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
'Maybe separating is the best resolution for us,' Kisa thought.Gilbert did not reply. Instead, he tightened his embrace, pulling her closer, showing her that he did not want to part ways, not even at the cost of his life.Kisa lowered her gaze, overwhelmed by melancholy, and remained silent.The next morning, she awoke to the sound of lighthearted laughter and the bustling activity in the kitchen. She gazed blankly at the ceiling, her heart stirring faintly.'How long has it been? How long since I last heard such carefree laughter? How long since I last experienced this simple, comforting sense of home?'Slowly sitting up, she pushed herself off the bed. Since losing the baby, her weight had dropped dramatically, her 5'5" frame scarcely weighing over 100 pounds. Her face was pale, and her emaciated body exuded a fragile frailty. As she stared into the mirror, there was a knock at the door. A small head peeked in.It was Ada."Mommy, can I come in?"Kisa smiled at her. "Of cour
That fateful day, if he had not pushed her away for Sara's sake, the child growing inside her might have been born safely. The memory of the unborn child caused a mist to form in the corners of his eyes. The truth was, he had driven her away not because of Sara, but because he could not bear to face her. After discovering the horrific truth about his parents' untimely death, he was haunted by vivid images of the accident. He knew he should not blame her, and he did not. But as she had once said, it was like a persistent thorn lodged in his heart, impossible to remove.He felt the need to step back, to give himself time to extract that painful thorn. Yet, he could not bring himself to let her go. He knew deep down that he could not live without her. So, he fought desperately to hold onto her, gripping her tightly. Even if it meant both of them would end up in anguish, he could not bear to let go of her.He leaned back in his chair, lost in thought for a long while before finally start