**The Past** (Part 2)“Dad, has mom been at the market for a long time?” the young Freya asked impatiently.“My daughter, your mother just left. Do you miss her already?” Ramil laughed.Freya nodded. “Yes, Papa! I want to play with Mama again,” she said.“By the way, my daughter... Josie’s son was looking for you earlier. He’s going to play with you,” Ramil said. Freya’s eyes rolled. “I don’t want to play with him, papa! He is a tricky player,” she replied. “He always thinks and feels that he’s handsome, but he just looks like a broomstick,” she whispered.“What do you say, my daughter?” Ramil asked. Freya suddenly changed the subject. “Dad, what if... you were the one who will play with me?” she said while feeling bored. “My daughter, even if I wanted to play with you...” Ramil looked at his one broken leg. He felt sorry for himself again.Freya was saddened by her father’s condition. “I’m sorry, dad. I forgot,” she bowed and said.Ramil messed up his daughter's hair . “What are y
**The Past** (Part 3)The curve in Freya’s lips quickly disappeared when she saw the look on Jacob’s face. He was all smiles at him while she kept on rolling her eyes at her. “Hijo, please put the bags here on the table. Thank you very much again, little boy. You are a very kind child. Josie is very lucky to have a child like you,” Rhea said while smiling as she put down the ingredients inside the plastic bags that she was carrying.“It’s nothing, Aunt Rhea,” Jacob replied.‘Aunt? Aunt Rhea? When did you become my mother’s niece? Hmm, wait. My secret crush seems to be getting more handsome,’ Freya thought. She stopped being cute with Jacob and frowned at him even more.‘He’s really cute, especially when his face is chubby. It’s fun teasing her. When will she agree to play with me?’ Jacob thought the same.“By the way, little boy, you have to be here tomorrow morning. Take your mom with you. Tomorrow is my beloved wife’s birthday.” Rhea stroked Ramil’s cheeks. Ramil’s face immediately
**The Past** (Part 4)“Mom, Dad, I’m just going to go see Arkie in his cage. I’m just going to feed him first,” Freya said. “Alright, daughter. Wait until Arkie finishes eating, or else another dog will fight him. I’ll just fix things here in the kitchen,” Rhea said. “Alright, mother.” Freya quickly hugged Ramil who was sitting on the chair. “Dad, do you want to go out with me?” Freya asked, smiling.“No, I’ll just be here. I miss looking at your mother.” He winked at Rhea who now couldn’t paint her face because of his cheesy lines. “Daddy is really … very sweet,” Freya said with a laugh before she ran out of their house. She looked at the door of Josefina’s house. Her head tilted slightly to the right. “It’s surprising. Miss Josie left their door open,” she whispered. “Maybe they just forgot to close.” She walked to the kennel of her dog, Arkie.Jackson quickly poured the gas he found on Josefina’s kitchen utensils.“I’m just going to scare dad’s mistress and then I’m going home.
**The Past** (Last Part)“What did you do? Why did you do that? How did you know where Josie lived? What got into your cunt and you did that? FÚCK, JACKSON!” Don Vandolf asked one after another. He tried to calm himself because of what happened. If Set hadn’t traced Jackson’s whereabouts, he wouldn’t have known that his son wasn’t in their mansion.“Stop asking me those shits, dad!” Jackson shouted.“Oh, and you’re taking responsibility! Do you really want to get hit, HUH?” Don Vandolf said angrily.“I thought you’re a gentleman, papa. I gave you my full respect without even knowing that you’re doing some miracle within this house! YOU’RE NOT SATISFIED WITH YOUR MISTRESS! YOU’RE REALLY STILL GROWING YOUR ATTITUDE!” the young Jackson cried loudly.Don Vandolf could not help but hear what he heard.“WHAT, DADDY? DON’T SAY YOU WILL DENY THAT IN FRONT OF ME? I SAW YOU AND THAT SNAKE KISSING EACH OTHER IN YOUR OWN BED, IN MOM’S BED! ARE WE NOT ENOUGH FOR YOU? DO WE NOT LOVE YOU? AND YOU WE
Jackson quickly released Yvette when Freya suddenly regained consciousness. He immediately approached Freya and stroked her hair."Y-you're awake. H-how are you feeling? Is something hurting you?" Jackson asked worriedly."I still feel a little dizzy," Freya replied. She frowned when she saw Yvette. "Who is she?" she asked."Uhm, I'm the daughter of the doctor that was assigned to you. He asked me to monitor your vitals on his behalf. Your nurse is also on lunch break," Yvette replied with a smile. She smiled as if nothing had happened between her and Jackson."Jackson?""W-what he said was true, Freya," Jackson stammered.‘Am I hallucinating, earlier? I saw Jackson holding this girl's neck,' Freya thought."Are you okay? Do you need anything?" Jackson asked again."I'm fine. Please call the doctor. I want to get out of here. I need to talk to the chief in person," Freya said while removing the dextrose from her hand."Freya, you can’t even if we want to. Please don't force yourself.
The number you have dialed is either unattended or out of coverage. Please try again later.Annoyed, Jacob pocketed his cell phone when he didn't contact Freya."Please answer my call, Freya," Jacob whispered. He got his phone from his pocket then he dialed her number eleven times but he got no answer from her. He tried it once more.The number you have dialed is either —"Fúck! I'm sick of this shit!" he shouted angrily into his cell phone. He put his hands on his head and hugged himself.Currently, a forensic pathologist is examining the child's body found along the street in España. Jacob knew the forensic pathologist because he, himself, contacted him to come to the town of Monte Carlos. The pathologist demanded a lot of compensation from Jacob because he was carrying his last supplies to the small town. That didn't matter to Jacob because what he wanted to know was what was the real cause of the child's death and if it was really his son. He repeatedly called Freya just to ask he
Jacob took the star necklace before he talked to his forensic pathologist friend, Mr. George."Jacob, my friend called me and we already have the DNA result. It's negative. The child lying in the morgue is not your child," Mr. George said. "I know," Jacob replied sparingly."Then why didn't you say anything to me? I should have stopped the tests I did on the corpse," Mr. George said. "I'm sorry. I have another favor to ask. Can you call your friend?" Jacob pleaded.Mr. George raised his eyebrows. "Why do I need to call him? We already know the result and it will be faxed to us any minute now," he said."Tell him to change the result. Make it positive," Jacob ordered. direct laughMr. George laughed. . He put both his hands on his waist and then scratched his prickly nose. Mr. George was a Mestizo because his father is an American."You're kidding, right?" The eyebrows of Mr. George met. His eyes narrowed and looked at Jacob closely. "What's on your mind?" he continued.Jacob smiled.
A secret smile quickly curved Jackson's lips as he watched the news on television in the hospital lobby. After he hypnotized Yvette's head, he slowly walked back to Freya's room.“I Didn't know that I would meet another idiot today," he whispered as he rubbed his palms together.Jackson was a kind child, not until he repeatedly witnessed his father's behavior. His dark side started to dominate him when he met Josefina, Jacob's biological mother. Don Vandolf didn't even explain to him that his mistress didn't know that he was a mistress even before they had Jacob. His father made him think that he was not the only one who was tempted and made a mistake. That's when Jackson's anger started to flare up with his mother Josefina and Jacob. He thought it was Jacob's mother who insisted herself to his father. He thought Josefina looked like money and soulless for destroying her happy family. Right after he burned down their home, his mother died. I guess that is what is called karma. As Jaco