“You buy this much? Do you have a guest?” the white-haired woman behind the counter muttered as Adam put down the shopping basket. Hearing the lady's comment, the man's eyebrows arched up. He himself didn’t know the reason. But, after a moment of silence, he shook his head. "I just want to eat more." "Well, well. It’s impossible that a cannibal like you have a friend,” the store owner grumbled before starting to calculate the price. While waiting, Adam turned his head toward the glass door. Seeing Amber was busy writing in a book, his lips curled up. “What will happen if that woman finds out the truth? Will she kneel in front of me? Should I confess?” Adam thought but didn’t realize that he had addicted to playing with Amber. "If she returns to the cottage, she can be a good entertainment." Suddenly, two teenage girls pushed the door. After entering, one of them whispered, "Ella, isn't that woman Amber Lim?" In an instant, Adam glanced and sharpened his hearing. “Amber Lim? Who
With a flat expression, Adam surveyed the items lying on the floor—a bottle of milk in the grocery bag, half of a bread, and an opened book. Neither of them was clean of red stains. After pondering for a moment, the man bent his knees. Blinking slowly, he checked what was written on the first page of the book. "To anyone who finds this book, please send it to the following address." Reading it, Adam was stunned. "Did she write her will?" Furrowing his brows, he checked the next page. “Dear Mia, Julian, Gaby, and Max, something bad is happening to me. It seems, this is karma that I have to accept as a result of my crimes. But don't worry. Amber Lim never gives up. I will definitely try to keep my promise to you.” Adam furrowed his brows. While shaking his head faintly, he glanced in the direction Amber was taking. "Why did she leave messages like this to the people she hurt? Are they really close?" Mr. Cold thought before continuing to read. "But I fail to come back, please kno
Unknowingly, Amber gulped. After taking a deep breath, she said in a low voice. "I told you, I'm not that kind of girl." "Is that so?" Adam muttered, narrowing his eyes. A second later, his thumb moved slowly to stroke the woman's lips. “Aren't you used to offering your body to the man you wanted to seize? Those girls even called you a top-class man snatcher.” After brushing the man's hand away from her face, Amber narrowed her gaze. "Watch your mouth. You don't understand what you're talking about." "Which part do I not understand?" Mr. Cold inquired, tilting his head. “The way you offer your body? Or how did you get that nickname?” "I never snatched someone's husband," Amber said with anger in her eyes. "You have no right to label me with that title." After a moment of silence, Adam began to nod. "Okay. I don't care about your background. Now, all we have to talk about is how you’ll repay me.” "I won't let you touch me," Amber said briskly. "What if you touch me?" "Never."
Amber turned the faucet with round eyes. Every now and then, she looked up. However, not a single drop of water fell from the shower head. "What’s wrong with this faucet?" the woman murmured, worried. After a while, she put on her clothes again and came out of the bathroom. “Are you playing tricks on me again? The shower doesn't work," Amber grumbled to the owner of the cottage. "Did you turn the faucet in the right direction?" Adam replied casually. In an instant, the woman's furrowed brow turned into a high arch. "Do you think I'm that stupid?" After grunting in annoyance, the man went into the bathroom. Without further ado, he turned the faucet. “Look! This shower doesn’t work. You tricked me." Amber put her hands on her hips and lifted her chin. "It's not my fault. Looks like the pipe heater is broken again," Mr. Cold said, completely carefree. "Then how do I clean myself? I don't want to stick with this tomato smell." Suddenly, Adam put on a lopsided smile. "You can bath
When she opened the medicine box, Amber was stunned. A photo of a red haired woman in a white dress had caught her attention. "Hmm? Whose photo is this?" With round eyes, Amber checked the back of the photo paper. Unfortunately, there was no writing there. “Why does the Crazy Bear keep it in the medicine box? Can his pain go away just by looking at this photo?” After observing for a while, Amber started nodding. “This must be the woman he loves. No wonder that Crazy Bear hates me. I am the complete opposite of this graceful woman.” Amber gasped when she wanted to return the photo. There was another picture in the box. With trembling eyes, she studied the portrait of a man holding a baby. “Isn't this … Adam Smith?” With her injured hand, Amber brought the photo closer to her eyes. However, before she could blink, Mister Cold suddenly grabbed her arm. “How dare you check on my personal belongings?” the man rebuked with thunderous breaths. Instead of being scared, the servant re
Amber woke up when someone kicked her leg. With a groan, she stretched her sore muscles. However, as soon as she saw Mr. Cold standing with a shovel in hand, the woman spontaneously got up. With round eyes, she asked, "Why did you bring that tool?" “This is not the time to relax. Get rid of the snow that is blocking the way,” Adam said as he dropped the shovel. Quickly, the woman caught it. "Which way?" “All the ways around my house, including the path for car and the path to the lake. I want to walk without a hitch.” Getting that loud answer, the woman furrowed her brows. “Alright, there's no need to shout like that. I'll do it after breakfast." "Who said you could have breakfast? You won't get any food until you're done with that work. You can only put drinking water in your mouth." While gritting her teeth, Amber sharpened her gaze. “I am a servant in this house, not a slave. Why did you forbid me to eat?” “Nothing is free in this world. You want something, you have to work
“People said I took Max from Gaby, but actually, it's not like that," Amber said before sighing faintly. "I was the first to know Max, I was the first to like him, and I was also the first to be close to him." "Were you two dating?" Adam asked, sounding sympathetic. Smiling sadly, the woman shook her head. "No. That's why I was so angry when Gaby came. How could she get Max right away, while I've been chasing him for years but never got a chance?” "Do you think Gaby took Max from you?" Adam concluded, glancing. Again, Amber shook her head. "Max was never mine. I can't claim that Gaby took him from me. It's just, I couldn't accept that my chance was gone. At that time, I refused to believe that they were married.” "Then you tried to snatch the man from his wife?" Adam's tone was again judgmental. Realizing it, Amber grimaced. “I thought their relationship is not real. So, I tried to get Max's attention and keep them apart. I was just trying to get what I wanted." "Isn't that wha
"Let me go!" Amber shrieked as she got a chance to breathe. However, a second later, her mouth was silenced again. Her face was red with suffocation. Realizing that Amber hadn’t collected enough oxygen, Adam descended to her neck. “Stop it!” Amber shouted between breaths. “This is harassment! I will sue you if you—” Again, the man targeted her lips. With a small amount of energy remaining, Amber was unable to fight back. No matter how hard she pushed, the shoulders above her didn't move. Adam continued to take pleasure from her lips. The woman only stopped struggling when she got exhausted. Frowning, she closed his eyes tightly. Her heart burned with disappointment and anger. “Why is this Crazy Bear always torturing me? Can't he treat me properly?" Amber thought as she swallowed the pain. Realizing the woman's resignation, Adam stopped his action. While catching his breath, he noticed the tears running down Amber's temples. "Tsk, I failed to control my emotions again," the man g
Amber quietly opened the workroom door. Seeing her husband was daydreaming, she lifted the corner of her lips. "What are you doing, Jewel?" Adam spontaneously turned to the direction of the voice. Knowing the presence of his wife, his smile grew wider. "Hey .... Is Ashley sleeping?" "Yes," Amber answered while approaching. Then, casually, she sat on her husband's lap. "Why are you still here? Is your work not done yet?" As Adam rubbed the back of his neck, Amber began to investigate the table. Turned out, the computer had been off. The files were also neatly organized in the folders. What’s left there was only a cell phone displaying an image. "You really like that picture, hmm?" Amber concluded while glancing sweetly. Spotted by those warm eyes, Adam let out a smile. After kissing Amber’s shoulder, he nodded. "It's all thanks to you. I wouldn't have been able to fix my relationship with Mother if you didn't follow us." "I didn't do anything. When I got there, you guys have been
"I know you must have doubted what I said," Mrs. Smith cried, breaking the silence. "Is there something I have to do to prove my point? Your mother really wants to change, Adam." Still with furrowed brows, the man snorted. "Why only now? Is it because Ed abandoned you?" Mrs. Smith shook her head briskly. "No, don't get me wrong. The tension between us has nothing to do with Ed. I was too stupid to use him to take all yours." "Non sense ...." "Do you know that Ed scolded me? He's tired of being dragged down by my selfishness. Your brother said he didn't want to help me bully you anymore." Before Adam could object, Mrs. Smith continued. "Since then, I've started to realize. But, I still convince myself that you don't deserve to be happy. Your mother is very stupid, hmm?" Adam suddenly fell silent. From under the frown, he looked intently at his mother. “Why should I believe?” "I haven't even used a penny of your money, Adam. I feel guilty every time I see your transfer papers. Sh
After his mother slammed the door, Adam rubbed Amber's arm. Noticing his wife's disheveled look, he whispered, "Are you all right?" The woman nodded. "Yeah, you?" Adam took a deep breath. After raising an eyebrow, he curled up his lips. "Yeah. I'm glad nothing happened. I was afraid my mother would do something reckless. Sorry for letting her carry Ashley." "It's okay, Jewel. I think Ashley is happy to have met her grandmother," Amber said while stroking her daughter's head. The little baby had closed her eyes again. She seemed so peaceful. "Look, she's smiling again." "She must want to cheer you up," Adam whispered before landing a soft kiss on Ashley's forehead. "Not only me, but you too. We are lucky to have such a kind baby. This must be your good karma. You remain patient with your mother, even though she has been hurt you many times." Disagreeing, Adam shook his head. "Your sweet karma too, Precious. You are much more filial to your parents. Anyway, they are coming here, r
As the silence was hanging in the air, people in that room were exchanging glances. No one dared to speak until Ruby broke the silence. "May I carry her?" "Of course," Amber answered, patting Adam's arm. Understanding the code given, Adam took Ashley out of her tiny bed. As soon as the adorable baby arrived in Ruby's arms, all eyes started to tear up. "Hey, look at this tiny face! Why are you so cute, Ashley?" Ruby whispered in a trembling voice. The emotion almost pushed the tears out of bounds. "This pretty nose is very similar to Amber's, while these thin lips ... a hundred percent copy of her father." As that woman studied every detail of the baby, Amber asked lightly, "Would you like to take a picture with Ashley?" In an instant, Ruby's wistful eyes were tinged with shock. "Is it okay? Didn't you two agree not to publish your daughter's face?" "Take the photo as a keepsake. You can print it and store it in your wallet or diary," Amber said, glancing at Nick. Realizing the
“Hurry up! I can’t stand it anymore!" Amber shouted while squeezing her husband's clothes. Panic, Adam started to circle around the yard. Maybe he dropped the key somewhere. Meanwhile, Nick was busy groping his own body. When his hand pressed against his trouser pocket, his eyes widened perfectly. "Shall we just take my car?" the fat man suggested while showing his car keys. Still out of breath, Amber turned to the vehicle parked beside Adam's car. "You think I weigh up to a ton? People must be laughing when they see you take me in that truck!" she grumbled in a shrill voice. Nick spontaneously grimaced at it. "Sorry, Madam. It's not a truck, but a mini box van for dry cargo. I use it to deliver jewelry." "You have nothing to be ashamed of, Precious," Adam continued with a reassuring nod. "The car is used to carrying valuables." Suddenly, Amber closed her eyes again. The pain that twisted in her stomach grew crazier. "Okay! Quickly tak
"Hello, Mrs. Smith. How are you feeling?" Nick said when welcoming Amber to his house. He secretly felt proud to see his whistle hanging around the woman's neck. "Very well. We’re sorry to bother you, Nick. It's actually one week earlier than the doctor predicted. But Adam keeps insisting that we should stay at your house." Seeing Amber's guilty expression, Nick chuckled. "It’s not a problem at all. What the boss thinks is true. It's best if we are on guard. The hospital is too far from your cottage." "You're a wise man, Nick," Adam said while carrying three large bags he'd pulled from the trunk. “Seems like, I’ve put my trust in the right person.” Once again, the fat man chuckled. Taking one of the bags from Adam's hand, he waved. "Come on! Let me show you your room! I’ve asked Tina to clean it this morning." As Nick led the way, Amber leaned toward her husband. "Who's Tina?" "I don't know. Maybe, his new girlfriend," Adam replied wit
"I’m sincere," Amber nodded swiftly. "It's just I regret their attitude that never changes. I can’t tell how long they will stand to make you suffer." Smiling a little, Adam stroked her cheek. Now that he had known the reason, his love to her grew larger. "Don't worry! I'm sure they won't ask for anything more after this. I've got nothing for them to grab." "What about our house? Should we apply for a transfer of assets? I think it would be safer if the certificate was registered in my name." Stifling a laugh, Adam nodded. He knew that half of Amber's heart was actually not willing to see him sacrifice so much. "That's why, I insisted on handing over the company to you. But you kept refusing." "I don't want people to think of you as a slave to my love, Jewel. It’s not normal for a man giving all his wealth to his wife? He’ll be called a stupid man. I don't want you to be branded like that." Thinking that Amber was so adorable, Adam kissed the tip of her nose. "I have no problem
"Now it's my turn to give you a gift," Ruby said awkwardly. "A gift? When did you prepare it? You spent most of the time in bed," Amber asked wide-eyed. "Online shopping is not something difficult," Ruby said before smiling faintly. Without further ado, she handed her the box. "Take this as an apology as well as my thanks. You may open it now." After giving Adam her whistle, the pregnant woman lifted the lid of the box. As soon as she found a neatly folded red knitted cloth, she let out a faint sigh. "Is this a form of protest because we threw away the white sweater you gave Adam?" "Otherwise, I want to bury bad memories about it. I hope a new sweater could remind you of the new me." "Well then, from this moment on, Adam and I will make lots of sweet memories with this sweater," Amber said as she took out the gift from the box. However, a second later, the curve of her lips froze. Turned out, there was another sweater in the box. "You
"Hey," Amber said, reluctant to call her brother-in-law’s name, "Ruby wants to talk to you." In an instant, Ed's eyes widened. Without further ado, he entered through the gap between Amber and the door. "Has Ruby changed her mind?" Adam inquired as he rose from his seat. After closing the door, he guided his wife to sit down carefully. "No." Confused, the man's eyebrows arched perfectly. "So?" "Ruby wants to end their relationship as soon as possible. That way, she can stay at Mr. Berg's residence without any worries," Amber explained before raising an eyebrow. "How about you? Did something happen while I was inside?" Lifting the corners of his lips, Adam kissed his wife's hand. "Believe it or not, I feel nothing. Yes, I'm annoyed to see Ed. But knowing he's got what he deserves, I don't feel relieved either, like nothing's changed." "Because no matter what happens to them, our lives will still be the same?" "Yes." As h