Alex's POV"Everything's fucked up because of that asshole Ethan!" I sighed heavily, releasing all the frustration I felt in my chest.My head was full of things that I was tired of. I thought about it, kept thinking about it, but couldn't find a way to solve it. Right now, I feel like I'm in the corner of the room with Ethan and Sarah backing me into a corner, and I have no way out because they're blocking my way by getting in front of me.The only way I had was to pull Sarah into that corner to be with me and I would be safe, not only would I be able to move freely but I would have a way to leave, but the problem was, Sarah was in Ethan's arms. That jerk was holding her tightly and controlling her, making it hopeless for me to shake him.I heaved my breath heavily backward, dropping my head to rest on the shoulder of the chair I was sitting on. "Even the air on this veranda still makes me claustrophobic." Ever since I felt stuffy, my chest felt like it was being squeezed by somethin
Alex's pov"Ah, my hand." I pulled on my arm, which felt numb from being Emily's back to sleep. I gently lifted her head from my arm and laid it on the pillow.At the same time, I heard the sound of approaching steps and then the door of my room opened firmly, startling Emily who woke up immediately at the sound, she looked at me in confusion, then looked towards the door where mom appeared there with her dark face holding angry and unfriendly.The middle-aged woman looked at me with a sharp gaze. "Alex, Emily, what are you doing in this place?" she asked in a voice that she was forced not to shout. I knew that my mother was holding in her frustration.She must have felt furious but couldn't vent it because Emily was there. But Emily, who was beside me, didn't seem bothered at all by that sight. "What's wrong, Mom? We're a couple. It's normal for us to spend time together."I rolled my eyeballs in another direction and then closed them. I didn't know whether Emily was insensitive or i
Alex's Pov"Mom, is it possible that he knows about it? Is it possible that Uncle knows that we have to have Sarah's child to have a claim on her inheritance?" I just thought about that. It wasn't impossible if he knew about it and thought this was the opportunity he had been waiting for.She had acted as if she was not interested, continuing to pretend until the opportunity came to her, and she changed her situation. The reason why he was suddenly interested was apparent. It was all because he felt that he could control Sarah well."Argh..." I clucked irritably while rubbing my nape roughly and exited my bed. "What are you doing making such strange conditions?" I stood before my mother wearing only pants while my top was still scattered on the floor.From what I could see, my mom was thinking about it with a severe face. Perhaps she also didn't expect Ethan to know this. I'm sure he got the same inheritance reading as us, but the part where only Sarah was chosen to mediate the birth
Sarah’s povI stepped carefully down the stairs, turning towards the kitchen to make the tea that I would enjoy alone. When my eyes found Ethan sitting out there, I added water to the teapot to brew enough for two cups of tea.While waiting for the water to boil, I prepared two cups on a tray and the accompanying cookies. I arranged them neatly, and then I was silent, stretching my arms on the edge of the kitchen table while looking at Ethan's back, sitting in the back garden."Is he busy working?" I muttered, watching him, craning my neck. I looked to the side to see what exactly he was doing, and I saw that he was sitting on his laptop. "So he's working on something?" My eyes shifted from the man, checking on the teapot that started making noise from the boiling water.I gently lifted the teapot, poured the contents into both glasses with the same contents, and then stirred them. Carrying it along with the tray from there, heading to the same place Ethan was sitting. "You don't mind
Sarah's pov"Talking about us?" My heart automatically pounded more noisily than before. Something inside of me erupted, turning my excitement into something more intense. As if spurred on by something, I was pounding with excitement but also questioning.What does this man want to ask me?I stared at him intently, noticing every curve and line of his face, including his smile that was still sweetly perched on the corners of his lips, even though it was only slightly raised. Something that made me marvel at her charm.My eyebrows moved to dispel my awkwardness of being silent and watching him as he nodded in response to my question. "What is there to talk about us?"About us. Why do I now feel it taboo to mention it with my mouth as if it's unusual and so out of the ordinary? For a moment, I was excited because there was the word we between him and me? It's just that I clearly remember why the word we could be mentioned by her was based on cooperation between us, nothing less and noth
Sarah’s POvThat afternoon was a weekend when I was free from my work routine. After breakfast this morning, I went upstairs to my room and did what I wanted. In between, I was a bit lazy by lying on my bed, which always called me to be on it, and snuggling with the blanket. If I look at the cloudy weather outside, it's like it's giving me an excuse to keep hiding under the blanket. "It's fine, I don't have any urgent work either," I muttered, giving myself a reason to relax. There was nothing that really urged me to move anyway. The matter of my divorce was even just pending in the next week.What happened that day and afterward, I wanted to plan only after the verdict to be more relieved and feel free with my completely changed status. But the knock on the door that came to my ears made my body move from the middle of the bed and get off. "Yes, just a moment." My voice answered her as I walked over to the door and straightened my hair. "What's wrong?" I asked the man behind the doo
Sarah’s PoV"You want us to have a date at this place?" I chuckled in front of him. We were in front of a movie theatre crowded on weekends by couples of all ages.I don't know how many times I've seen several pairs of people holding hands while walking with happy facial expressions, looking sweet together, walking with their laughter and jokes. It's not that I'm jealous, it's just that I feel a bit strange imagining myself doing the same thing with them, but the difference is that they are living the relationship sincerely, while I'm just pretending, but it has to be convincing.I don't know how. It was too awkward for me to force myself to do all that. Moreover, I really had no experience dating anyone. With Alex? The times he took my hand while walking together were the only times when people were watching, and even then, he looked like someone who was forced to hold me. Why did I only notice that expression now? After all this time? What a fool I was."Yes, why is there a problem?
Sarah’s POVI smiled at the thought of Donna, earlier when she saw Ethan ,she complimented him on his amazing looks, but what would happen? What would she say, and what would her reaction be if she found out that Ethan was the boss at work, the man whose rumours were talked about by all the office employees, the person she considered disabled.He would have been shocked, perhaps frozen in place, speechless, or even in disbelief. "You know Donna?" I turned to the man again as I led him out of the café since we were done there."Your friend from earlier?" He pulled my hand back into his grip.I nodded my head while walking out of the cafe. "Yes, but other than that, she's also your employee at the office." I noticed that the man was silent and just listening without any meaningful expression on his face except that he was listening and watching his surroundings while I was walking as if anticipating something that might approach and intrude on me. "You didn't know that?"He nodded. "I k