That morning, Katie was walking with a tray, about to climb the stairs to Jonathan's room. Theresia's call for her name made her stop her steps. The servant girl immediately turned towards the source of the voice, and a middle-aged woman was walking towards her."You didn't forget, did you? what I told you to do?" asked Theresia as she checked the contents of the tray Katie was carrying.Toast, lamb, and beetroot juice were already on the tray."Not at all, ma'am," replied Katie politely.The woman nodded and displayed straight-lined lips."Good! Come to my daughter-in-law immediately. I think she's so exhausted that she doesn't have the energy to go downstairs to get her breakfast," pleaded Theresia, who again shook the folding fan in front of her neck."Yes, ma'am." Katie immediately walked upstairs to fulfill her employer's request. Although she was actually reluctant, she remembered the last time Elena told her to compress the body part that was right between the girl's crotch.In
That night, the Hayes family was hosting their once-a-year dinner. The reputation of Edmund Hayes as the owner of a giant company in the city made all the important people in Auckland reluctant. They always came at the invitation of the CEO of the H&E Group.Meanwhile, the crowded atmosphere of the house becomes an opportunity for the daughter-in-law in the house to take revenge.Theresia's insistence that Elena routinely consumes beet juice, which the woman really doesn't like, actually leads to disaster for the big mistress.That night, Elena was dressed to the nines in a skimpy, tight black dress. Her long hair was deliberately put up in a bun to emphasize her oval face and sexy neckline.She was applying bright red lipstick to her slightly thick lips. From his dressing table, Jonathan was standing right behind Elena with a flat expression on his face. He was waiting for his wife to finish dressing up and come down to the hall together.Because it would be the talk of the women pre
"Mom, hold on, Mom," Elena whined as she continued to pretend to panic. Her acting skills were impeccable, even as tears streamed down her cheeks. I don't know where those tears came from.Theresia was still lying helplessly in Jonathan and Edmund's lap. There wasn't much movement from the woman, only a tight grip on her chest and eyes that continued to bulge due to a very strong heart pumping blood.Both eyeballs rotated, but the room in the car cabin seemed to be spinning. The dizziness Theresia experienced was so intense, it felt as if a large boulder had fallen on her head.In her helplessness, Theresia cried silently. Crystal chunks melted through her eyes. The woman hated her helpless self so much.Her two eyes stared at Jonathan and Edmund as if begging for help. But her words were stuck in her throat; not a single word escaped her lips, which were polished with bright red lipstick."Can you speed this car up?" asked Edmund as he massaged his throbbing temple. This time the man
Amelie greeted the morning with a smile. Unlike the past days, where her face was always gloomy if the sun began to rise from its hiding place.Her tiny lips continued to hum as she got ready to go to work."Hurry home when your work is done. I will always miss my handsome great-grandson." Marie said as she pecked the cheek of her great-grandson, who was in Amelie's arms."Grandma, don't worry, I'll be home as soon as the shop closes." Amelie said it with a smile. This morning, she was so happy to be able to bring Axel to work and see her baby whenever she felt homesick."Call home if he cries, then I'll come right over," Louise said in a serious tone with one hand clenched in the air, as if the old man could run as fast as a horse.Marie sighed and rolled her eyes, having heard her husband's words, which she thought were too much. How could Louise catch up with Amelie by running? While just walking to the bathroom alone, it took the man ten minutes to get there."Okay, Grandpa. You c
A knock on the door caught Anne and Amelie's attention. The two women then turned their heads towards the source of the sound and looked at each other with questioning eyes. Who was outside the door? Demiurge workers were used to entering the room without knocking beforehand.Without thinking, Anne approached the door with the questions that kept popping up in her head. When the door opened, the girl smiled and nodded once, just like when she was doing her work downstairs.A young man stood there and seemed to be struggling to carry something with him."Let me help you," Anne said kindly to the young man, who was a regular customer at Benitto's shop.Amelie looked puzzled at the items Gideon was carrying. It seemed a lot and very cumbersome."What's that all about?" asked Amelie, pointing at the items Gideon was carrying.Knowing that Gideon had admiration for Amelie and that the man was not a danger to her best friend, Anne decided to leave the place."Excuse me," Anne said without l
Elena walked back and forth in the room. Her right hand massaged her temple, while her left hand held her waist. She was upset, hearing the news that Theresia's health condition was getting better, right on day seven.The ringing of the phone on the bed caught her attention. She walked over and grabbed the flat object with increasing agitation after reading the name of the caller on her cell phone screen."Hello?" She greeted the person on the other end in a soft voice."Elena? Where are you? Don't you want to accompany Mom here?" asked a middle-aged woman on the other side of the line.Elena's eyes closed as she clucked silently. The woman's right hand massaged tighter on her temple. Even the woman who caused Elena's agitation could speak properly, even calling her this morning."Elena?" called Theresia when there was no answer on the other line."I-yes, ma'am?" replied Elena with a gasp."Haah, you're not even listening to me speak." came the chuckle from the woman on the other side
Jonathan chose to return to the office rather than linger with Theresia at the hospital. Why would he be there if Theresia was only looking at Elena? As if the man were an invisible creature.Jonathan stared out the window at the view of the city. He had missed lunch. Jonathan's appetite was wiped out by the argument that had just taken place.The image of Amelie's face flashed by, inviting Jonathan's longing for the time he had spent with the girl.The man's eyes closed, wondering to himself. How is Amelie's life out there? Was Amelie living happily without him? Or was she suffering because she was separated from her parents?For a moment, the man thought about Amelie's pregnancy. It must have been very difficult. A girl who was used to living side by side with her parents suddenly had to leave pregnant. Jonathan knew very well that Amelie had absolutely no experience carrying a baby, let alone nurturing one."I'm sorry, Amelie." Jonathan muttered regretfully with his eyes closed.Qu
Theresia's health is gradually recovering. The middle-aged woman was looking forward to going home to a house full of luxurious furniture worth millions of dollars. Being cooped up in the treatment room was very boring. A man in a white coat entered the treatment room, accompanied by a nurse pushing a trolley filled with medical equipment."Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen," greeted the doctor kindly.Theresia and Edmund smiled back at the doctor's friendliness, then almost simultaneously they replied, "Good afternoon, Doctor."The doctor opened the pages of a book in his hand, which presumably contained a record of Theresia's health conditions during her sixteen days in the hospital."How is it, ma'am? Are there any complaints?" the doctor asked without taking his eyes off the notebook he was holding.Theresia enthusiastically replied, "Not at all, Doctor. I am very well now."Edmund smiled at the joyful look on his wife's face. He then took her by the shoulders; the two looked
Amelie's heart didn't stop beating when the morning came. She barely even slept last night, images of the thrilling moment running through her head. She was going to be a bride that day."Oh my, Miss, your hands are so cold," said the MUA, who had just shaken Amelie's hand to congratulate her on the upcoming wedding. There was nothing Amélie could do but smile blandly. She was so nervous that she was about to say her vows to Jonathan in front of the audience. "Ah, I'm just nervous." Amelie replied while squeezing the white dress she was wearing. "Hahaha, I know how that feels. I also experienced the same thing with you when the seconds of my wedding began," Linda recalled while putting the makeup equipment that was no longer in use into the makeup bag. "Believe me, it's only at the beginning. Once the vows are done, your heart will feel so relieved. You'll even cry tears of joy afterward." Linda nodded confidently; she too had experienced being in the position of the woman she had
The night was getting late. The night breeze was so cold that the thick blanket covering her body couldn't beat the chill of the night air, waking Irene up to check the heating.Irene's eyes blinked several times when she found the bed next to her empty without Robert, so the brunette woman walked out to find out where her husband was. When the door opened, Irene squinted to find her husband sitting on the steps of the servants' quarters terrace with his face turned up to the sky, leaning against a pillar made of natural stone with a melancholy look.Slowly, the woman walked over."Robert?" she called in a soft tone typical of a woman that instantly made the owner of the name turn his head. "Why are you outside? Is it cold, darling?" Irene touched her husband's shoulder and took a seat next to Robert, enduring the cold night air to keep the man she loved so much company."Irene, why are you awake?" asked Robert in a flat tone, masking the disappointment that was currently enveloping
Jonathan walked back to his room with a smile on his face. It made a few pairs of eyes look at him with a quizzical look, but they soon settled into their usual expressions when they bumped into Jonathan. When he walked into his office, a girl was already sitting there waiting for him. "I see you're happy today, sir," Krista Valerie said, smacking her lips as she watched him walk into the room. "Not just being; I'm very, very happy today." Jonathan sat down in his oversized chair. Not wanting to find out more about her superior's happy feelings, the girl cleared her throat and asked why she had been summoned to come to the room of the man who kept smiling like a mental patient. "Excuse me, sir, what need did you call me here?" Not immediately responding to his secretary's question, the man took a few folders from the pile of documents and handed them to the pretty girl."I will be leaving. During my absence, please take care of this work." With her eyebrows knitted, the girl sl
Amelie felt weak after seeing three pregnancy test kits showing the same result, with two red lines lined up. She didn't know what to do now. Was telling Jonathan about her pregnancy the right choice? She was so worried that the same thing would happen again. Jonathan would tell his family, and Theresia would ask her to abort the innocent fetus that Jonathan had planted in her womb. Instantly, the tears that had been receding fell down her cheeks. She would not be able to repeat the same story, bearing the pregnancy alone and raising the baby alone. Truly, it was a heavy responsibility. Amelie's reverie was interrupted by a knock on the door from outside. She quickly wiped away the tears until there were none left. Although her puffy face could not be hidden at all,. "Amelie, open the door." Marie anxiously knocked on the door and turned the knob repeatedly. Since her return from work, Amelie hasn't come out of her room; even now, the door is locked. Marie was worried that somethi
Amelie blinked as sleepiness still lingered in her eyes. She had to get up to get ready for work and take Axel to school, but her body seemed reluctant to get up, as if it were stuck to the bed she was currently on. She closed her eyes for a moment to remember what she had been feeling lately. Amelie had not been feeling well lately. Headaches often came and went, and her breasts were pain. Her sense of smell had become sensitive. Amelie's eyebrows knitted together, and then she got up from the bed with a little haste and grabbed the cell phone on the nightstand to open the period app and see when her last period was. For some reason, when she was about to open the period app on her phone, her heart suddenly started pounding. It was as if she was already sure that the answer she got was something that would disappoint her and shake her sanity. The woman, who was still wrapped in navy pajamas, then took a deep breath before finally exhaling slowly. "Calm down, Amelie, calm down. Ev
The sun is inching its way to the sunset, leaving an orange color on the horizon. The shop began to be quiet from visitors; one by one, among Demiurge visitors, they began to leave the shop after finishing with the activity of filling the stomach. Amelie wiped the table with a cloth as a closing activity in the tavern in the late afternoon. At the same time, Emery, who had just come out of Benitto's room, approached the woman with a rag, doing the same activity next to the table that Amelie was cleaning. Emery cleared her throat to make Amelie realize her presence. Instantly, the elegant woman turned her head and greeted Emery with a friendly face."Hey," greeted Amelie, who then returned her gaze to the shiny table, where she could see the reflection of her face on the lacquered table. Emery couldn't help but be curious about her best friend's encounter with the man Axel had told her about this afternoon."Sorry, Amelie, I hope you won't be offended if I ask." Emery said, which ma
Amelie's heart skipped a beat as she pulled back the blanket covering her body. Not a single piece of clothing clung to her body. She hurriedly cleaned herself up after her struggle with Jonathan last night.Under the shower that splashed her body with water, Amelie closed her eyes. She recalled the events of last night and cursed herself for easily letting Jonathan enjoy her body. 'Stupid, stupid Amelie, what if he leaves you again after this? Why didn't I ask him to wear protection last night?' Amelie's mind began to worry. Her hands slowly squeezed her wet hair until the pain of the tugging was felt.She shook her head, trying to dismiss all possibilities and prejudices against Jonathan. But the more she tried to dismiss them, the more brutally those prejudices attacked her head. ....................."Amelie, are you up early?" Jonathan blinked his eyes as he found Amelie just coming out of the bathroom with wet hair. The time was 04:35. Why was she taking a shower this early?
It was a very happy day for Axel. He could spend the weekend with his parents in the places he loved, something that had always been a dream of his since he often questioned his father's whereabouts."Dad, do you know? Today I'm so happy to be able to go on an excursion with my parents." Axel muttered on the way home. A moment after that, Axel yawned, and slowly his eyes closed.Jonathan stroked Axel's head as he sat on Amelie's lap, with one hand on the steering wheel. "I'm very happy too, sweetheart. We can have a three-day weekend after such a long day." Amelie smiled. She silently agreed that she felt the same way."He's asleep, Jo," Amelie whispered as she stroked Axel's head. The hair she was holding had grown longer; as Amelie recalled, it was only two months ago that she took Axel to the barbershop.The wheels continued to roll, and as Amelie looked out the window, she realized that it wasn't the way home. She refrained from asking; perhaps Jonathan wanted to buy something b
Amelie woke up and was surprised to find that her body position had changed. Amelie and Jonathan had their arms around each other. She immediately threw off Jonathan's burly arms that were hugging her body. "How can you hug me that easily? You pervert," Amelie grumbled as she walked to the toilet. The sound of the water tap and the cold temperature of the water touching her skin instantly brought her full consciousness back. She stared at her reflection in the mirror. Amelie patted her face and instantly groaned as the pats stung."Aw!" The pain she felt made her realize that the night she had spent with Jonathan was not a dream; it was a reality. Even the slap on her cheek left a red mark. Amelie's eyes were closed, with both hands supporting her body on the edge of the sink. A question that niggled at her heart arose. Was meeting Jonathan again a destiny?Amelie sighed as she walked back to her room. But when she arrived at the door, she heard Jonathan talking to someone on the