“It’s payback time. Now that your sister needs to study abroad, you have to help the family. Marry Mr. Morrison.” The words were nonchalantly spoken while I was being thrown into a room. What doubles the pain is to hear these come from my own father, the person whom I never imagined slapping me with the truth that I am as valuable as an economic insurance. I am an investment daughter; my parents have groomed me to be their insurance in the future. I am their economic plan B if things go wrong… Should I obey or run? This is my life, and I have control over it!
View MoreGINO'S POVNine months later......This is the second time I've seen Hanna give birth. She has now given birth to the carrier of my bloodline. And I think I fell in love with her again, even though she looks extremely tired. She's still the most beautiful woman on earth for me, and of course, my Rain. Speaking of the second most beautiful girl on earth, she is being taken care of by Janice. They are at Greensouth. We took Janice back one week after the wedding so that she could help Hanna take care of Rain. Because of me, I can't be a full-time stay-at-home dad to help her because after the wedding, dad asked me to work in the company. He said that no one else would inherit it but me and my future children, so I should prioritize that over my bar and resort. But the bar and resorts are still open. I hired someone to manage them and report to me. I still visit them when I have time. "Because our child is a boy, Rainbow doesn't suit him," Hanna said as she looked up at me. The doctor wa
HANNA'S POVWe were planning to go out of the country with Gino for our honeymoon. Just the two of us. But it seems unlikely to happen because now that he can speak, Rain doesn't want to be separated from him. Since we were at the reception in a well-known restaurant here in Greensouth to celebrate our wedding and his birthday, Rain didn't want to let go of Gino. He didn't want to come down. He wanted Gino to carry him all the time and kept asking questions. He wouldn't stop asking questions. Gino was running out of answers because every time he answered, Rain would ask why again. "Dayyie, where are we going?" "Yes, baby." "Where?" "To another country, baby." "Why, dayyie?" "So we can talk." "Why?" "Because I want to talk to you. And I want to tell you I love you and I miss you." "Why, dayyie?" "Because I love you." "Do you love mommy too?" "Yes. Very much. Both of you." "Why?" "Of course." "Why didn't you tell me and mommy right away that we're going to another country?" "Because I w
HANNA'S POV After getting dressed and having my makeup retouched, I decided to peek through the back door, despite feeling nervous, to catch a glimpse of the event happening in the neighboring house. Phoenix had mentioned that the venue was right in front of Gino's house, a beach wedding. He also said that Gino had decided on a beach wedding and chose to have it here in Greensouth since this was where we met again after two years. I didn't open the door too much, just enough to see them outside. I was even more nervous because everything was in place. Everything was perfect. The first thing I noticed was the white carpet below my deck, leading to the venue. The carpet was scattered with pink rose petals. Pink, because that's the motif I saw. Maybe he remembered that pink is my favorite color. The chairs were also adorned with pink ribbons, and in the middle, there was the place where Gino and I would be seated. It looked like an open booth with a neatly arranged pink and thin curtain,
HANNA'S POVWe left Jake's studio without Phoenix even bothering to help me change. I was already wearing the wedding gown that I liked the most, which was also for the final shoot. I asked him earlier if I could just change at my house, but he didn't agree. He said it would be a waste of time. He wanted us to start shooting as soon as we arrived. He said we needed to hurry because not only was my husband and child waiting for me, but he was too. Especially since Kia was used to having him at home. We arrived at Greensouth at two o'clock. We were still using Phoenix's car. There were three cars in a row because we also had the cameramen, makeup artist, and some organizers with us. The cars parked right in front of my house, except for Phoenix's car, which I drove inside the yard. I had the key to my house, so as soon as I opened it, I invited them in. We were going to pass through the back of my house to get to the beach. "Your house is really nice," Phoenix said, nodding as he looked
I woke up in Gino's room, but I was alone in bed. Rain and Gino were not there. I looked out the window and saw that it was already bright outside. When I checked the time on my cell phone, it was already seven in the morning. They must have gone out. Instead of getting out of bed, I paused for a moment to reflect on what happened last night. Gino and I finished what we were doing in the other room at three in the morning. I still feel the soreness in my body and the lingering sensation between my thighs. After we finished in the early hours, we quickly showered before joining Rain in bed. I ended up in the middle of them last night instead of Rain. I don't know why Gino did that. He said he wanted to hug me. And when he hugged me, he also reached Rain to hug her because his arms are long. When Rain is in the middle, he finds it difficult to reach me. I smiled as I got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom to do my morning routine. Even though his voice hasn't fully returned, I
She stood there for several minutes, still looking at my hand holding her wrist. She wasn't looking up at my face. We were both shivering, our breath coming out in white puffs due to the cold weather, compounded by the fact that we were right by the sea. And then it hit me. Hanna had been holding in the emotions of my absence for three long months, and my return had opened the floodgates. I knew what it felt like when emotions, bubbling to the surface, made you feel sick, out of control - I knew better than anyone. But now, I'm back. And now it was my turn to be strong for her. Now, I was finally able. I brought my hands up and signed, "Let's go inside, babe. It's cold out here." "In the three months that you forgot about me... did you have someone else? Another woman?" Her eyes were still red. I leaned in and spoke with my hands right against her body, looking into her eyes as she glanced between my face and my hands. "Since the day Rain was born, you and her have been the only women
HANNA'S POVMy heart leaped into my throat, and I let out a loud gasp, bringing my hands to my mouth. Pure happiness filled every cell in my body as I saw him standing there, looking like a god. He seemed somehow taller, bigger, exuding an authority he didn't have before, yet still retaining that beautiful gentleness in his eyes. I blinked, mesmerized. His dark hair was longer, curling over his collar, and he was dressed in a black suit and tie with a light-colored dress shirt. His shoulders appeared even broader, his frame larger, and his beauty more intense. I drank in his appearance, my heart beating triple times. I vaguely noticed that people were watching us as I took a step toward him, and he moved toward me, as if we were being drawn together like magnets by a force neither of us could control. The people on the dance floor made way for him, and I stood waiting. The lights twinkled around me, and the music swelled as Gino approached me on the dance floor. When he reached me, we
HANNA'S POVThe days dragged by. My heart felt like it had cracked open and lay heavy in my chest, and the tears constantly threatened. But I tried to avoid crying whenever Rain was around or when he was still awake, because I didn't want him to worry. Especially when Gino left without saying goodbye one morning, I was caught crying in the living room by Rain, I didn't realize he was awake and had come down from his bed alone. He was worried and asked me why I was crying. He also asked where his daddy was. And all I could tell him was, "He's gone for a while, son. He's looking for his voice. Once he comes back, he'll have his voice again," even though I wasn't sure if his voice would come back. I missed him so badly that most days I felt like I was underwater- looking at the world around me and wondering why I couldn't connect, why everyone and everything was cloudy and distant, inaccessible. Even at work, I couldn't focus, I was always absent-minded. Because I worried, too what was h
HANNA'S POVI took advantage of the opportunity when Gino was in the bathroom taking a shower. I grabbed his black leather pouch, which was quite large, from the top of the bedside table. He only brought that when he arrived here last week. I didn't notice it right away because he left it in the car. He only took it out the next morning. The one time he opened it, I didn't see much of the contents because I was leaving the room at that time. I caught a glimpse of it and saw what looked like a charger wire. I didn't see the other content.While Rain was asleep in our bed, I took the pouch and sat on the edge of the bed to open it. Inside, I found an iPhone charger and some medicine bottles. There were three bottles of ascorbic acid. I had seen these before at Greensouth, on top of his refrigerator. But back then, I didn't pay attention because I thought they were just vitamins. But now, I wanted to open them. When I opened the bottles, I found different contents. And I don't think thes
“After everything that we have done for you, it is time to pay your parents back. Marry Mr. Morrison at all costs; it is your only contribution to this family after all!” My father’s words resonated; I was being pushed inside a room in an unknown unit.“Dad, I am your daughter. I can help you in another way; this is not how to do it. Please spare me! Be my dad even only for this time.”I begged as my tears began to fall. I am shivering in fear; I can't imagine what will happen in the next few minutes after they leave me in this room. I am too young for this. I am too young to pay back my parents for their sacrifices. After all, I have been a big help to them since I was 10. I did housework. After I turned 16, I had several jobs-part times just to help them, but how could they do this to me suddenly? How bad is their financial crisis that they had to push me into this?So, do these kinds of stereotypical things still happen in my generation? All I thought about was how liberation is t
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