Sara's words were like a match igniting the flames of anger within Kisa, who could not help but snarl at her. But Sara feigned a frightened and pitiful look, acting remorseful."Kisa, you're still pregnant. Don't get angry; it's not good for the baby. If I said something wrong, just tell me, and I will apologize."Kisa clenched her hand at her side, taking deep breaths and desperately reminding herself not to lose control. Sara was deliberately putting on an act in front of Gilbert, and if Kisa lost her cool, she would be painted as the irrational villain. With forced calm, Kisa said, "You didn't say anything wrong.""Kisa, don't be like that," Sara suddenly grabbed her arm, feigning a gentle and kind demeanor."We all know each other well. If I said something wrong, just tell me. Don't keep your frustrations bottled up; it's really not good for the baby."Kisa closed her eyes, struggling to maintain her composure as her anger simmered beneath the surface. Gilbert didn't look at h
But, when Kisa touched Sara's back, her hand came away slick with blood. It was real."It is all fake! This has to be her ploy, playing the victim. It must be—" Kisa's words were abruptly cut off as a strong hand violently gripped her jaw.Gilbert's eyes seethed with menace as he snarled, "I told you, get out!"Suddenly, it felt as if something shattered into a million pieces, the fragments echoing with intensity. A suffocating pain radiated from her heart, engulfing her entire body. Kisa's vision blurred, but she stood defiantly straight, refusing to collapse. Gilbert, without sparing her a glance, coldly shoved her away.She staggered back, leaning against a cabinet, her voice filled with despair."Fine... I'll go." She turned and walked toward the door, her heart bleeding with every agonizing step. The room seemed to plunge into darkness, yet she did not falter, finally making her way through the door.Kelvin looked anxious. "Gilbert, maybe you should bring her back. After all
Upon hearing that his godfather intended to capture his mother, he swore to remain by his side, poised to rescue his mother at a moment's notice. He acknowledged that his godfather had transformed, morphing into a darker, more terrifying figure, but he was steadfast in his mission to protect his mother. As Blake's passionate words filled the air, Kisa's heartache began to subside, replaced by a sense of comfort.Throughout her life, Kisa had faced immense pain and adversity, but she drew strength from the fact that her three children were still alive – a reality she had once deemed unimaginable.Springtime breathed new life into the world, yet amidst the thriving green courtyard, David sat, a hollow shell of a man, confined to a wheelchair.Jensen diligently attended to David, preparing a basin of warm water. He wrung out a towel, tenderly grasped David's hand, and meticulously wiped it clean.Kisa observed the poignant scene from a distance, her heart heavy with conflicting emotio
She cherished the memories of their carefree childhood, when the three of them were inseparable. On balmy summer nights, they would gather in the courtyard, sipping drinks and playing games. Jensen would assist her with her homework, and she would engage in playful banter with Gilbert. Those days were simple, yet full of joy. But now, everything had changed, and nothing was the same.Fighting back tears, she tilted her head up, gazing at the night sky. She yearned to return to those days, but she knew it was an impossible dream.Jensen tapped the ash from his cigarette and suddenly asked, "Do you know why I claimed this mansion?"Kisa stayed quiet. He smiled."This house carries the weight of Grandma's adoration for Gilbert, and my father's efforts to win Peter's favor. I was envious, so I took it for myself.""But Gilbert and Peter don't care about this house, or any of the Kooper family's fortune."Jensen laughed bitterly. "You're right, they don't care. Yet the two people I ch
"I seized this mansion and the Kooper family's fortune out of bitter envy, but you're different. You've been my hidden obsession since we were young."Desperate, he begged, "Stay with me, won't you?"He grasped her like a drowning man clinging to a lifeline.Overwhelmed with sadness, Kisa closed her eyes. Taking a deep breath, she gently pried his hand away. "I'm sorry."As she retreated inside, Jensen laughed bitterly. Turning to David, paralyzed in his wheelchair, he taunted. "See? In the end, it's just us two pathetic souls left. Emilia loved Damon, and now she loves Gilbert. We are nothing. Nothing at all."Tears streamed down David's face as he stared at Jensen. It was unclear if they were tears of sadness or regret.After searching the mansion for two days, Kisa found her mother's diary. Jensen had hidden it, likely to prevent David from discovering her mother's true feelings. But Kisa believed David deserved to know her mother had loved him until her dying breath.One bea
Kisa's lips pressed together as she sat down beside David.He held the photo album and his mother's diary tenderly in his arms, then said, "Regardless of what others may say about your mother, she was the most incredible woman this world has ever known."Hearing him praise her mother so passionately, Kisa's heart swelled with gratitude. In truth, neither of them had ever truly let the other down; it was a series of misunderstandings and unfortunate events that had kept them apart. A lifetime of missed connections. He shared his memories of Emilia, reminiscing about their idyllic days in the countryside awaiting the birth of their child. When Peter was born, he embodied their love and hope for the future. But, to support Emilia's acting career, David had reluctantly left Peter in the care of a friend. His plan had been to marry Emilia and reunite their family once everything was settled.But fate had other plans, and a series of heartbreaking events unfolded. He was forcibly expelled
Peter tried to call him 'Dad' but could not find the words. Instead, he resorted to 'Uncle Adrien'. David had been caring and loving toward him since he was just 'Uncle Adrien'. And he knew that David's acquisition of the Kooper family fortune had been all for him. So, he alone embraced David's tombstone, weeping like an abandoned child.Jensen observed him, his eyes void of emotion. He did not shed a single tear throughout the entire funeral.After the service, Peter attempted to take Kisa with him, but Jensen intervened. Peter's anger erupted, and he shouted at Jensen, "What the hell do you want? You drove our dad to his grave. Do you want her to meet the same fate?"Jensen remained silent, instead instructing his bodyguards to escort Kisa back to the Kooper residence.As they left, Kisa saw Jensen depart with Peter, though she had no clue where they were headed. Worried for Peter, she called him repeatedly after returning to the Kooper residence, but no one answered. She tried J
Jensen's hands were drenched in blood, shaking uncontrollably as he fumbled to dial the number. "Fairmont Medical Center... You need to see her now."When Gilbert arrived, he found Jensen hunched over, face buried in his blood-soaked hands. The sight was both shocking and terrifying. Gilbert rushed over, grabbed him by the collar, and demanded, "What the hell happened? I trusted you to take care of her! That's why I let her go. How could you let this happen?"Jensen looked up at him, his crimson eyes filled with a haunting emptiness. It was as if his soul had been swallowed by a rotting swamp, never to resurface.In the end, Gilbert could not bring himself to hit Jensen. He released him and approached the emergency room door. Staring at it, he felt suffocated and overwhelmed."I'm so sorry. I won't yell at you or be cruel anymore. Just please, stay alive. You have to make it through this."He prayed silently, filled with regret for sending her away. He could not fathom life withou