her up in my arms and forced her to join me in bed. She didn't attempt to leave her spot for the entire night, but in the morning, while she slept soundly, she unintentionally laid her legs on me. Why did I sleep with her for such a long time, even though I could easily stand up by adjusting her legs? Today is the first time I've ever stayed in bed until 10 in the morning. I spent a lot of the night searching on Google for infants since I couldn't sleep. I also looked for hormonal changes in a pregnant woman and learned about the mood swings related to pregnancy. Samantha was right there, scarlet, having mood swings. She occasionally yelled at me when she was upset. When I loo
"Scarlett's point of view,""Scarlet, I'm happy for you. Soon, my doll will give birth to twins." Tears started to form in my mother's eyes. "I wish to be a good mother like you, Mom." I dabbed the tears from her face. "Scarlet, are you content?" Mom's tone changes to solemn. "Yes, Mom, why shouldn't I be? My life is perfect; I'm married into an affluent family and live in a mansion. what more a woman requires to be content with her life?" I do all in my power to keep from crying. "Scarlet, what are you talking about? Women don't need all of these things to be content. For a woman to be happy in her life, all she needs is her husband's love and attention.""Oh, are you asking about Samuel? Yes, he is very nice and caring to me. Sorry, I misunderstood your question." "Are you telling the truth, Scarlet?" Suddenly, my mother's questioning gaze was riveted on me. That's exactly what I worry about. How can I now persuade her that I am happy with my life? Did all of the mothers h
"Samuel's point of view,""Why are you looking at me like that, Miss Neve? Do you still feel sleepy?" She was dozing off while seated in the passenger seat. I have no idea why, but I become really upset when she ignores me in this manner. Despite listening to me, she hasn't yet opened her eyes. How could she treat me like this? Why does my presence not impact her? "Miss Neve, I think I failed to tell you something very important to your mother." I made a U-turn by turning the steering wheel. "No, Mr. Oscar, I'm listening to you, not asleep." She opened her eyes in horror right away. "What a temper tantrum queen! I don't want my girls to have temper tantrums like you did." "How are you able to imply that they are female?" She confusedly glanced at me while placing her hand on her belly. "I believe my infants are female because of your very girlish mood swings and appetites." I told her my justification. "Oh, that's not how it is. I'm going to have two boys." She spoke with a to
"Scarlett's point of view,"I had to tell him about his zip failure because maybe he still wasn't aware of it. When people see his exposed zip, they will undoubtedly make fun of him. No, I'm thinking too much about him. Clara surely informs him about his pants zip. But he's not as terrible as I first assumed. He kept a secret from my mom. Are you praising him? My subconscious questions me. He abandoned you on this lonesome road in this scorching heat to have lunch with his mistress, and you're still pondering that demon. My subconscious anger is genuine. He erred greatly by leaving me here alone. I don't have a phone to book a taxi. When Clara called and suggested they go out to lunch, I became very enraged. I am aware that neither I nor he is taking our marriage seriously. But every time he speaks to Clara, I continue to feel enraged. He intentionally turns on the speaker on his phone so I can hear their ecstatic conversation. No, he was driving his car. That's why he started
"Samuel's point of view,""Samuel, why do you seem so irate? Is this resentment over last night?" Clara had already placed our meal order when I got to the table. I no longer have any appetite. My only goal is to discipline my middle-class contracted wife. She should have told me that my zip was broken. This time, I'll teach her an excellent lesson so she won't dare make the same mistake again. Maybe I am thinking about her too much. Is it possible that she didn't notice the zip failure? My subconscious began to speak up for her. No, that's not possible; she was aware of my zip failure; otherwise, why was she not looking at me the entire journey? Ok, maybe you're right, but she informed you about your zip failure, and what you did to her, despite saying thanks to her, was taunting her and accusing her of seeing your dick. My subconscious is not understanding my point. I don't know why she didn't inform me about this, but all I know is that she insulted me, and I will punish her.
"Scarlett's point of view,""Miss Neve, get up." "Harry, please don't wake me up. Let me sleep peacefully." I turned my body in another direction to ignore his voice. "Miss Never, put an end to your drama and open your eyes right now." Harry's loud voice annoys me once more. "Don't be so rude like my devil husband; he never lets me sleep in peace; he always disturbs my sleep whenever I try to sleep. At least allow me to sleep in this peaceful environment." This time, I hid my face under a pillow to avoid hearing his voice any longer. "That's enough for today; now wake up." He took my pillow away. "I was asked to stay at your house till the storm passed, and now you won't even let me sleep peacefully. How dare you, Harry?" I shouted at him without looking up. "I believe you got enough sleep today, my dear wife. It's time to come out of your dream and confront the harsh reality.""Samuel, the demon, What are you doing here?" I look up and am astonished to see him standing in fr
"Samuel's point of view,""Exactly. What are you doing? I don't want to stay with you; let me go outside." She struggled to break free of my grip. To make her stay in bed with me, I grasped her tiny waist and propped my legs up on hers. We should stay at Harry's house because the storm has not subsided. Fortunately, my car's engine failed close to his house. When the engine of my car wouldn't start, I was furious, but then I immediately recalled that Harry lived nearby. He told me that Scarlet was sleeping in his bedroom when I got to his place. I become so enraged after listening to him, after all, what she is doing in his bedroom. She is at his house peacefully sleeping while I am stumbling around like a moron on the streets looking for her in this awful weather. No one can protect her from my rage today. "Mr. Oscar, I beg you to allow her to sleep. She has only taken her medication and fallen asleep at my insistence." Harry makes an effort to halt me by spreading his arms in
"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