Hi! It's me CrazyMe016 ❤️ I'm really sorry if I haven't updated this story yet. It's Christmas season and I'm really busy preparing for a lot of things. And actually, I'm in a middle of having a writers block. I can't write at this time. I don't want to just write something that even for me was not worth a dime. So I just want to take it slow, take my time to give you a worthy chapter. Hope you would understand. But don't worry, I will update more and doubled my chapters by 2023. Hope you won't get tired waiting, thank you so much for reading! Hope you enjoy it!
"Hmm... It's delicious!" exclaimed the young woman after tasting what she had prepared. She persisted even after the young man told him not to cook. Will he blame her if all she wants is for him to taste the dishes she worked so hard to make? She hasn't gone a day without cooking for him since she discovered she could cook. Even so, her boyfriend wouldn't even try it. It hurts for her to be ignored, but she understands why. He was angry with her and is still incredibly jealous of her. Even if she claims he has nothing to be jealous of, she has no right to control his emotions. So she has no choice but to reestablish his trust in her. She started arranging their dining table after she finished cooking everything. When she saw that everything was in order, Samantha called Luther to eat, but she heard no response in the room. She attempted to call him again, but received no response. "Did he fall asleep?" the girl wondered before going to the bedroom door. She knocked several times b
"How is boss in France?" Kheed inquired as he sat in front of his friend's table, having just stepped off the plane. Lucas operated the laptop in front of him and displayed the two people's photos. "It appears that everything is going as planned." "That's fantastic; perhaps they've fallen in love before they go home." " I wish," Lucas replied, still staring at the photo of the two of them facing each other at the airport. But the young man's smile didn't last long because he noticed something strange in the photo sent by his staff. He quickly zoomed in and confirmed what he saw. "I assume not everything was planned." " Huh, why?" Lucas turned the laptop around again and showed it what he saw. "It appears that we are not the only ones keeping an eye on them; it seems that the dragon knows where they are." He pointed to the button-sized man with the camera, who was also photographing Samantha and Luther. "Fuck!" —— The young lady became even more interested in cooking after their
Hunter crossed their living room, where his sleeping Mother was, slowly and carefully, avoiding making even the slightest noise. Even though he wanted to stay by his Mother's side to care for her, he couldn't forget about his sister's predicament. He must locate her as soon as possible. He came to a halt and stared at the sofa where his Mother was lying. He could feel his mother's joy at the loss of his sister's memory. But that isn't reason enough to make a hasty decision. His feels strange about the man pretending to be his sister's lover because no one will offer a relationship to a girl who lost a memory unless they have hidden agenda. He is aware that his sister's fake boyfriend is plotting something, which he intends to prevent. He couldn't stay silent and watch his sister get hurt again. It was enough that he couldn't do anything one time. He will go to any length to keep his sister from falling into the trap of deception this time. He kissed his mother on the cheek before
"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
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
"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
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
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