"Not only have we met, but we've also been together..."
"Oh, not you again..." She shook her head, not believing him.
"You're taking my words as a joke, but I'm dead serious. If you remember, you'll remember. I'm Kevin."
"Okay, okay, I know you, Mr. Johnson." She smiled.
Kevin shook his head with a sad smile.
He stopped the car right in front of the villa gate.
Yohan, standing on the balcony, caught sight of the car. Soon, a man stepped out of the car and opened the door for a beautiful woman. The fire in Yohan's heart burned even hotter upon seeing them together.
Sara shivered as she got out of the car, holding her chest to keep warm.
Kevin took off his blazer and placed it on her shoulders. She smiled at him gratefully, "Thank you, but it's not mine."
"Where you forgot your coat, your coat is right there. If you want it back, you'll have to come get it yourself."
"Alright, fine. Now come inside, go see Yohan."
Yohan awoke as the first light of morning filtered in. He was momentarily surprised to find himself sleeping on the couch in the living room. As he looked around, he noticed the scattered and broken items, and his gaze fell upon the torn pieces of cloth. They belonged to Sara's dress... Everything came rushing back to him. He hurriedly opened the door and surveyed the outside. The cold breeze made him realize that it had snowed last night. Where could Sara be, wearing that torn dress in the freezing cold? Then his eyes landed on his shoes, and he noticed a few frozen drops of blood nearby. Perhaps she was gone. Filled with desperation, he prepared to leave for the company. However, when he opened the garage to take the car, he was left speechless. In a corner, lying on the ground in her torn dress, lay the unconscious form of Sara. It seemed she had spent the entire night there, in the cold. Removing his blazer, he approached her."Sara," his voice trembled with guilt.
"You should come knocking on my door," Sara retorted."I don't see a reason to come knocking in your room. By the way, how did it feel to be insulted by Uncle once again?""What do you want?" Sara wasn't in the mood for his nonsense."No matter how hard you try to change him, he'll always be the same. Stubborn, rude, and grumpy.""Whatever he is, he's my husband.""But he doesn't even know...""That doesn't change the truth.""Then why don't you tell him? Are you scared that he'll hate you even more?"Sara lowered her head.Neel looked at her intently, "Sara, I'm not here to mock your situation. Just think, what haven't you done for him? And what has he given you in return, apart from humiliation and torture?"Sara stared back at him firmly, "I don't need to tell you what he has given me. Don't talk to me about this."Neel sighed, his hands in his pockets, "If you're waiting for his memory to come back, it'
Yohan's heart skipped a beat when he saw her.Swallowing hard, Sara glanced at Natalie and Bruno, then lowered her gaze.Natalie quickly jumped up from the couch, approaching her. "Sara, let's set the table together. Teach me your perfect table-setting skills."Natalie grabbed Sara's hand and pulled her toward the dining hall. Shooting Yohan a quick glance, Sara left with Natalie, and Yohan took a deep breath."Natalie is pissed at you. She won't let you see Sara for even a second."Yohan nodded as he stood up. "I know."But after catching a glimpse of her, he felt a sense of relief."Where's Neel at?" Yohan asked."He hasn't come back yet.""That guy can't even show up at the office regularly. Maybe it's better to send him abroad again."Bruno froze upon hearing Yohan's words. Had he regained his memories?"Ricky, you..."Before Bruno could finish his sentence, Natalie interjected, "Dinner's ready." T
"I can't bear to see you suffer, Yohan. I... I feel so helpless. But I'll go to any lengths to see you happy. I made that promise to you a long time ago. I've given my life to you and I'll do anything for your happiness. If you don't want me to be in front of you, I won't be. I won't force myself on you," she sobbed."Sara..."He leaned towards her, his hands gently cupping her face in his warm palms. The intensity in his eyes softened as he looked deeply into her tear-filled gaze.“I know I messed up. I can't explain why I feel the need to push you away. It's like I'm at war with myself, and everything feels out of control."Sara could see the fear in his eyes, and her heart ached for him. She gently pressed his head against her chest, allowing him to release his heavy breaths. She understood the mental turmoil he was experiencing, and she wanted to provide him with comfort and support.Closing his eyes, Yohan held onto her tightly. The warmth o
What was she doing with Kevin in a compromising state in the suite?The questions drove him mad, and he called his assistant, Nolan, to get some answers.When Nolan entered the cabin, he immediately noticed the strong smell of alcohol and covered his nose momentarily. Seeing Yohan sitting near the bar counter, drinking and smoking, made Nolan gulp nervously."I need answers, and if you hide anything this time, you'll pay the price with your life," Yohan said, his voice filled with anger.Hearing this, Nolan became stressed. "Sir...""Is Sara my wife?" Yohan asked.The Dixon family had gone to great lengths to hide this truth from Yohan, so how did he find out?"Yes, sir," Nolan replied honestly, unable to lie."Why didn't I know this until now?" Yohan questioned."Madam didn't want you to know, Sir. But she..."Yohan interrupted Nolan by knocking things off the counter in a fit of rage.Nolan trembled in fe
Bruno placed a comforting hand on Natalie's shoulder. "Natalie, he's not well enough to handle your scolding right now. Save your anger for when he gets discharged.""You never say anything to him. I'll be the one to get angry!""Your anger flows like water. It never stays!" Bruno teased.Sara smiled, shaking her head at their sweet quarrel.Yohan's gaze shifted to the door as if he was eagerly waiting for someone. Noticing his longing look, Natalie and Bruno exchanged glances."Sara is waiting outside. Should I call her in?" Natalie asked."Tell her never to come in front of me again!" Yohan replied coldly.Sara's smile vanished upon hearing Yohan's words. Natalie and Bruno exchanged concerned looks."Sara is the one who saved you last night," Bruno said gently."I don't care," Yohan muttered, closing his eyes.Bruno and Natalie stood up and left the room, but Sara was nowhere to be seen. It seemed she had heard
Sara returned to the villa, and as usual, Bruno and Natalie were in the hall watching a drama. When Natalie saw Sara, she stood up with a smile."Oh, you're here! Go freshen up quickly and join us for dinner."But Sara didn't respond. She walked towards her room, her eyes fixed, and her ears seemingly deaf to any sound. Natalie exchanged a concerned look with Bruno, who also stood up."Sara," Bruno called out.Sara stopped, tears welling up in her eyes. Natalie hurried over to her in a state of worry."Sara, darling, what's wrong? What happened? Why aren't you speaking? Tell us, my child, what's the matter?"Natalie shook her, holding Sara's delicate shoulders. Slowly, Sara lifted her red and swollen eyes and looked at Natalie."Everything's ruined," she whispered."Sara..."Sara Owen proceeded straight into her room at a slow pace, and Natalie clung to Bruno's arm, crying."Bruno... Did you see her? What the hell
Sara approached Nolan and glanced at the elders. She picked up the file and proceeded to sign all the papers. Handing the file over to Nolan, she wore a gentle smile and said, "I've signed without checking the papers because I have complete trust in him. Let him know that I'll do whatever he says. I won't appear in front of him anymore. But before that, I want to see him one last time.""Sara," Natalie stood up from the couch and reached out to hold Sara's weak hand."What are you talking about? You're his wife. You should be by his side at all times.""He knows the truth, Aunt."Bruno and Natalie were shocked.Tears welled up in Sara's eyes. "He knows that I'm his wife. And if he wants me to stay away from him even after knowing this, it means he genuinely doesn't want me in his life.""You can't do this, Sara.""Aunt, I made a promise to keep him happy. Whether he's with me or not, his happiness is my priority.""He doesn't e
"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..