"What?" I asked, looking up when I heard Lucas' question. Feel the sting of his question. Was he under the impression that I was faking memory loss? Did he think I was playing them? "Seems like you're having trouble understanding my words, so let me rephrase: are you trying to deceive us by pretending to lose your memory?" he asked again. I scoffed, staring at him, unprepared for what he said. "Why would I do something like that?" He shrugged and said, "I don't know, you tell me." I scoff again while shaking my head. I'm not sure why they feel the need to accuse me of this. I just cooked. "Don't misunderstand his question, Sam. We're just wondering how you knew you could cook if you truly lost your memory." I heard Kheed join in the conversation, putting the cutlery on the plate. "It simply does not make sense." I nodded and understood what he was saying because even I was surprised by what I did, who wouldn't? "What does losing your memory mean?" I inquired, as they were all foc
Luther nearly went insane over food. Because of his friend's comments, he almost approached the food the girl had prepared. He had almost forgotten about the girl's scam. Still feeling annoyed, he walked straight to his room, where he met the elderly lady who had just emerged from the other end of the hallway. "Oh, Young Master, you've returned." She approached to greet him. In response to her greeting, he coughed slightly and resumed walking as she spoke again. "Did you see Lady Samantha? She's been waiting for you for a while, since seven o'clock in the evening, waiting for you to taste the cooking she worked so hard for, cooking for you that her hands are covered in bruises just to get the right mixture to imitate your Mother's cooking." Again, the young man coughs slightly before saying, "She's with Kheed and Lucas." He then walks directly into his room, not waiting for the old lady to speak. He sighed deeply as he sat in the swivel chair in front of his desk. Squeezing his te
"Don't forget to take your medicine on time, Ms. Vasque. Your wounds aren't fully healed and need time to recover. I just removed the cast from your foot because it's been a month and I can see that it's fine again the way you walk. But! But please be careful. Your bones are already cemented in the leg," the doctor who treated me after my accident said authoritatively. "Don't worry, doc. I'll be careful," I said with a smile and a nod. It has taken the cast off my left foot, which feels fantastic. It was as if it had been released from its cage, as it was so easy to walk on. My cast was removed from my hand about two weeks ago, before I even cooked for Luther. My feet and hands are now completely free to move around. "Lucas knows how to contact me, so don't be afraid to ask or tell me if something is wrong with your body," she added then let out a sign before staring at me. "I'm glad to see you're doing well; when I first saw you, I didn't think you'd survive," she said, smiling. "G
"Did you just take a bath or did you just pour in... Wait, did you dream about that again?" Lucas was surprised to see Luther emerge from the restroom inside his office with a wet head as well as his coat. The young man sat silently in his swivel chair, leaning back and closing his eyes. "Don't tell me, even here at the office, those nightmares won't stop?" Lucas inquired, concerned for his friend. " I'm not sure, but it's getting worse," he says as he exhales sharply. Lucas shook his head, feeling sorry for his friend and frustrated that he couldn't solve his friend's problem. For nearly two years, Luther has been haunted by the scene he witnessed. It comes to him every night, as if to remind him of his painful past. "The doctor has successfully removed her cast and says she's almost recovered," Lucas said after reading the text he received for the doctor to divert the attention of Luther. The young man was unbothered by his announcement. " Are you sure you're going to let he
"How is she?" Lucas asked Kheed subsequently after learning the presence of the young lady's real lover. Kheed shook his head and looked at the sleeping girl before closing the door to the girl's room, " She's befuddled." This was immediately apparent to Lucas. Because Luther was introduced as her boyfriend, the fact that her real boyfriend appears will cause a lot of confusion. "What are our plans? It appears that the dragon intends to take her." Because they were fighting a big man, Lucas couldn't answer right away. Without a well-thought-out strategy, they cannot just move forward. However, he is also unable to allow the girl to return to her previous partner. But he thought of one answer. "We have to make him fall for her," he said as he looked at Kheed. "What? Dude, prioritize Sam's safety first before the love life of the boss. " In response to what he had to say, Kheed gave a head shake. " You don't get it. Getting Luther to fall in love with Samantha is the only way we
"Ack!" I grabbed my head as soon as I felt the pain in the center of my head, hoping it would lessen the pain. I don't even remember being hit so why would it hurt like this? What exactly is this? Another amnesia? Don't tell me I forgot again? But I still know... "Luther," I said when I awoke to see my boyfriend's very handsome but very cold face in front of me. He turned off the light from his phone and looked at me. "Good thing you're awake. We have something to talk about." Despite the fact that my head was still aching, I forced myself to sit and lean on the bed's headboard. Then I noticed the black sky filled with brilliant stars. It looks like I slept for a long time to get this dark. " What do you want to talk about?" I ask. " Lucas said someone is claiming to be your lover. Do you know who he is? " There was neither a smile nor any emotion in his question. "I don't know him, but I'm not sure," I said with a head shake. "What do you mean?" I took a deep breath, remember
" Here, this is all the data I can get. Damn, getting information from our adversary is easier than finding a solution for your friend." Kheed shook his head as he dropped the USB on Lucas's coffee table in the kitchen. The young man grabbed it right away, plugged it into his phone, and read what was inside. "Let me have a coffee first, I never thought I could get this tired even in his love life." Taking a cup of freshly brewed coffee from the machine, Kheed said. Lucas was quietly reading its contents, as if preparing for a test. "Where's the boss? And Sam, has she regained consciousness?" Kheed asked as he sipped his coffee, looking around. "Oh, luscious!" "Sam was still sleeping in her room, and Luther was probably clearing his mind in his library; he just had another nightmare," Lucas replied, still staring at his phone. "Again? He had those dreams every night, consistently; if I were him, I'd get bored. " Kheed said, shaking his head. "No one would want to have that kind o
"Is everything ready?" Kheed whispered a question on Lucas as he sat on the sofa next to him in the office, facing the young man with whom they both planned something. As a response, he cleared his throat. Kheed quickly took out his phone and began tapping something on it. Lucas also gets his phone watching something while the young CEO frowns at his staff's revised proposal. Lucas noticed this and asked, "Any problems?" He took a deep breath and leaned back in his swivel chair, his brow wrinkled. "Yeah, the fvcking cellist that the fvcking old man was looking for was missing." "Does it have to be that cellist, or can it be anyone?" Lucas inquired as he approached. " He demanded that fvcking person or he will not attend the party," the young man replied sternly, his frustration visible. "Who's the cellist?" Lucas inquired calmly as he moved closer to his laptop. The young man immediately clicked on something and opened Wikipedia about that person while playing some of his masterp
Samantha was smiling as she observed the people crossing the street ahead of her. They were taking a break in a cafe close to the destination they visited.She is still in awe at the location they went to; she never imagined that there could be more exquisite than her boyfriend's house's garden."Luther, why did you decide to come here?" she asked, grinning, turning to face the man seated next to her who was carrying the two drinks. He had a hot cup of coffee, while she had a hot chocolate.The young man sipped his coffee without responding, recalling that the only place he had selected was the one he had initially seen in the brochure.He doesn't give it much thought because he detests wasting time.However, as a result, he recalled a particular incident.He recalled that university search served as a model for the establishment.He again did it. Since she is the first girl he sees at that particular moment, he chooses her.He shook his head when he considered that. "Ah, he really ha
Chapter 47Really? Are they out on a date?After learning of Luther's call, Kheed queried with amazement. "What did your friend eat?""Looks like Hunter did a great job," Lucas said with a smile."Yeah, and I hope he continues to behave like that. I really hope Samantha gets a happy ending.” He saw Lucas staring at him and replied. “Okay, including our friend who was conceived out of spite." It made Lucas giggle. "But if the boss is busy with his love life, what about the mission? I mean, we already have a lead on who killed, but what's next?" Kheed asked off-topic, causing his friend's smile to vanish. because their pal was too preoccupied in criticizing Samantha. He made the decision to defy his commands. He was searching everywhere for informatiom when he found something, Something that doesn't fit the narrative they are familiar with.“We must begin with the Le'roux. The last descendent must be located. ""What? Someone survive that massacre?” Kheed questioned in shock.Lucas res
"Do you think he'll change his mind?" Kheed inquired outside the condominium unit where Luther and Samantha were sleeping.Lucas looked toward the door before saying, "I don't know, but at least we tried."Kheed sighed and peered toward the door. "I never imagined Sam suffered so much. I mean, look at her smile. It's so pure and pretty. You can't believe she went through all that," Kheed said, shaking his head, recalling Samantha's brother's story. "I never imagine, having a pretty face can make your life miserable.""I hope colliding with her was the best option God had. She's been through a lot." Lucas said as he was leaving the hallway.Kheed shook his head and added, "Ah, I really hope your friend realizes it. I feel sorry for Sam." Then he followed his companion.Lucas said to himself as he left the hallway, "Let's trust Luther; I know he won't make the same mistakes."Meanwhile... The young man was still quietly seated on the couch inside the condo, clutching the USB drive that
Chapter 45 Rather than calling their friend, Kheed and Lucas head straight to the foreign land and start searching for the obstinate child. To save their hopes of turning their friend around, they must locate the child. Keeping their acquaintance from knowing, the two behaved softly and discreetly. Their mission was expedited by their contacts, which they acquired when Gransil gave them the order to locate Samantha's brother. Hunter was located in an upscale hotel right away. The two decided to simply move despite being taken aback by how the boy entered the pricey building. They weren't prepared for what they saw, though, before they even approached. The enemy was also there and was aware of it's target. Though they need to stop it from happening, they don't know who to prioritize, "We have to take care of the kid first." Finally, after giving it some thought, Kheed said, "Roger." Right away, the two moved to apprehend the child who wasn't causing the disturbance, just as they h
Luther never let Samantha get away from him after the phone call. She never left the hotel room. The young man even forbade the girl from peering through the window, which the girl did not comprehend. She has no idea why she had to cling to the four lonely corners of the room. Her boyfriend took her to a wonderful nation with many places to visit; why does he prefer to keep her inside? The girl had no idea about her boyfriend's sudden changes. She even imagined that following their pleasant talk after she was admitted to the hospital, his treatment would improve. She didn't expect him to be more harsh on her. He departs and returns only when the sky has darkened. This is what Samantha goes through every day for three days. She couldn't go out since she didn't want to aggravate the young man's fury, so she followed him with her eyes closed. Now the young man was getting ready to leave again, while she sat at the kitchen table, reluctantly looking at him. She desires to go outside.
I silently gazed out the car window, searching for something to look at among the colorful lights from the houses that illuminated the dark sky. My boyfriend drove back to the hotel for nearly thirty minutes without saying anything at all. I'm not sure if I did something wrong here. He still has his infamous wrinkled forehead, which makes me wonder if I should open something we can talk about. I don't want to aggravate his rage, so even though it's awkward, I prefer to remain silent.I'm bored with my head pressed against the window, still looking around when I notice a familiar location. When our car passed by it, I immediately got up and stared at it. "They also play music at night," I almost twisted my neck when I saw the musicians I used to play with. I smiled as I remembered how much fun I had playing with them. They helped me rediscover a skill I had forgotten about. Every day, I am astonished by the new things I learn about myself. I never imagined I could do so much. This ma
"Alright, send me the documents right away; I need everything; do your job right this time, Kheed."I was awakened by a cold and familiar voice. When I turned to see where it came from, I saw the familiar wrinkled forehead of my boyfriend, who was sitting on the sofa and talking on the phone. When he noticed me, he immediately put down the phone he was holding and approached me. "How are you?"There was no hint of anger, but I couldn't catch the concern in his tone either. I looked up at his face, thinking that this was better than him constantly reprimanding me. "I'm fine," I smiled."Are you sure?" he asked again. "Or do you need more time to recover?"This abrupt shift caught me off guard. We seemed to have an argument just the other night. How did it suddenly alter its attitude toward me? Is there anything I missed last night? Did I do something right?The only thing I remember from last night is that we got into a fight and I ran away from the hotel... My body then abruptly stopp
Luther hurried as he bridal carried the girl, still trembling in terror, as soon as he arrived at the hospital's entrance. He alternated between looking at the girl and the road, unsure of what to do. He notified them of the girl's condition the moment they saw the nurse coming. The medical staff moved swiftly to transport the girl to the designated room. The young man was still taking a breath after his sprint. Is she going to be alright?’ he asked himself, a tinge of worry for the girl. He realized that mental health was no joke when he watched how much his mother struggled with such a condition. He sat down on the bench in the corridor after drawing a big breath. He pulled out his phone to pass the time while he waited and then unexpectedly got a call from his pal. "What is it?" (Gransil arrived.) As soon as he heard it, the young man promptly closed his eyes. He had more issues to consider. The young man said irritably, "You deal with it since you're the one who made me fly here
"France, huh?" said the man sipping wine, slyly smirking as he looked at the photo of the young woman smiling inside the airport. "We discovered that Mr. Cromwell was looking for the person you know," his staff said, bowing to the man with the dragon tattoo. "And who is that fortunate individual?" "It was SLee." The man who was looking at the photo at that time burst out laughing. It even slapped the table. "Really?" "Yes, my lord," he laughed even more, shaking his head and taking another photo and this time it's the picture of two facing each other. "How did he end up taking his father's place with his way of thinking?" "We doubt he knows who he's looking for." "Then there's one thing: he's no match for me. Just a fvcking boyfriend wannabe." He leaned forward and tossed the photo into the air, then quickly threw it away with a small knife. The knife's sharp edge slashed the young man's face, pinning him against the wall. "The next thing this knife will touch will undoubtedly b