*RADELLA* Miami's warm air is so strong it makes me sweat. Walking on the beach with Zee saw people playing beach volleyball and it looked fun, in the end, we joined in playing. I couldn't keep trying to hit the ball until my palms were red and sore. "A noble plays volleyball, maybe only you," she scoffed. "Not really," "But you may never be let free, am I right?" I nodded in resignation. From childhood to marriage, I didn't have the freedom like most people. Maybe, I should be destined with grace. Zee glanced at me and we stopped walking. Sit under a shady tree. "Up there, there is a nightclub. All the lights around the hotel will be on, and the cool beach breeze will add to the impression of a fresher outdoor nightclub, especially for those who like to smoke," She said, pointing to the rooftop from our seat. "Oh yeah, you're right, but I've never been to a place like that." "And you're lucky, this is your hotel and you have to visit. While Louis and Jamie aren't there, we
*RADELLA* Zee and Sebastian looked back, looking at me, "You already know, Ella?" Zee asked. I said loudly, "Yes, I met him when my husband and I honeymooned for the umpteenth time in Paris some time ago. He served us," Keaton smiled broadly, looking at Zee, not me. "Lots of guests came and we served them well, Madam, maybe because there were too many, I forgot about you," he said as he looked at me and the two people in front walked back towards the sofa. I suddenly got annoyed again. "Well, Ella, initially I chose Chef Keaton but he refused for many reasons and finally he offered his friend, Chef Sebastian Monsera, an expert in Italian, French, and Chinese cooking. But if you want to choose Chef Keaton, you have to persuade him, isn't that right, Chef? " I gulped saliva, how could I persuade him, Zee? Ah, if you knew, but wait... why doesn't he want to? If he forgets his memory, it's impossible to refuse, whether it's because he's far from his wife. I was forced to look at him
*LOUIS*"Where are you?" "Office, you?" The mafia called me and asked where I was. He, who was busy with many things, still had time to worry about his wife being seduced by another man. I just believe in Ella, there's no way she would do something crazy like last time. She had experience in causing trouble. She will be deterred from making the same mistake. Mistakes that are never forgotten and always leave an impression because something is left behind. "I heard from my assistant that the two chefs are handsome, I'll send a photo in a moment," he said again. I don't have the power to argue. Not long after, he sent the photo and it turned out one of the chefs was Ella's ex, Fuck! Why does that man still want to find a way to have a relationship with my wife again? "You've seen it, I'll be leaving in half an hour. Are you still hanging on behind the files or in another woman's crotch?" "I'm leaving now!" I said and he chuckled in amusement, that bastard! He managed to make me an
*Louis* After my plane landed, five minutes later there was also a private jet that landed and parked next to my plane. That's one made by my factory too and I think I know the owner of the plane. I stopped waiting for him to get out of the plane. And that's right, he's the man, the former mafia. Black glasses are always perched on his nose when he is traveling anywhere with a black carry-on bag in his hand. I stood waiting for him and he stepped quickly towards me. "I thought you were at the hotel first." "There's a little problem holding me up. We're going straight to the hotel, does your wife know you're coming," I asked and he grinned. This bastard always has many ways to surprise people with his actions. "Of course not. I always give her surprises, mental therapy so she's always alert, even though she's not a member of the FBI anymore," he said. Something rare happened to them. An enemy who should have been captured and destroyed instead became a husband and wife who love
*ELLA* I stood in front of the balcony of my room, feeling the strong summer wind caressing my face, and blowing my hair back. Close my eyes, to feel peace, what my heart wants. Running away with him wasn't the right thing for me to do. Many parties were disappointed, and many scandals opened. All the secrets would be revealed and I wouldn't live for another year or two. If God gives me a long life until I grow old, then I will accept the bad effects of what I do. Talking about love, Louis loves me, he has changed, he gave everything, and he loves Keatra like his own child. Then why would I go with a man who would leave his other children for the sake of one child with me? The sky was orange which in a matter of minutes turned gray and darkened, I was still frozen in place. Suddenly I felt big arms hugging my body from behind. I was silent enjoying the distinctive aroma of his perfume which I liked. His lips kissed my bare neck and shoulders. His two hands touched my flat sto
*KEATON*Try to live calmly, no longer looking back. Holding all the desire to just know what my daughter and Ella look like. She was very secretive, not exposing anything about her all this time. Kyle and Dimitri, who live in London, never found it. Ella was only seen with her 3 children, while the whereabouts of her other two children were unknown. "Have you taken your medicine?" "Yes, darling, I have, thank you," I said, hugging my wife who still didn't know that I had recovered from years ago. He took care of me with great affection. I don't regret marrying her back and living the rest of my life with her. The disease I suffer from requires extra care. I need a suitable spinal cord donor. And none of my family members match. Maybe I don't have much longer to live. I got out of bed and walked towards the kitchen. Alexa is busy cooking breakfast. My three children were sitting at the dining table busy with each other. "Hey, you can't eat this much, Stacy," "But it's delicious,
*RADELLA*"Mom, I want to go home." Suddenly Keaty called me in a serious tone that she wanted to go home. She was working on getting a degree as a veterinarian in Australia and couldn't possibly move here straight away. She has to finish first and then go home, I think that's the best. "Isn't it still a year before you can go home?" "I miss you, Mom and Dad. I also asked for a transfer letter, and it was approved," She replied, making me smile. "Is it true" I feel happy if that's what she wants and it's not a problem. I just don't like that she thinks everything can be managed with money because she is the daughter of a Billionaire nobleman. Like Louisa, she has Louis' controlling nature. She is very fussy about choosing friends and doesn't want to be close to people she considers parasites, wanting to be famous because of herself. Feeling like Louis's proud daughter, the only one living with us, made her big-headed and could do whatever she wanted. I find it difficult to manage
*RADELLA* "Where's Louisa?" At the dinner table, Louis always monitored which of his children did not eat together. I have to prepare lots of excuses when one of the children is not at home so that he doesn't get angry and doesn't blame me for not caring about their whereabouts. "She's in her room, probably still mad that I told her not to go out in Marshawn's new car," I told her about the commotion between the two children, and soon Marshawn came and joined in. Louis looked at his son and said, "Your car is used occasionally if you want to show off, not used every day. Moreover, if you take a bet, if you lose and your car is lost, I will take into account your monthly money to cover the loss," he said and the child did not dare to interrupt. Louis always gave threats and consideration to everything he said to his children. So far no one dared to protest what he ordered. Discipline is a form of rule that he applies in this house. I came to Louisa's room and was going t
*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