*RADELLA* To meet that woman I had to lie to Louis that I wanted to visit my restaurant and he allowed it. I was accompanied by a driver and accompanied by four bodyguards in two cars. By the time I got there, she was sitting in the corner and waving her hand for me to see. All the employees bowed their heads to see me coming. Who among them had found the recording and told this woman? If they deal with me they can survive but if Louis finds out, I can't help. "Quickly tell me what you want because I don't have much time," I said, she looked relaxed enjoying the pasta on the plate. "You're so scared Ella, are you afraid that Louis will kill your child?" "Don't talk too much! I don't want to hear any nonsense from your mouth. Quickly settle this matter. I ask for the recording and tell me what you want!" She looked at me with a mocking grin, feeling like she had won a video that could bring down my self-esteem in front of everyone. She wanted me to be destroyed and hated by Lo
*RADELLA* "My life is in your hands, whatever you want," I said resignedly. Let's just say this is payback for him making me cheat on him. The effects of his actions are what he tries to defend against. Everything that happens always has consequences that must be borne. It will be easier to cut the root of the problem and return to life a new one rather than fixing it from the bottom, causing problems on top. "Just now I gave you the cell phone, you can already hide things from me. If it wasn't something important, I would turn a blind eye." "I just don't want you to know and end up beating people again, hurting them, that's not a good way." "Yeah, not a good way for them but they can easily destroy us. You should think a hundred times about involving public places as a release of lust." I lowered my head, his jaw tightened and his emotions began to rise. The woman's phone, which rang, was immediately thrown into the sea. I glanced at him from under my eyelashes, he was r
*Louis* "You postpone my meeting tomorrow until lunchtime. All agendas for tomorrow morning are canceled." "Yes sir." To comply with my beloved wife's wishes, I had to cancel many meetings. It's been a long time since I went on a business trip. Usually have fun with my friends after work is done. Now I just spend time with Ella. That's if possible because it turns out that domestic affairs take up a lot of time. Without therapy, I have started to be able to control myself. In the past, if I was angry, I would take out my frustration on other women, one of whom was Sarah. My unusual emotional control is because when I was a child I was always restrained and I wasn't allowed to talk much to anyone. I harbored resentment towards my father who always acted sanctimoniously in front of everyone. And when I grew up, I hated hypocrisy. I punish everyone who cheats on me without exception. "Don't anyone approach the room before I leave? Turn on the sirens if there is danger."
*Ella" I stretched lazily, I didn't feel Louis' warm embrace. Where is he, I feel my hand to the side, is he awake? My eyes were hard to open, I slept very soundly. Spending the night on this ship gave me a new sensation. Maybe next time I'll ask him to sail further. After a few minutes of waking up, my eyes opened and sunlight entered the room. I pulled the bathrobe over my naked body. Walk to the side of the ship and open the sliding door to feel the fresh breeze that greets me. Eh, why has it arrived? I think we're still sailing. "Louis, where are you?" I shouted for him and went into the bathroom, but he wasn't there. Exited the room and found a guard standing guard in front of the room. "Good morning Madam." "Um, my husband, where is he?" "Mr. Louis has left first. He ordered you to have breakfast before leaving," he explained. Outrageous! He went away leaving me alone. How important is the matter? Usually, he wakes me up first. Maybe it's because of that woman. "Has
*Ella* My silver dress is almost the same as the dress displayed on the mannequin. But that dress is for a slim woman's body, whose is it? I don't feel like twinning with anyone. I choose the materials and quality. I always want to look different for special events every year even though my husband never participates. "Whose dress is this?" I asked the designer of this place. She smiled and said quietly, "Sarah, she asked for it to be made with materials like yours." I groaned harshly, and took a deep breath, why does she want what I like? It's not enough that she gets long nights with my husband. And enjoy all the facilities. "I want to change to another color—" "What about Mr. Louis, he's a person who finds it difficult to agree on the color he likes." "I'll call him, just a moment." I didn't know if he also asked to make clothes that were the same color as me. I'm used to being without my husband and never knowing if he wants to wear a couple of clothes. The even
*Louis* I left her, who was still fast asleep, not for work reasons, but to calm my emotions so they wouldn't evaporate. I hate it if she can still mention other men's names. Even though it was subconscious, I still couldn't accept it. My people handled the video case of Ella's infidelity quickly and the digital evidence was destroyed. I immediately sent one suspect to prison so he wouldn't act again. He deliberately contacted Sarah to gain profit. Leveraged our case as a financial resource for him and he deserves criminal punishment. My car and Eddy's car arrived in front of the office at the same time. He walked quickly over to me, handing over evidence of Sarah's affair files. This woman must be silenced by the destruction of her career so that she will no longer be in the media spotlight. I didn't want to destroy her and I had given her enough time for her to change and she didn't. She has destroyed my trust and now she is the source of all the problems that arise.
*RADELLA* My leg muscles felt weak as the release came crashing down on me. Making all my nerves tense, my blood raced fast enjoying Louis' warm spurts that flooded my womb. He gently pulled my waist to stand straight again after he finished buttoning his trousers again. "You're too much Louis," I said breathlessly. He kissed my lips while hugging my waist. "Feeling you in such a neat state like this is something extraordinary. Maybe we can do it again in the building's toilet, later," he said with a perverted squint in his eyes. "Your thoughts are truly unacceptable, respected Mr. Louis." We are like people who are having an affair. He put on his vest and tie again and then took my hand out of the room. I felt her liquid leaking out onto my thighs and calves, sticky and uncomfortable. "I need to go to the toilet for a moment," I said and he held me back. "No, I want you to feel it, we are like an affair that does it secretly and briefly. Isn't that interesting honey?
*RADELLA* The woman seemed to dominate the stage, she could even make everyone laugh with her words. Except for people who might not like it. My in-laws and several tables were also more busy chatting than listening to her ramblings. I glanced at Louis who felt uncomfortable, his eyes wandering around, occasionally smiling at the people who waved at him. When his eyes and mine met he blinked one eye. I smiled and he held my hand under the table. "You look uncomfortable sir, feeling nervous," I said. He shook his head and took a deep breath, looking back at the stage where his girlfriend was laughing and entertaining a man at the front desk. After that, the woman walked towards us and greeted my in-laws and Louis. "Good evening Mr. Louis and family, before this event begins, would you like to say a few words?" All cameras captured this moment. During hot issues that are currently rolling. Maybe this shameless woman thinks this is normal and doesn't care what people say.
*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