A mixture of anger, frustration, and sadness surged within her. "Well then, die."
Sara ended the call abruptly. She blocked his number once more.
Unbeknownst to Sara, the weight of her few words would bear heavy consequences on Yohan, who was grappling with the turmoil of bipolar disorder.
As the call ended, a chilling silence enveloped Yohan's surroundings. The weight of Sara's words hung heavily in the air, echoing in his mind. The space around him felt suffocating, and the desperation to escape from the pain became overwhelming. His gaze wandered restlessly around the room. Then, a glint caught his attention – the gleam of a fruit knife nestled amidst a basket of fruits on the table. The knife seemed to beckon to him, a dark temptation that held a dangerous allure. With unsteady steps, Yohan moved towards the table. His palms were clammy, and he wiped his damp face with the back of his trembling hand. The weight of his anguish pressed down on him, each
It was around ten o'clock in the night when Kevin and Sara arrived at October villa. Kevin hadn't informed Sara about the incident, keeping her in the dark.Ryan was at the bar counter in the living room, nursing a drink and a cigarette. Upon seeing Kevin and Sara, he stubbed out his cigarette and approached them.Worried, Kevin inquired, "Where is he?"Ryan's voice was heavy, "He's in his room, unconscious. The doctor has come and bandaged his wrist, but he's lost a lot of blood. He's in a weak state."Sara, oblivious to the situation, asked hesitantly, "Wrist bandage?""He attempted suicide," Ryan revealed, and a wave of realization swept over Sara. She remembered the heated exchange she had with Yohan on the phone."You should go see him," Ryan suggested. Sara glanced at Kevin, seeking his approval. Observing her clenched fists, a sign of her stress, Kevin nodded.Sara rushed to the master bedroom, leaving Kevin standing there with
Inside the master bedroom, Sara Owen gently arranged the blanket around Yohan's form. He was in slumber.A soft sound signalled someone's entrance into the room. Turning around, she met Kevin's red-rimmed eyes. His hands were tucked into his pockets, and his intense gaze was fixed on Yohan's sleeping figure. Slowly, he approached, his eyes still clouded with shadows. His attention shifted to Yohan's bandaged wrist."How is he?" he inquired quietly."It took a lot to make him sleep after giving him the medicines," Sara replied."Let's go," Kevin stated, his grip on her wrist urging her to follow him. Sara offered no resistance; her place was beside her husband.The journey home was shrouded in silence, an unspoken understanding hanging in the air.Upon arriving home, Kevin stepped out of the car and strode straight to the villa, his determined pace leaving Sara watching his retreating figure. As she entered the bedroom, she found Kevin standi
As the morning light filtered into the room, Sara's eyes fluttered open, only to find Kevin already dressed and preparing for his day at the office. She sat up hesitantly, her gaze fixed on his back as he seemed engrossed in checking his emails on his mobile device. Before she could utter a word, his voice broke the silence."Go with the driver to October villa."Sara's lips parted as if to call out to him, but he swiftly left the room, his departure leaving her with a sense of unease.As Sara Owen stepped into the October villa, she found Yohan Dixon peacefully asleep. The soft creak of the door caught his attention, and his eyes fluttered open, immediately meeting hers. Relief seemed to wash over him, a heavy sigh escaping his lips.Sara's tender smile graced her lips as she greeted him, "Good morning." She walked over to the curtains, activating the remote control to let the morning light stream in. Yohan, weak from his ordeal, slowly rose from the bed
After Tom had finished dressing Yohan's wounds, he provided instructions, "These wounds will heal in a few days. Just take it easy, no strenuous activities. And don't forget your medicines."Sara assisted Yohan in taking his medicines, and then Tom turned to her, "Will you be around to look after him?"Sara nodded, "Yes, I'll be here.""That's good. He'll recover faster with someone taking care of him. I'll be back in the evening.""Thank you.”As soon as the nurse left, Yohan's gaze shifted to Sara.Tucking the blanket around him, Sara turned to leave, but he caught her wrist gently. She glanced at her wrist and then sat beside him."You need rest," she urged.Yohan's grip on her wrist remained firm, "I need you here."She sighed, "Yohan, I have work. I promise, I'll be back in the evening."He shook his head.She continued, "I have to go to the office. I promise I'll come back in lunchtime."
"I know you love me just as much as I love you. Why are you tormenting yourself?""Go to sleep, Yohan. I need to go back." She wiped her tears and started walking towards the villa. Yohan grabbed her wrist, stopping her with a desperate shout of "No," his grip firm."Let go of my hand, Yohan. Please..."He pulled her back into his embrace, burying his face in her neck."Why are you leaving? Huh? Don't you like how I touch you?""Don't do this, Yohan. Kevin must be waiting for me."He began pressing kisses onto her skin, his lips tracing along her exposed shoulder as he gently tugged off her coat."You're not going anywhere.""Yohan... I am Kevin's wife.""No...""Yohan, please... release me. Kevin...""Kevin, Kevin, Kevin!" He yelled wildly, causing her to tremble."Why are you so eager to go back to him? Do you enjoy getting fucked by him?"Sara froze, the reality of arguing with someone in a
"That's why I want to remain perpetually drunk. A chain smoker, rude and dangerous enough to send nature quaking with my anger.""You're good, Kevin. Why would you want to turn bad?""Because then maybe you could love me," he stated, his gaze locking onto hers. Sara felt herself freeze."If I became like Ricky, would you love me?"He grinned, then moved to lay on the bed. Staring at the chandelier, his face grew pale. Sara joined him, sitting at the edge of the bed, and he looked at her."I'm sorry, Sara. I can't be bad. I won't torment you like Ricky did, even if you don't return my love."Sara gripped his palm, lost for words.“Kevin…”Kevin shut his eyes."Today, I had sex with you without knowing your consent," he confessed, his voice weighed down by regret. "I couldn't bear the thought of you doing it with Ricky after our marriage, hidden from me. I'm not putting blame on you. Love can blur the li
Sara had decided to stay at October villa and work. In the afternoon, when Yohan napped after lunch and Tom was leaving after giving him medicines, Sara and Tom chatted."Thanks." She smiled.Tom nodded. "He was asking about you when he woke up. I was kinda lost, so I said you went to get the bouquet for him.""Nice save. At least he didn't freak out this time.""He's okay this time. As long as he's on those sleeping pills, he's manageable. The real challenge will be when he sleeps without them, and his sleep breaks any moment, and he starts looking for you.""I know that day's not far off. But I'm stuck with commitments.""I can't figure out these relationship things. Mr. Johnson is alright with you sticking around Mr. Dixon? Sorry, but how's that even possible?"Sara stared at the master bedroom door, her throat dry."I'll be back in the evening. Bye." Tom sighed, then left.Sara's phone rang, and she saw that it was K
Yohan flicked the ash from his cigarette into the tray and replied coldly, "You didn't remember anything from the orphanage, that's why I never wanted to tell you the truth."Sara Owen's heart tightened with fear.Could he be the boy she faintly recalled from her time at the orphanage?In an unexpected move, Sara embraced Yohan from behind. Yohan's movements froze, his hand suspended in mid-air, cigarette forgotten. He looked down at Sara's hands resting on his strong chest and swallowed hard.Tears streaming down, Sara sobbed, "You can't imagine how much I've longed for you. From my time at the orphanage, the only memory I have is of you. You shouldn't have hidden such a significant truth from me."Yohan discarded his cigarette in the ashtray and held her in his arms, resting his chin on top of her head."You were the only reason I stayed at that orphanage. After you vanished, I ran away from there and went searching for you like a man poss
"How... How is that possible? I remember, we chatted the morning I got attacked. You were the one telling me the baby was all healthy. What the hell happened?" "Maybe it's just my rotten luck, Jemma. But seeing you with Sunny, I can't help but be grateful you made it through and had a healthy baby." "Oh, Jia..." Jemma enveloped her in a tight hug, both women clinging to each other as tears flowed freely. Meanwhile, Noah reached the October Villa. As he approached, Yohan shot him a glare colder than a snowstorm. "Dad... Mom..." Noah greeted them, his eyes darting around to gauge the situation. Sunny was playing with Yohan. Noah swallowed hard, sensing trouble. "How can you be so careless, Jimmy? Why'd you let Jemma come here alone at this hour? You know the danger's not over yet," Sara scolded, her tone edged with worry. "Mom, I didn't want her to come, but she insisted..." "You're avoiding the situation, Jimmy. You can't change the past, but you shouldn't be dodging what's happ
"Jimmy, it's been days. I want to see her and the baby. What's the big deal?"He sighed, "I promise, we'll go later. I just need to sort some things out first."Jemma, growing more anxious, insisted, "But I've been waiting, Jimmy. I can't wait any longer. What's going on?"Noah, worried about her mental state, softened his tone, "Listen, babe. Trust me, I'll take you to see Jia, okay? I don't want to rush into things."Jemma, feeling a pang of doubt, couldn't hold back, "Are you hiding something from me? Why won't you just take me?""No, Jemma, it's not like that.""Jimmy..." her eyes turned tearful."Okay. I'll take you out to dinner tonight, at October Villa. Jia's staying there, and we can see her afterward. Deal?"Jemma hesitated for a moment, then agreed, "Okay, dinner it is. But you better not forget about it.Noah smiled, relieved that he had managed to divert her attention, "I won't. Now, let me get going, okay?"Jemma agreed, watching him leave for the office. As the door clo
Noah trudged back from work, the day's burdens still hanging on his shoulders. Opening the bedroom door, he caught sight of Jemma singing a lullaby to Sunny in her sweet voice. Emotions surged within him, and he quietly closed the door, not wanting to disturb their tender moment.Sinking into the living room couch, Noah leaned back with a heavy sigh. Guilt and regret enveloped him as he grappled with the reality of their situation. Conflicting emotions swirled as he recognised the joy in Jemma's happiness but couldn't shake the haunting feeling that everything was amiss.Jemma placed Sunny in the cot and, on her way to the kitchen for water, found Noah sitting in the dimly lit living room, a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whisky in the other. She touched his shoulder, and he opened his eyes, extinguishing the cigarette and placing the glass on the table."Tired?" she asked.Noah sighed deeply, rubbing the gap between his eyes. "Is Sunny asleep?"Jemma nodded, her palm on his che
The next morning dawned, casting a feeble light across the hospital room. The oxygen mask, a constant companion in her struggle for breath, had been removed, leaving her vulnerable in the stark hospital room.As Jemma slowly opened her eyes, the sterile scent of the hospital greeted her senses. Her gaze fell on Noah, sitting at the edge of the bed, his face etched with a mixture of exhaustion and sorrow. Desperation flickered in her eyes, and as she tried to speak, her voice emerged as a raspy whisper, "Jimmy... where's our baby?"Noah's heart clenched at the question, the weight of the unspoken truth hanging heavily in the air. He hesitated, avoiding her gaze, and gently urged, "Jemma, just take it easy. You need to rest."But Jemma, fueled by a mother's instinct and the gnawing fear that something was amiss, persisted, "Jimmy, please, where's our baby? Why won't you tell me?"His throat tightened with the burden of the truth he wasn't ready to share. Trying to divert her attention,
In the quiet aftermath, the doctor delivered a bittersweet message – Jia had given birth to a healthy baby boy, and she was fine. The family found themselves torn between joy for the new life and grief for the loss of Jemma's child. The terrace became a haven for Noah, who stood near the railing, his hands tucked into his pockets, gazing into the vast darkness.Jacob approached silently, standing beside him.Noah's shoulders slumped, burdened by the weight of the night. Understanding the unspoken unrest, Jacob placed a hand on Noah's shoulder."It's tough, Jimmy," Jacob finally said.Noah remained silent, still lost in the abyss of his thoughts."It's okay, Jimmy. It's not your mistake." Jacob added."You shouldn't have brought Jia here," Noah mumbled."I couldn't lie to her, and... I couldn't stop her," Jacob replied."How's she?" Noah asked, his voice strained."She's fine. Delivery went smoothly, not too hard on her. It's life.""How's the baby?" Noah's voice caught in his throat.
On a lovely evening, Jemma, bored at home, craved ice cream. Spontaneously, she called her driver and headed to the best ice cream spot. The cool sweetness lifted her spirits, turning a mundane evening into a delight.As Jemma indulged in her favourite ice cream, she decided to tease Noah, ignoring his earlier warnings about venturing out alone. Clueless about the impending twist in her evening, she initiated a video call, capturing the picturesque scene of her enjoying the sweet treat.Noah's face lit up when he saw Jemma's call, and his initial joy was evident as he glimpsed her savouring the ice cream. A smile played on his lips. However, his expression shifted when he noticed the unfamiliar surroundings and the people bustling behind her.Concern etched across his face, Noah interrupted her playful banter. "Jemma, where are you? You're not at home, are you?" he asked, his voice betraying a mix of worry and irritation.Jemma, still in her carefree mood, laughed, "Relax, Jimmy! Just
Yohan looked straight into her eyes, "Your mother didn't make a mistake giving birth to you and your brother. Being a mother ain't a mistake. The real mistake is not being able to bring a child into the world. And you didn't make a mistake wanting to bring life into this world."Jia lowered her head, tears welling up."He's a good guy. I'm proud of you."Jia rested her head on his shoulder, and he tightened his grip on her hand, patting it with his other hand."Jimmy's mad at him, not at you or your child. They're buddies. They'll figure it out.""Thanks, Dad."…Noah stepped out of the bathroom, catching sight of Jemma massaging her own feet. With a quick stride, he approached her."What are you doing? Lie down," he insisted, guiding her to lean back onto the bed. Noah grabbed a cushion, placing it behind her for support. Carefully, he lifted her leg, settling it on his thigh, and started massaging it gently.Jemma looked at him deeply, a gentle smile playing on her lips, radiating w
"Jimmy, just hear me out. It's true. It's Jacob, but...""I don't want to hurt you. Back off," he warned, and Sara covered her mouth in shock at the revelation."Mom, get her out of here," Noah yelled at his stunned mother. Jemma wasn't giving up, clinging to his arms to stop him."Jimmy, please... don't be so furious. At least try to understand. We can talk.""Jemma..." his dark eyes sent shivers down her spine, and she realized the magnitude of his anger.In the bedroom, as Jia and Jacob heard Noah's furious voice, Jia clutched Jacob's hand in fear. "Jacob...""Don't worry, I'll talk to him. Let me go.""No... no... please... please, Jacob..."Jacob gently released his hand from her grip and stepped out of the bedroom. Noah caught sight of him, and his anger surged."Freaking scoundrel!" Ignoring Jemma, he shoved her aside and lunged at Jacob."Jimmy... Jimmy..." Jemma screamed, almost drowned out by the chaos.Jacob attempted, "Jimmy, let's talk, okay.""I'll kill you!" But Noah un
"You won't do anything to him, brother. Please..." Jia approached him in fear."I'll kill that coward, Jia," Noah gritted his teeth, eyes blazing with anger."He's not a coward, brother.""This is pure cowardice. Who the hell leaves you in such a condition?" he shouted angrily."No brother, don't do anything to him. Please... he was going to tell you...""When? After the baby's born? It's been seven fucking months, Jia!" he screamed, shaking her. Jemma approached Jia, holding her shoulders, and said to Noah, "Jimmy, don't scare her. We can talk calmly.""I'm warning you, Jemma. Ask her who he is or get her ready to see his dead body in twenty-four hours."Saying that, he stormed out of the apartment furiously, leaving everyone shocked and scared. Jia sobbed, holding Jemma's hands, "Jemma... please... tell brother not to do anything to him... please... Jemma...""Calm down... calm down, Jia... don't cry... I'll talk to him."Jia rushed to Sara, stumbling into her legs, "Mom... please..