Sara honked at the person, but there was no movement. She thought the person might be dead or unconscious. She got out of the car and approached the person. Bending down, she pressed the person's shoulder. "Hello. Are you okay?" The person was lying face down. It was a man, and Sara was unsure of how to help him. She reached for her mobile phone and was about to dial for an ambulance when the person lying on the road suddenly jerked her mobile phone away and stood up, gripping her. Sara got scared and struggled to break free.
"Who are you? Let me go!" she demanded.
"Pretty woman, don't you know you shouldn't stop your car in such a remote area? I could have been a ghost," the man said with a laugh. Sara turned her head and looked back at the car. Noah was still inside. Two more persons appeared, and one of them held the door handle, preventing Noah from getting out.
"What do you want?" Sara glared at the man gripping her.
The man looked her up and down an
The doctors patched them up. When Sara left the doctor's office, she found Yohan standing in Noah's room, watching him getting fixed up. It warmed her heart. She noticed Yohan's bloody hand and back, but he didn't seem to care. He didn't even go to see her; he was here for her son. She could feel how worried he was about Noah.The doctor told Yohan, "His wound's gonna heal up real quick. No need to fret." After the doctor left, Yohan perched on the edge of the bed, gazing at Noah for a bit before ruffling his hair."Does it hurt, buddy?" he asked."Nope, uncle," Noah replied, shaking his head. Yohan took him on his lap, and the little guy rested his head on Yohan's strong chest, clinging to him and shutting his eyes. Yohan sighed, hugging him tight."Are you hungry?" Yohan asked."No, uncle.""Sleepy?""Nuh-uh.""Why're you so sad?"Noah wondered, "What were those people doing to mommy?"Yohan explained, "They wer
"I'm good, Uncle. I've been waiting for you. Why'd you take so long? I missed you." "Didn't I call you every day?" "Not enough. I want you to drop me off in the morning, walk with me in the evening, and let me sit on your lap and chat." "Didn't your mom do all that for you?" "Mommy's always busy on her computer." "Computer?" Yohan gave Sara a questioning look. Sara explained, "I started working as a freelancer. I thought..." Yohan interrupted, his tone cold, "Your top priority is taking care of Jimmy." He then left the music class with Noah, leaving Sara feeling hurt by his attitude. Yohan took them to a restaurant for dinner. While Yohan and Noah chatted away, Sara couldn't help but listen in. It was clear he was giving her the cold shoulder. He'd been gone a month, and not a single question about how she was feeling. He didn't seem to care about what she wanted to eat or how much. All he was focused on was wha
"If he wants to leave me, I won't stop him. I'll answer every one of his questions, even if he misunderstands me. It's his right to know the truth. And it's my duty to love him," Yohan responded firmly."By loving him, you'll ruin him too," Sara taunted."I'll burn down any ruin that comes his way," Yohan declared, staring into her eyes as if he were giving her a warning.He moved closer to her, trapping her between his arms near her ears. "Stop thinking that by pretending to hate me, you'll make me believe you don't love me. I won't buy it. You're too cowardly to accept it."He smirked, and Sara nervously swallowed. Yohan held her chin and said, "You're suffering because you don't have my attention. You won't deny that."Sara attempted to leave, but he held her firmly, pushing her into a corner.The rain was relentless, and she shivered from the cold.His shirt's top buttons were undone, revealing his attractive chest, water cascadin
"Then, why are you mad at me till now?" Yohan questioned."Those days can't be brought back, Yohan. Everything has changed.""But it all looks the same to me. This villa, where I sit with your love weighing on my heart, where you're still unsure about me, the same sky, stars, and the same moon..."Sara glanced at him, "And Jimmy?""I have no problem if he calls me 'father.'"Sara held back her emotions. She couldn't say that Yohan was Noah's real father."But he can't be Noah Dixon from Noah Johnson, Yohan. I'll get tired of answering his questions when he points fingers at me.""He'll also have questions when he finds out that after our divorce, you married his father and, after his death, you continued living with me without marrying me. People will gossip, and he'll ask questions.""I can tell him that his love for you kept me here," Sara lowered her head."What about me? Will I still long for you?""Yohan..."
"Why not? You have plenty of wine in your collection. Can't I have a few glasses?""Not more than your capacity.""No... I..."Yohan confiscated her glass and placed it on the counter. They both gazed at the serene pool.Sara hugged herself and said, "Whenever I see a pool, I remember that evening when... you took me out for dinner for the first time. It was a beautiful night. You held my hand, fed me delicious food, and I shared things about my childhood that I'd never told anyone. And the way we ended up in the pool while kissing..."She looked at him and asked, "Had you already fallen for me back then?"Yohan couldn't pinpoint exactly when he started liking her. Every time he reminisced about the past, he concluded that he'd liked her from the beginning.Sara smiled wistfully, "That night, you discovered my fear of pools, and you put an end to it forever. You taught me how to swim. How childish it was!"Yohan smirked and dow
Yohan understood Noah's morning routine well, and he knew that Sara was still sleeping in the master bedroom. He knelt and gently held Noah's shoulder, saying, "Your mommy isn't in her bedroom."Noah's smile disappeared, replaced by a fearful look. "Where is she? She doesn't usually wake up at this time. Where did she go?"Yohan sighed and explained, "You remember how last night I had to break down her bedroom door?"Noah nodded."I offered her to sleep in my room.""But when did you sleep, then?""I..." Yohan paused and then admitted, "I had some work to take care of last night. So, I didn't get any sleep."Upon hearing this, Noah's smile returned. He went to kiss his mother, and then the two of them headed to the gym and jogging area. When they returned, they didn't smell the delicious aroma of food being prepared. This made Noah worry, thinking that his mother might be fee
The villa was dimly lit.Sara couldn't help but worry when she noticed his trembling hands. She wondered if he had taken drugs again.Yohan lit a cigarette and smoked deeply, then he glanced towards the door of her bedroom, wearing a wry smile as if luck wasn't on his side. He then headed to the gym, causing Sara to furrow her brow in concern. It wasn't his usual time for working out. She reached the gym's entrance and heard the forceful thuds of his fists against the punching bag, which soon led to his hands getting bloody.Sara couldn't contain her worry, knowing that Yohan struggled with bipolar disorder, and provoking him could be dangerous for his well-being. She entered the gym, and when she saw the blood on the floor and the battered punching bag, her eyes widened in shock. It was clear that he was deeply disturbed.She rushed over to him, pleading, "Yohan, please stop… Don’t do this."Angrily, he pushed her. His strength was am
The next day, Yohan awoke from a long slumber, finding himself on the couch in his bedroom. His hands were wrapped in bandages, and there was a faint scent of blood in the air. He rubbed his temples, feeling the effects of a hangover. He checked the time on his mobile phone and was surprised to see it was already eleven o'clock.Yohan emerged from his bedroom and spotted Sara busy with her laptop. Their eyes met, and she hesitated before closing the laptop and getting up. Yohan approached her slowly, and then he glanced at the bandage on her forehead. It had a cartoon character printed on it. Yohan realized that Noah must have put it there in the morning for Sara."I'll get you some lemonade," Sara said in a hushed tone.Yohan simply nodded and watched her as she walked into the kitchen, still feeling a bit dazed. He returned to his bedroom, standing by the curtain with his hands in his pockets.Sara slowly opened the door and entered, holding a glass of