Mia grabbed the door handle and pushed it open completely. She saw Fanny on top of Damian, unbuttoning his shirt. Fanny stopped when she heard the sound of the door opening. "What are you doing?!" Fanny glared at Mia angrily. Damian also looked at Mia, his eyes half-closed. "Hey, honey? Have you changed your mind? Want to give it to me now? Do you want to join in too? We'll play together?" "Disgusting," Mia muttered. "What, honey?" "Hm? N—nothing," Mia replied nervously. "Come on, get out! Don't bother me and my lover! I mean... your husband who is mine tonight," Fanny said with a smile, "I'll borrow your husband tonight, you can have him back tomorrow." "Take him if you want, I don't need a jerk like him." "Get out!" Fanny repeated. "I want to talk to Damian first," Mia said. "Don't worry, I won't take long. After this, you can continue whatever you were going to do with him. You can have him all to yourself." "Fine, hurry up!" Fanny replied annoyance. "Hurry, honey. Say w
As Stella knocked on Marvin's door, she smiled like a crescent moon after reading the message from Mia stating that her sister had successfully obtained Damian's signature. She intended to share this happy news with Marvin. Knock, knock, knock! Stella knocked on the door again, but there was no response whatsoever. She finally mustered the courage to open the door, but the room was empty. Marvin was nowhere to be seen. "Where is he at this hour? Why isn't he in his room?" Stella muttered. She turned and descended the stairs. "Could he be outside?" Stella found Marvin sitting casually with his legs stretched out on a long chair beside the swimming pool. He was gazing straight at the brightly lit sky, adorned with numerous stars. "You're not sleeping yet, Sir?" Stella asked. Marvin turned to look at Stella as she walked towards him. "I'm still here, obviously, meaning I haven't slept yet. Because if I had, I'd definitely be in my room with my eyes closed." Stella rolled her eyes
Stella closed her eyes as their noses touched, and Marvin had closed his too. Their lips finally met. Shortly after, Marvin pulled back and looked at Stella. His heart raced as he gazed at her face."W-We're still in the water, we'll catch a cold if we stay in the water like this late at night," Stella said nervously.Marvin didn't reply, only nodded. He gently lifted Stella and sat her on the pool's edge so she could get out easily.Stella reached out to help Marvin get out of the water."You'll fall if you help me get out. My body is bigger than yours," Marvin said. "We'll both end up back in the water again."Stella pouted, retracting her hand. "Next time, don't startle me like that! We're getting all wet in the middle of the night."Stella looked around and noticed a small cabinet not far from the pool. There were several towels inside. She grabbed one and walked over to where Marvin had already surfaced."I did tell you I like bothering you," Marvin said, smiling.Stella rolled h
Marvin entered his house after coming back from the office, heading towards the stairs to go upstairs."Sir? You're home?" greeted Miss Bertha."Obviously, or else I wouldn't be here," Marvin replied. "Has Stella eaten?" he said again.Miss Bertha frowned. "I thought she went with you to the office. I haven't seen her since this morning, sir.""You haven't seen Stella? Did she not leave her room?"Miss Bertha shook her head. "I haven't seen her since this morning. After preparing breakfast, I helped Mr. Halbert tidy up the backyard. I thought she went with you."Marvin didn't respond to Miss Bertha's words, instead quickly ascending the stairs and knocking on Stella's door."Stella? Are you in there?" Marvin asked while knocking on the door. There was no response from inside. "Stella? Are you in there? Can I come in?"Normally, Stella would respond immediately if she was inside, even if she was sleeping, because she was a light sleeper and easily awakened by disturbances."Is she out?
Stella, feeling much better than the previous day, emerged from her room and descended the stairs, mumbling to herself, "My dream last night was outrageous. I dreamed I slept with that pervert man."She walked to the dining room and sat down."Madam, are you feeling better?" Miss Bertha suddenly asked."Yes.""What would you like for breakfast?""Hmm, just some toast."Miss Bertha smiled and nodded. Normally, she would turn and go to attend to other tasks, but not this time. She stood by Stella's side, waiting for her to finish breakfast."Why are you still here? Do you want to join me for breakfast?" Stella asked.Miss Bertha shook her head. "Mr. Marvin said, I should make sure you eat all your breakfast and take your medicine.""He said that?"Miss Bertha nodded again. Stella smirked and continued eating her breakfast."I'm curious, Madam. You and Mr. Marvin love each other, so why did you just sleep together last night? Why have you been sleeping in separate rooms?"Stella, upon he
Marvin read an incoming message from Miss Bertha saying that Stella wasn't at home and had gone out without taking her medication."Damn it! That woman! Why did she leave the house before taking her meds? And where is she going so early?" Marvin closed his eyes in frustration. He tried to call Stella, but no answer.The office door opened, Dariel stood at the threshold. "We have a meeting now.""Can it be postponed?" Marvin asked."They’re already gathered in the meeting room. It won’t take long, maybe just half an hour.""Half an hour is long, Dariel!""It will be quicker if you get up now and start the meeting. Come on, everyone is waiting for you."Dariel closed the door firmly. Reluctantly, Marvin got up and left his office to start the meeting.30 minutes later.Marvin had just finished the meeting. He returned to his office and tried to call Stella again. Still no answer. He called Miss Bertha to ask if Stella had returned, but his housekeeper said she still hadn't. Miss Bertha
"I want to believe that you're not what I imagine, but unfortunately, my mind can't accept that. My mind is already convinced you are like that," Stella said flatly.Marvin swallowed hard upon hearing Stella's words. "But I truly didn't do anything like what you saw or imagined.""Enough," Stella said, pulling her hand away from Marvin's grip. "You're normal, right? Obviously, you'd be tempted by a beautiful woman like her, especially since she has an attractive body. Even with me, who's ordinary, not pretty, not sexy, you still touched me, even if it was just on the lips. So, how could you resist someone more perfect than me?""But I really didn't do anything with her, Stella. Why don't you believe me?" Marvin asked, upset that Stella refused to believe him and kept thinking the worst."Because I clearly saw you two looking at each other, and she touched your cheek. It’s the same as what you did with me. You looked at me and touched my cheek, and then our lips met. And earlier, I'm s
"I swear to you, I no longer love him!" Stella responded when Marvin accused her of still having feelings for Damian. "I've forgotten him, and there's no trace of affection left in my heart for him. I just want to repay the pain he caused me! What's wrong with that?" "The problem is that you once loved him. There's a thin line between hate and love. You might get caught up in your feelings again and fall back in love with him. Sometimes love blinds us. You might end up forgiving all his mistakes and get back together with him," Marvin replied. "What about our agreement then? Will you break it?" "Then let's make another agreement," Stella suggested. "One in which I promise never to fall in love with him again and never to forgive him for his wrongdoings. During my revenge mission against Damian, I start to waver, you can do whatever you want with me." "What could I possibly do to you if you waver? You have nothing to offer as collateral," Marvin said, narrowing his eyes. "Take you
Delvin stood in front of Emily's apartment door, his eyes filled with doubt and hope. His hand continuously pressed the doorbell, but there was no sign that the door would open."Emily? Darling? Are you in there? Open the door, I’m back, Darling," Delvin's voice was full of regret.He stood with his hands in his pockets, feeling the cold air seeping in through the gap under the door. Delvin took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. His heart was in turmoil, remembering the hurtful words he had once said and his efforts to make things right.Since the incident that nearly cost Emily her life, and after spending difficult times in Paris to reflect, Delvin had decided he couldn’t keep holding onto his anger. He wanted to return and make amends. He wanted to apologize and hoped that Emily would give him a chance to explain everything.He no longer cared about the mistakes Emily had made. After all, Emily had changed and was no longer the person she used to be. So, he decided to come bac
Delvin parked his car in front of the hospital, the tires screeching as he stopped near the emergency room door. Marvin, his face full of tension and tears, quickly jumped out of the back seat. He carried the unconscious Stella and ran towards the emergency room door.Delvin followed Marvin swiftly, fear evident on his face. Meanwhile, Emily, who was a few steps behind them, walked slowly. Her heart felt heavy, as if each step carried a greater burden.Emily watched Delvin’s back, busy and completely ignoring her. “He says he loves her?” she murmured with pain. “But what’s happening now? He doesn’t care about me.”Tears began to flow down her cheeks. She felt isolated in a situation that should have been full of care. Delvin, who should have been supporting her, was instead focused entirely on Stella and Marvin. Emily felt a deep heartache, feeling neglected when she needed support the most.With her head bowed, Emily continued her steps, trying to hold back her tears. In her mind, al
Marvin, Stella, Dariel, and Delvin stood at the edge of the cliff, their eyes fixed on Emily, who was dangling there, gripping tightly to a tree root that pierced through the ground. Her face was pale, tears streamed down her cheeks, and her body trembled with overwhelming fear. Below her, the abyss gaped like a black maw, ready to swallow her at any moment."Darling?" Delvin shouted from above, his voice hoarse with barely concealed anxiety. "Grab my hand, I'll pull you up!" His hand stretched out toward Emily, trying to reach her trembling fingers.Emily looked down at the depth awaiting her below. Fear enveloped her, making her sobs even more uncontrollable. "I'm scared," her voice barely audible, drowned in heart-wrenching sobs."You'll be okay!" Marvin's voice followed, filled with confidence and hope. He lowered his body closer to the edge of the cliff, extending his hand alongside Delvin's. "Now grab our hands, mine and Delvin's. We'll help you up."Stella stood not far from th
Fanny stared out the villa window. "Has he left yet?" she asked without turning, her voice firm with a hint of impatience.Willy, the brother of the deceased man she once loved, kept talking after bringing Emily here, which only irritated her further. So, with cunning, Fanny sent him away to buy food for the evening, using it as an excuse to keep him away while she executed her plan.One of her henchmen nodded, his face expressionless. "Yes, Miss. He's gone far," he replied curtly.Fanny sighed in relief, a thin, meaningful smile curling on her lips. "Okay, bring the girl!" she ordered coldly, her gaze shifting to Emily, who lay helpless in the corner of the room.Emily tried to struggle, her body writhing in vain on the cold floor. "Mmmhhh..." Her screams were muffled by the cloth stuffed in her mouth, only the rustle of fear could be heard. Her wide eyes, filled with panic, welled up with tears as she watched Fanny approach with a terrifying gaze.Fanny’s men moved quickly, lifting
Marvin stepped into the company cafeteria, his forehead furrowed when he saw only Zaline and Daniel sitting together at one of the tables.“Just the two of you? Where’s Emily? Where did she go?” Marvin asked, his voice filled with confusion.Zaline and Daniel exchanged glances before Daniel responded, “She didn’t show up, and we haven’t heard anything from her.” He sighed, showing his phone to Marvin. “I’ve tried calling her several times, but her number’s not active.”Marvin frowned, a mix of confusion and concern crossing his face. “Did she request leave from the division head?” he asked, trying to find an explanation.Daniel shook his head, his expression mirroring the same confusion. “No, I even checked with the division head, and there’s no word from her today. It’s strange; she usually informs the division head if she’s not coming in.”Marvin remained silent for a moment, his mind racing through unpleasant possibilities. Without saying another word, he reached into his pocket an
Delvin gripped the steering wheel with one hand while the other slapped his forehead in frustration. "Damn it, my phone! I left my phone in the room," he muttered, exasperated. He had just realized that his phone was still at Emily's apartment.Earlier, before heading out to pick Emily up from work, he had decided not to bring his phone because its battery was dead. So, he had plugged it in to charge. "How am I supposed to contact Emily without my phone?" Delvin grumbled, annoyed with himself.Quickly, he turned the steering wheel and headed back toward Emily's apartment.Delvin drove fast but cautiously.Delvin's car finally stopped in front of Emily's apartment building. He immediately got out of the car and looked around. His eyes fell on Emily, who was following someone wearing a black hoodie. Delvin's heart pounded with worry."Who is she with?" Delvin murmured, his lips pressing into a tight line. "She’s not sneaking around behind my back, is she?" Confused, Delvin decided to fo
Delvin gently squeezed Emily's hand as they stood in front of the apartment building. The night was beginning to fall, wrapping the city in a blanket of twinkling lights in the distance.He gazed into his lover’s eyes, trying to ensure that Emily really didn’t mind his job that took up so much of his time. “Darling, I might be back a little late tonight,” he said softly, with a hint of worry in his tone. “Weekends are usually very busy at the restaurant. Are you okay with me leaving you alone for so long?”Emily, who had been attentively gazing at Delvin’s face, smiled faintly. The warmth in her eyes made Delvin feel slightly more at ease. "It’s fine," she replied in a soothing voice. “You always come home very late on weekends. I’m getting used to it.” Her sweet smile widened as she added, "Besides, before you, I was always alone. So, it’s okay, darling."Delvin sighed in relief, but there was still an uneasy feeling gnawing at his heart. He knew how hectic work was on weekends, but
"Do you want to know something about Mrs. Daisy?" Marvin asked his father.Mr. Myron immediately set aside the cake he was holding. "Why?" he asked, his tone reflecting deep curiosity."A month ago, I happened to meet Mr. Emrick in detention. He was furious when he saw me and cursed at me—he cursed at me harshly and continuously, Dad."Mr. Myron's brow furrowed, his expression turning to confusion and concern. "Cursed at me too? Why?" he asked, clearly puzzled and not fully understanding the situation. "I don't feel like I ever caused him any trouble. I never communicated with him, so why would he curse at me? I haven't wronged him.""He hates you because of Mrs. Daisy," Marvin said.Mr. Myron raised an eyebrow, waiting for further explanation, but what Marvin said next was quite shocking."Apparently, during their marriage, Mrs. Daisy never loved him. Mr. Emrick said that Mrs. Daisy was indeed his wife, but her heart was never his. Even until she died, her heart still belonged to the
Marvin glanced at Dariel, who was seated across from him, with a serious and tense expression.“It’s been over a month, and still no trace of her?” Marvin asked, his voice low but demanding.Dariel, slightly hunched over, slowly shook his head. “I suspect she’s fled the city, maybe even the country, with a fake identity. Just like what she did to the man at the scene of Lily’s accident. Damian too… he was a wanted man back then, wasn’t he? But he managed to leave the country with a fake identity,” Dariel explained, his tone filled with suspicion.Hearing this, Marvin felt the heavy burden on his shoulders growing even heavier. He leaned back in his chair, letting out a long sigh, trying to calm the turmoil inside him. “So what now? Just let her get away? No way!” Marvin declared firmly, his voice booming with restrained anger. “I want her behind bars, suffering even more than her father!”Dariel looked at Marvin calmly, understanding his friend’s anger and frustration. “I’ve already s