‘My Lover’:Mark becoming a cat changed Wendy’s situation drastically.Now, she had to do chores all by herself. She had to clean, cook, and work. She needed to pay all the bills, too.She and Mark didn’t have families. They only had each other. Mark only had her, so she would never leave him no matter what.She tried to go back to the market and find the one who sold Mark the apple, but it was useless. She didn’t find any clues.It was as if the seller vanished into thin air.So Wendy had to work hard and save a lot of money.As the months went by, she already used all of Mark’s savings. The bills were piling up, so she had to take a part-time job along with her full-time one.She became so busy that she neglected to take care of Mark.Mark, being a cat, couldn’t communicate with her except to show and receive affection. He could only watch helplessly as Wendy woke up early in the mornings, barely even eating breakfast, and then came back home late at night each time, exhausted.She
And now seven years later, they were here, married and sitting together in the living room. They had really gone a long way…Her seventeen-year-old self would never have imagined that they would’ve ended up like this.Allison looked at Matthew with a warm smile.“Yes, I remember,” she said softly. “You still recall that story?”“Of course I do. I remember that I thought it would have a happy ending.” He chuckled. “I was sad when I reached the end. I felt a little empty, too. I thought for sure that he would turn back into a human…”“Well, there’s always something that can break a curse, even if it’s just one thing,” Allison said. “They just never figured it out, that’s all.”“So there was a way to break the curse?” Matthew said, eyes wide. “You never told me that.”“I didn’t think it was important enough to say. Also, I never intended on making the characters find out about it.”“Can I know what it was? Was it true love’s kiss?” he asked teasingly.The corner of Allison’s lips curved
There had been so many what-ifs inside of her at that time. She knew that she was on the verge of death, so her mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts. She looked back on what she had done in her life, every regret, every smashed hope, and also every happy memory that she had experienced.She had been ready to suffer more and die back then.But then Matthew came along, and then the rest was history.So, after that extended period of being alone with her thoughts, she eventually came to realize something.She had worked so hard, yet she ended up like this. She tried so hard to achieve a constant good impression, but it took a toll on her mentality instead.And then running away, getting into a lot of trouble, giving birth to her baby but losing her eventually, and even getting Matthew to stay with her and support her despite him having a girlfriend…Her heart ached at the sad memories. Truly, she had messed up her own life. She could’ve had happiness, yet she remained a fool.So ri
A week after Allison quit her job, news started to spread. Allison’s boss and co-workers were all shocked at her decision, but they couldn’t really stop her from resigning. She was stubborn when she wanted to, and no matter how much they tried to persuade her otherwise, especially in the middle of their big research breakthrough, she just wouldn’t budge.As for the public, there were mixed reactions all around, but the majority of them shared one common thing: confusion.Some started to speculate, while some decided to mind their own business.Needless to say, some rumors flew around.And they reached Edward Laurier’s ears.“What is the meaning of this?” he demanded after calling Matthew to the house, not even bothering to say a proper greeting. “What has your little wife done now?”Matthew frowned, not liking the way Edward was referring to Allison. “What has she done? She did what she had to, Father,” he said quietly.“What she had to?” Edward gritted out. “Quitting her job when she
The next day, Edward surprisingly did not badger Matthew any longer.The day went on like normal, with nothing surprising lying in wait for Matthew at the end of the day. He was still under training to inherit the company, so he was too busy to linger over that issue for the moment.Ever since Matthew started taking his studies seriously back in high school, Edward started to have high hopes for him. Edward began the preparations right away, a formal succession plan for Matthew in order to inherit the company once he was ready.Matthew couldn’t blame him too much for rushing; after all, his father had high blood pressure and a heart condition. It was understandable that he would hasten the process. He was always prepared for everything.But it was a lot of pressure for Matthew back then.Even now.To succeed his father, he had to go through a training and development program. There was a mentorship program, job rotations, leadership training programs, and many other opportunities to h
Matthew had known Allison for nearly ten years already. They had been through thick and thin together, and he liked to think that he knew her more than she realized.But her recent behavior was puzzling him greatly.He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but she seemed like a… slightly different person. Not in a drastic way, but just…Like she was older than she seemed… and knew some unusual things…‘Rosenburg…’ Matthew thought to himself. ‘She’s been a little fixated on that city for a while...’Also, she mentioned something about a ‘Miracle Well’ back then, didn’t she?What an odd name. He had never heard of such a thing before. Maybe he should research some more about it...Not to mention that she even proposed to go on a vacation there about a week ago. It was one of the last things that he had expected her to say.What was the deal with that city, anyway?Also, how come she knew about his villa there? Maybe Martha mentioned it to her out of the blue?The mystery behind Allison’s
Martha seemed to pause from the other end of the line. “Of… course not, Matt,” she said. “But if things keep being like this, I cannot allow your father to think that he can control everything as he likes.” “You mean that if he pushes it farther, you will really do it,” Matthew said quietly. There was yet another pause. “…Perhaps.” Matthew didn’t know why he had this sudden sinking feeling in his stomach. “Do you think that Father will ever change?” he asked quietly. “What?” His unexpected question seemed to have caught Martha off-guard. “Well… I’m not sure. He can be quite the stubborn man, as you know.” “I see.” Matthew was silent after that. “Matt?” Martha asked gently. “Would you like to come over tomorrow? I’ll cook you your favorites.” “I have an important meeting tomorrow at the company, and I think I would be getting off work late at night,” Matthew said automatically, having memorized his schedule beforehand. “So I don’t think I can make it tomorrow.” “Oh. All right.”
When Martha made that request to him earlier, Matthew was, understandably, caught off-guard.He had expected her to ask him to paint still-life or landscapes or perhaps a portrait of her, but in the end, she asked him the last thing that was ever in his mind.“Can you draw the three of us in a photo, looking like a family?” she had asked, in the softest voice he had ever heard her say.Matthew didn’t know if Martha was aware of this, but he wasn’t very good at painting portraits — rather, people in general.He liked to watch sceneries in real life and draw inspiration from them, casting them onto the canvas in various shades of color. He liked to stand before a table with a fruit bowl nearly arranged at the center and copy it on a painting. He liked to see a haphazard room with various objects strewn everywhere as though a hurricane had left them that way, and then try to replicate the scene on the canvas.He did not have the same passion for people. He had tried to paint portraits or