*LOUIS*I'm really annoyed! I thought by bringing me here, she already had a duplicate key, but apparently not at all. No matter how much you cover up your boss's mistakes, Naomi. I will do everything I can to find out what she did wrong. After several minutes of waiting, the door opened forcibly. There's no other way to open it properly because I don't like waiting long. Upon entering this room, what I saw was very different from the other rooms. Not the standard hotel room in general. This is more precisely a small house inside the hotel building."'Is CCTV installed in this room" I asked the equipment manager. He is responsible for the building construction. He should know everything without exception. "No, sir, we never entered this room.""How can you never go into this room? Then who is responsible for making this room," I said, walking to check all parts of this room, and in the bathroom. There were two bathrobes hanging there. I'm sure that's what they use.Two scattered hote
*RADELLA*Locked up in a room like a dangerous criminal, I am surprised by his attitude. He should have immediately told me to leave his house. I don't mind just throwing it away without having to look for the man who slept with me. The waiter came in only to deliver food. I don't have an appetite, but my stomach is hungry. I sat facing the window all day, feeling the pain. My lips are still swollen and sore from the slap. But I force it for the sake of my child - he has to live, he has to eat, I will protect him. I don't know how long I sat here from morning to evening. The doorknob opened, but I did not turn around. Maybe it was the waiters who delivered dinner. I haven't showered or dressed up. I'm lazy to do anything."Akkh!"A sudden action! I immediately covered my mouth with my hands after his hand roughly pulled my hair. Then he kissed and bit my lips. Swearing is useless because he is a bastard! The wound on my lip still hurts, causing pain. What else does he want to do to
*Louis* "But, sir, we still want to ask," argued a woman who stood up and walked over to us. They are like fish on bait, always charging if they are not full. "Sorry, that's all for now, thank you," I said with a smile. I pulled Ella's hand so she stood up. I don't want her to be asked strange questions and not be able to answer them. "Can I ask for your photo for the cover of our magazine? Your wife's pregnancy will be hot news this week," said another person. I really want to tell the world about my wife's pregnancy. No matter whose child she carries, I will claim it as mine! I grabbed Ella's hips possessively and whispered, "Smile or I'll kiss you." She had to be threatened. She was shaking, her hands were sweaty, she was nervous next to me. Is this what she wants, to be treated gently? My face was close to hers and one hand was holding her stomach. She held her breath and was very nervous. This is the right time to make her bend her knees to me. I like women like this,
*Radella* I don't know what feeling is in my heart now. My mouth could say no but I like it, I like being touched by him, I'm like someone who longs for it but is embarrassed to ask. For God's sake! This is completely different from how I feel about Keaton. And unfortunately, my mother-in-law caught us both. My bedroom door was never locked and no one ever entered without knocking first. Maybe the whole family came to congratulate us. He and I looked at each other, not knowing what to say. After his mother left, a smile appeared on his lips. We took a deep breath and I looked at him annoyed. We separated and stood naked. I felt a little embarrassed when he glanced at my body which I covered with a blanket. "Put on your clothes, baby, let's go down together," he said as he put on his trousers. "I want to take a shower first," I said, passing him then he stopped me in my tracks and kissed my cheek. "Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs, okay," he said with a smile. These che
*RADELLA* "Forget that bastard's name, I'm Louis, your husband, and get used to saying my name!" I kept quiet and closed my eyes when Louis released his grip and punched the wall next to my face. I don't know why I was afraid of him, his actions yesterday traumatized me. I have never been rude to my parents or anyone close to me from childhood to adulthood. I didn't expect it to feel like that. I can't even open my mouth wide because my cheeks still feel bruised and my lips still sting. He's the bastard, not my chef. "I lost my appetite because you mentioned his name, that chef, I'll make sure he suffers!" he said with murderous eyes. Louis stepped away and left the room, slamming the door making me startled. He is very rude and angry. How can I fall in love and forget Keaton? OH God help him, don't let Louis hurt him. *** Morning I woke up early and was still uninspired. Locked up in the room and only having food delivered to the room. There is no appetite because my lips
*KEATON* The busyness in the kitchen with smoke billowing and the sound of cooking utensils clinking from every corner of the kitchen was so enthusiastic. The smell of cooking had wafted out of the kitchen. The breakfast menu has been served. I'm preparing the necessities for the lunch menu. "Edward, chicken stock, fish, shrimp and vegetable stock, please prepare it today." "Yes, chef!" "Dovi, please prepare 20 large pieces of fresh salmon for grilling." "Yes, chef!" I walked around the kitchen monitoring everyone working. In the corner, I heard the girls gossiping. I strained my ears to hear what they were talking about. "Madam isn't coming again?" "I don't think so, you were watching yesterday's news or this morning's newspaper. It said she was pregnant." "What!?" I was shocked to hear that too. She is pregnant and that is our child. Finally, what I wanted from her came true. Last night I asked my older brother for his opinion about our forbidden relationship.
*LOUIS* Watching the love drama of these two people who don't want to be separated makes me sick. Ella begged me with her pleading eyes, but I couldn't feel pity, no! Because I'm jealous! "I told you earlier... did you forget, baby?" I whispered in her ear and she could only cry and then her eyes continued to look at that damn man. The man who dared and dared to taste mine belonged to Louis! "You all go, I'll call you back when you're done," I shouted to those I had given the task of beating the man, they lowered their heads and left without asking anything. After they left I let go of Ella's hand and saw what their love was like. Ella ran and immediately hugged the man, sobbing and I felt suffocated. To be a husband is willing to have my wife hug and cry for another man, even though I am also guilty, I am still not willing and don't want to compare my faults and her faults. I leaned my body against the wall and tried to make these two people realize that I was among them. "W
*KEATON* I hate myself because I couldn't save what I should be able to save. If I had known yesterday that she was pregnant, I would have taken her away from this city. I will persuade her or even kneel at her feet so that she follows what I say. And now, it's too late. Because of this man, she risked our child. For God's sake! I hate being in a helpless state like this! The man approached me after being satisfied with doing everything he wanted. If both of my hands and feet were separated, he wouldn't be able to smile with satisfaction like this. "Open the tape on his mouth," he ordered. My eyes saw the jar in her hand. Oh my God, my child, my child's fetus. "You are cruel! You don't know how much a child means. I pray that God will punish you!" I swore at him. I don't want my child to be killed before he develops normally. He is a savage man! "This is the consequence if you dare to fight a Jackwell. Just so you know even this is too light in your punishment," He taunted
*RADELLA* In the morning. "You cheap woman!" I woke up and sat up straight away when Keaty shouted at me like that in my dream. I turned my head and saw Louis still sleeping by my side. Rubbing my face I got out of bed. Wearing a silk kimono. Take a glass of drinking water and sip it slowly. Open the balcony door and close it again. The sky was still dark and looked beautiful because of the stars shining on it. My life, which used to feel dark, is now bright because of Louis' love. But it wasn't easy, I had to go through a lot. Love that shouldn't be. A relationship that was initially forced becomes something that is addictive and difficult to forget but must be left behind. And finally what? I'm to blame, me. I was the one who tried to save my child but I was the one who was hated. I tried to protect my child but I was also hated. I am the one who cannot escape the situation. I am also the one who is hated, insulted, and humiliated without thinking, what if they were me? I'
RADELLA When we got home, the guard at the gate told us that two men had come to visit our house while we were still in China. They even asked on the phone back if we were home. I looked at the CCTV footage and recognized that it was Keaton's brothers. “Let me make the call,” I said. Before I looked for them, it turned out they were looking for us first, what a coincidence. I can no longer maintain my ego to continue seeking help from other people. Keaty also wants to get to know them and it's time for them to meet for the first time. "Hello, good afternoon, I'm Radella, Chef," "Good afternoon, Madam Radella. I, Kyle. Thank you for contacting me. I would like to ask permission to deliver Keaton's last letter to Keatra. If you don't allow us to meet Keatra, then we just want to leave the letter and please, this time receive Keaton's last message in that letter." "Yes, come with Chef Dimitri, Keatra wants to get to know you," "She already knows. We'll be there in about two h
*RADELLA*I looked at Louis who was also surprised to see her climbing the stairs quickly without paying attention to us. She never like this. My feet stepped back up the stairs after her. I can't guess what happened. Does she already know who she is and is angry with me for not telling her the truth or something else because she was taken by force?I have to think positively. She came into the room and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at me who was slowly approaching her. "What's wrong, honey? You're angry with us," I said, and her gaze sharpened. I sat next to her and her head turned to look at me. "Can I ask, Mom?" I gulped saliva; suddenly, my heart started beating fast. I'm afraid what he's asking is very difficult for me to reveal. "Yes, darling, say everything you want to ask." "Who am I? Whose child am I?" Finally, the words came out of her tiny lips. I can't say this truth. Oh my God! I was shaken, my brain couldn't think, let alone explain everything. Her eyes pierce
*RADELLA* It's been 8 days, I've been waiting with uncertainty. How many times have I begged Louis to let me talk to Keaty on the phone to relieve my longing? but he always said that the telecommunications signal was disrupted and difficult to contact. What mother wouldn't be worried if she heard that her daughter was in the middle of a war that could result in lives being lost? Even though she was in a refugee barracks which was heavily guarded by fully armed soldiers. Misfortune can happen if the enemy is too bold to act worse than they think. "Today, she will go home, but she will arrive tomorrow afternoon. Are you still worried?" Louis cupped my face with both hands. His eyes searched straight into mine. Eye bags that look sunken and black indicate I'm not getting enough rest. I couldn't sleep well; every hour, I woke up and fell asleep again 15 minutes later. It always repeats itself every day and sometimes I don't want to sleep anymore. I feel like I'm not okay. I was wor
RADELLA "Louis!" I rushed into the room. Luckily, it was quiet; there were no people. He was surprised to see me, then stood up and approached me, who was having difficulty speaking. "Why honey, what happened?" I was confused, looking at him, who was also worried about watching me and holding my arms, so I stopped moving and focused on standing in front of him. "Keaty, I... I just met Keaton's older brother. He told Keaton about an inherited disease from his grandmother, and, I, I—" "Calm down honey," He grabbed me and took me to the sofa. "How can I calm down, Louis? I want to check on her. I want to see her now. I want her to come home quickly. Please, tell your bodyguards to take her home tomorrow." "It will tire her out, Ella, the journey there is quite tiring. The air time is long. I will send our plane when they get home. Everything will be fine. We have to be sure that she is healthy, okay." I hugged him, crying in his arms, "I can't imagine that happening to her. L
*RADELLA*Today my schedule is a visit to a foundation that accommodates children with cancer. Donations in the form of food, fruit, vegetables, and medical equipment, as well as the medicines they need. I and several people who are administrators of charity activities mingled with them.Small children aged 5 to 8 years have also been diagnosed with cancer. I try to get them to recover. Their future is still long and their body's strength can still develop, supported by healthy food and proper and appropriate medication management. To liven up the atmosphere so it wasn't stiff, we sang together and after that had lunch together. "Lunch is ready?" "Yes, Madam," answered my assistant who is always by my side when there are outside activities like this. Her job was just to coordinate what I needed. "Radella, come here, let's take a photo—" Mrs. Georgia, the wife of a minister called me and asked me to selfie together. These administrators are not just ordinary women. The wives of off
*Louis*Arranged marriage in my family is inevitable. Gree has been the strongest candidate in my family from the start. My mother liked him and hoped for him to get a wife with a girl of noble birth who was equal to us. For the sake of preserving good and pure noble descendants. Luckily Gree purely has my blood because I would be considered a fraud if it turned out that Gree wasn't my real son. "Keaty doesn't need to take military education, right? I don't think she's strong," said Ella. I understand that too and I won't force it. The one I have to force is Louisa. That girl must get the best education. She is very capable of tarnishing my good name. "No honey, don't worry. Do you want to take a shower with me?" I answered. Seeing her so confused face, I knew what she was thinking. After being busy arranging Gree's matchmaking, she was busy again thinking about how Chef's son didn't meet her daughter. What if she knew that the man was also in Africa, as a commander on a secret mis
Radella "Mom, Louis, and I have agreed to give our sons the freedom to choose wives according to their wishes. Based on our experience, arranged marriages are difficult and it's a pity for the women who are arranged marriages if they don't love them," I reasoned. My Mother-in-law's face was still firm and did not soften. "You feel all that, Ella, and love needs a process. You two can be happy now, right? Greeshawn has strong charisma; in the future, he will be Louis' successor. If you want to give that freedom, please just go to Marshawn." Gosh, why did she choose it? We have the right to provide the best for our children. My sister-in-law smiled and held my hand. "Gree has to get the best girl. Mommy probably already has a candidate," She said and my mother-in-law immediately answered, "Yes, a Princess from Spain, Tatiana Esperanza. She is still 18 years old and I want to introduce them later after the girl is declared unfit for Gree." Gosh, what can I say to Crystal, poor her?
Radella There was a fear that gnawed at my soul. Guilt for selfishness that persists until now. This was a terrible blow that hit the deepest recesses of my soul. What did he do wrong to me, nothing, no. I was in the wrong but he was the one who received the scars of all this until the end of his life. Goodbye, Keaton, rest and peace in there, I'm sorry. *** "You ready?" I took Keaty to the airport, Louis didn't have time because there was an internal company meeting that couldn't be postponed. The 10 best bodyguards are ready in front of the house and will come with her. Keaty sighed when she saw the burly men lined up neatly in front of her. They each introduced themselves. After finishing, Keaty got into the car with me first. "I'm like a prisoner, Mom," She said, looking at the bodyguards through the car window. They wore white T-shirts, jeans, and black glasses. It looks inconspicuous if it's just one or two people, but if they walk together behind Keaty then they will