It’s hard to trust people anymore! Even the ones who have been very nice to you for a long time can quickly become an evil person in just a snap of a finger! I rush out of bed, and try to open the door, but it’s completely locked. When I try to scream for help, Leslie quickly clutches my mouth with his hand. “Don’t make things complicated, Hazel,” he says. “Let’s just be happy together.” The instant Leslie whirls me around and removes his hand off my mouth, I spit at his face. I then run towards the kitchen and luckily find a knife. I point the knife at Leslie, “If you come any closer, I’ll kill you!”He stops and raises his hands up. “Put the knife down. You may hurt yourself.”My hands tremble as I swing the knife to his direction.Fearfully, he steps back.“Unlock the door!” I demand.But Leslie lunges at me, trying to steal the knife from my grasp. I fight back, not letting go of the knife.Though Leslie is taller than I am, he’s flimsy, so I’m able to shove him down the floo
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Thorne. But you have to be put in a mental institution for the safety of others.” The police officers present a Mental Health Warrant against me. It’s not a warrant for arrest, but it’s a demand for an improvement of my mental health until I’m no longer considered a danger to anyone. “Marius, please… Don’t let them do this to me,” I beg, tears stinging my eyes. Marius and papa try their best to negotiate with the police, promising that they won’t let me get out of the house all by myself again. But when the police bring up the possibility of me harming my children too, neither Marius or papa is able to defend nor trust me anymore. My heart shatters into a million pieces.While I’m being carried away towards a van, Leslie’s discrete smirk mocks me.“Please! Don’t let them take me away! I’m not crazy!” a desperate scream tears at my throat.Marius and papa can only watch me with distraught expressions, but none of them take a step towards me.On the way to the men
MARIUS’ POV: My glare at Leslie softens. He may really be a victim of Hazel’s circumstances. But, a part of me screams that Hazel may also be telling the truth. If so, what’s Leslie’s purpose in doing this to her? Leslie taps my shoulder apologetically, and I shrug it off. “I understand that you’re upset with me. But Hazel being treated in a mental hospital is what’s best for her and your family,” he says. I’m quiet for a moment, teetering on how to word my thoughts. “To be honest, I prefer to believe that my wife is telling the truth coz it means she’s not what everybody thinks she is. But if it turns out that you’re telling the truth, I’ll be glad too coz that means you’re not a danger to us.” “I’ll never be a danger to anyone, especially to you,” he says confidently. I sigh, then ask with suspicion, “I can’t help but to wonder, why would you bring Hazel to a motel rather than to our home or to a hospital when she suddenly felt dizzy?” Leslie’s body stiffens a little, a bi
I have to get Hazel out of that mental institution as soon as I can. Just like her, I’m not confident that she’ll become better staying there. I hesitate to leave Hazel once again, thinking that once we’re away from each other, she’ll be hurt again by the other patients. But if I stay, I won’t be able to execute her way out. I press my lips on hers for a long kiss. “Remember, midnight,” I whisper. Hazel nods, her gaze brimming with hope and an undertone of fear. As soon as I leave, I go back home, search for an explosive through an online blackmarket using a dummy account. Anxiety ripples through my veins as I wait for anyone to respond to my demand. And then,... a notification pops up on my screen, saying: transaction is approved! My fingers flinch as I type in the location where to meet the seller. Then I order one of my bodyguards to meet the seller on my behalf, since I’m a public figure, and this kind of transaction may be used against me if I’m not careful enough. Toge
HAZEL’S POV: Boom! I’m shaken by the deafening sound that suddenly erupts at exactly midnight. “Midnight?” I echo as recognition strikes. That’s Marius’ doing! He doesn’t give me detailed instructions on what I should do next aside from “wait till midnight”, so I jump into the fray of panicking medical staff and patients. I follow the direction they’re heading into - the fire exit, until I get the opportunity to go to a different path - the backdoor. However,... The instant I step outside, men in masks are there, looking and… waiting? For what? Or for who? Then, one of them flickers his gaze at me. “There she is! Get her!” Instinctively, I rush back inside and lock the door. The men pound at the door at the same time. I don’t know who they are, but they’re definitely not Marius’ acquaintances! I gasp in fear when they successfully break the door open. Then, they chase after me as I dart as fast as I can away from them. One of them manages to grab me by the arm. “Wher
I have to take Marius back no matter what! I don’t know how they came about with that news, but I’m sure Marius is trapped just to save me. He will never divorce me! Marius doesn’t respond to any of my calls. He hasn’t been in our home nor in his office ever since the explosion at the mental hospital according to our house staff and his employees. Therefore, flanked by my bodyguards, I head towards Mei Zhou’s penthouse where I assume I can find him. “Ma’am, Miss Mei Zhou asks for you to leave. She said she can’t allow your entrance to her home coz… coz you’re sick, and that it may be dangerous for her,” the receptionist says. My fury amplifies. I snatch the telephone from the receptionist’s hand and yell at it. “If you don’t give my husband back to me, you’ll regret it!” Mei Zhou chuckles mockingly from the other end of the line, then asks wickedly,-[“And what are you gonna do?”]- I clench my teeth, unable to think of a response. -[“Listen, if you don’t leave in the next
MARIUS’ POV: This is probably the most painful thing I must do to Hazel. I hope she continues to trust me, even if I have to act this way. Someone like Mei Zhou can’t be brought down from the outside, so I must infiltrate her life, then crumble her from within. Mei Zhou and I head back to her penthouse where I currently live. While she’s in her bedroom, I’m slouched on the couch of the guest bedroom, thinking about Hazel and our children’s well-being. I miss them so much, but I have to do this first before it’s too late for us to be a happy family again. Then, a knock on the door echoes and Mei Zhou enters. She’s in a bathrobe, holding a bottle of wine and two wine glasses. She walks towards me s.eductively, then sits on my lap comfortably. “Are you regretting finally seeing how crazy your wife is?” she asks, while pouring me the wine. Anger flares through me as I wanna shut her up for calling Hazel crazy, but I bite my tongue. Otherwise, my secret will be exposed and my plan
“You look very handsome, Marius,” Mei Zhou says, while smirking through the mirror in front of us. Ever since I pretend to have amnesia, she always utilizes every moment she can to let everyone know that I wanna be with her, and that I’m choosing her over my wife. And tonight is no different. We’re gonna have a date night again. It’s no surprise that when we arrive at the high-end restaurant, a throng of reporters are already at the yard, waiting for our arrival. Mei Zhou has obviously called them to be here. She’s beaming and waving like a first-time Olympic gold medalist. Of course, I force a smile too. But, I can’t help but to think about Hazel. I’ll hurt her even more when she sees this on the news. Luckily, the restaurant doesn’t allow the reporters’ entrance, giving me a space to breathe. Once I’m seated, Mei Zhou pouts her lips and stays standing. I almost raise an eyebrow at her. “I’m sure you’re more of a gentleman than that,” she teases. I fake a smile again, st