Scarlett’s POV
Sitting in the taxi to another hospital -- the hospital where SHE is, to see him. I feel sick. Carsick, morning sick, or just...sick of this trip.
This is the trip I hate the most, and this is a trip I have been taking for ten years: she is always in the hospital, and he is always around her, even before our marriage.
That’s what happens when your crush loves your sister who has Willebrand, combined with a RH- blood type, no less.
Yes, the illness where one can’t heal from bleeding, with the blood type that only 0.3% of people have.
Even a small cut on a finger could be lethal to her. That’s why she is the spoiled treasure of the whole family, the untouchable, the miracle that gets everything she wants by just existing.
Me? Even my existence gets ignored.
My parents have only Ava in their eyes. My brother hates me as if I stole my health from Ava.
No, I just stole her man.
But they hated me even before that. Marrying Sebastian only let their hidden hatred out of the bag.
But I did steal, and I paid for it. I married him, and I got only five years of torment from him.
I thought loving him with all I have could amend for my sin, and I paid with all the love I can find in me. I thought it was my life a dream coming true when I married him, I guess I should have known when I spent our wedding night alone that...
...He will never be the little hero who saved me ten years ago. Not for me, never again.
[Sorry, I guess the plan is back on...after all. Are you still available?] I text Aurora. I feel bad that I just told her to cancel my flight when I was told it would be a one-ticket-for-two.
[For you? Always.]
I close my eyes. It’s decided then.
I can’t back out of it now. He won’t let me. He has been waiting for these divorce papers forever.
I just need to figure out what the baby means in this mess. Well, probably a question only I need to answer. He wouldn’t want anything to do with the baby, and Ava...
It would be tremendously kind of her if she would let the baby live. I’m sure if she asks for my abortion from him, he will happily oblige.
I take a moment after the crazy taxi’s bumpy ride to adjust my breath, letting the thin sweat on my forehead fade as I swallow down the nauseous lump dangling behind my tongue. I get car sick as easy as it is, and carrying a little thing in my womb is making it even harder.
I blame him. It’s definitely a he, bringing nothing but trouble for me, just like his father.
Then I laugh at myself for my childish thought.
A moment ago I was feeling only coldness and horror at the news of his existence, thinking it was just a tiny embryo growing in me that was too little to even show in the scan, a little thing that meant nothing but trouble for me.
But now, I’m already imagining teasing it for its most beautiful laugh in the world. Even before he was born, he was already bringing me joy.
I want to keep him.
That idea scares me. Even if I go through with the plan, could I really bring a baby into a world where he loses one of his parents even before he is born?
Tears swell my eyes at that thought and I can barely see. I blame the hormones.
Giving my tears time to dry, I drag my rubber limbs to Ava’s fifth-floor ward slowly. He is waiting for me inside, but not for the file I WANT to give him.
He wants the one that shatters my heart.
I thought I was ready. I thought he had ground my heart to shreds so tiny that I couldn’t find any love left in me. But it still hurts. And it’s even more impossible to do now, with the baby’s weight on the scale.
“Sebastian, I’m scared. It’s the worst feeling, waiting for the result...” Ava’s timid, girly voice hits me through the door, and I pause, “Hold meeee.”
One sentence from my dear sister, and I lost all my strength to enter. I know he would. He would hold her, with all the love in his heart.
I don’t know how much that love is, but I surely got none.
If I had doubts before this, I don’t now. The only fate for this marriage is to end. I’m here to deliver the divorce papers, I warn myself.
The baby...is just a surprise that won’t change anything.
Five years is long enough of a mistake. I don’t have too much left in me to maintain a marriage-for-one. He married me, but only on paper. His heart is her belongings. Always has been, and always will be.
Tonight I will be in another city, leaving the man I love to the woman he loves.
Scarlett’s POV“The bone marrow transplantation was three months ago, silly,” Sebastian’s chuckle follows her request out to the empty hallway.I put my hand on the doorknob, but I can’t seem to find the strength to turn it. I have seen how loving they are together, too many times for too long.As if torturing myself, I just freeze there, listening.“Today is just a regular checkup, and the result has been good every time before this, hmm?” Sebastian comforts.I could see his tender smile in my head as he coaxed the love of his life, his powerful palm patting her on the head like she was the most delicate flower in the world.That warmth and love are something I have had only once from him, and that one time I thought I touched the sun. For that one time of light I saw in my dark life, I threw myself to that sun, betting with everything I had.And just like the sun, he burnt me.No matter how much I loved him, no matter how much I did for him, I won’t ever get anything in return. Beca
Scarlett’s POVI put out the cigarette on the bin when her door opens.Sebastian frowns at me, remaining by the door, half of a hallway from me. He hates me smoking. He would glare at me, scold me, or like this -- standing far away with disgust on his face.It’s a gross habit, but a woman needs SOMETHING to let out the pain in her chest or she will burst. But then again, if his delicate Ava could afford such a habit, he would definitely join her instead.“So?” He puts one hand in his pocket, glaring at me when he finally walks over. He does that when he is impatient. As in, all the time with me.I gaze at his face, handsome and dominant, just like the day he found me in that forest. But at that time those eyes were clear like crystal, with sparkles like the Milky Way. Right now it’s pure darkness of hatred.He snaps his finger to get my attention.“Sorry...” I dart my eyes to the ground, pulling the divorce papers out. He reaches over, and in panic, I dodge.Instantly, disgust fills h
Scarlett’s POVAurora still took me to the airport. But she wouldn’t give me my ticket.Stuffed a cup of hot cocoa in my hands, she glares at me across McDonald’s tiny table like a fierce mom judging her truant kid.“I JUST found out today--” I start timidly and instantly she retorts--“Yeah, you said that!”It’s not like I planned any of this. I drop my eyes to my cocoa, can’t look at her. She’s mad, and I know why.She’s from a rich family. Beautiful, popular, two-meter-long legs, etc. But she wasn’t born rich. She watched her single mom work her ass off raising her, hating her irresponsible father her whole life, only to find out that he didn’t leave them, like what her mom told her. Her mom brought forward the breakup.She is seeing me doing exactly the same thing.“I won’t teach the baby to hate him...” I mumble, not dare look at the anger on her face. I know how much she has been through.“That’s not all!” Aurora shoots me a death stare, firing like a machine gun, “My mom lied t
Scarlett's POV“What was that?” Aurora blinks. My one-sentence phone call amazes her.I grip my phone, for the second time today, struggling with my plan. I just want to stop being hurt. Is it too much to ask? I close my eyes. A part of me wants to just grab the ticket and leave, letting the world burn behind me.But I can’t. If mom needs a blood transfusion, I need to be there. That’s what I’m in this family for. Their blood vessel.Please, lord, please tell me this phone call has nothing to do with my message to Sebastian.Between Mom really is injured, and Sebastian selling me out... I’m not sure which I hope is the situation.“I guess I’m not leaving today after all,” I let out a sigh, mumbling to Aurora, “I’m really sorry but...I need you to take me back.”“That’s great!” Aurora throws herself into me with genuine happiness in her voice, “That was him? What did he say? Is that always how you call each other?”With Mr. Fuller? Yes.My “dad”, never loved me. He had a deep flow of h
Sebastian’s POVI didn’t reply to Scar’s message. She would never leave. She just manipulates with threats like this.I might have spent too much time on Ava recently, and Scar is throwing a tantrum. She should understand that it’s a life on the line, even if that life belongs to the sister she hates.Not that I don’t understand Scar. I do. Being the healthy one, she is jealous of all the extra attention Ava is getting. That’s why she is the problem child. Always rebellious but proud, acting indifferent but begging for love. She is always looking for attention, with sour messages, tears, or a divorce.I didn’t think she would really give me a signed one. Think of the catastrophe if I dared to really go through with it.Surely enough, Scar came back.No longer with that half-empty suitcase either. I guess her show ends tonight.After all, today we got the best result on Ava’s blood platelet, almost reaching normal level. Today is the day Ava finally gets to live a normal life.“For a m
Scarlett's POVSitting on the cold floor, I realize I made my judgment too early.I thought my life used to be a living hell. How wrong was I. Though everyone treated me horribly, never did they lay a finger on me. After all, I was the precious blood vessel for the fragile Ava. They couldn’t afford to lose me.But not anymore.I palm my face, looking up slowly at the man I once called father, only to realize the coldness in his eyes: I’m still the blood vessel, just not “precious” anymore. I’m now a nice-to-have.After all, Ava is all but healed now.They won’t toss me away because I might still have value. What do they have to lose if I don’t get my chance of a normal life?For that slight “might”, I can’t have my freedom. I’m not allowed to leave the city and have my own life. They don’t care if my heart would be broken a million times every day here, seeing Sebastian with Ava. They don’t care that I might also need love, from somewhere, anywhere.And they can afford to physically hu
Sebastian’s POVThere are broken shards everywhere on the floor. I dare not put down Ava. Her blood platelet might have reached a normal level now, but no one dares to test if the monster that’s been haunting her is still lurking nearby.The last time Ava needed blood from Scar was because of a paper cut, literally. One that Scar caused no less.“...Please?” Scar mumbles when she walks over to me, not looking at me.“I can’t put her down, you know why.”Scar snorts coldly, finally looking up from under her messy hair. Jack must have slapped her really hard, to mess up her hair like that, as well as leaving a scarlet red palm print on her cheek.“Excuse me,” Scar says with a clear but cold tone that I’m not familiar with, “coming through.”I stopped Ava by the door.I frown, hating the sarcasm in Scar’s eyes. She knows why I misunderstood and she is mocking me for it. Every time I even just stood close to Ava she would come up and break us apart.“Where are you going?!” Jack yells behi
Sebastian’s POVI know how sensitive Ava is about her condition. To beg the sister she doesn’t like to save her life, over and over again. That’s why when Scar used that to force my hand, Ava started having real hatred in her eyes toward Scar.“Of course you can say that,” Scar spats at Ava viciously, “you can take the high road all you want, because your army will tie me to the table and drain my blood for you if they need to.”“Scarlett Fuller!” I warn her, and Ava raises her hand again. I dodge to the side so Ava can’t reach Scar, but Scar catches Ava’s arm at the same time. It all happens so fast, and Ava bursts into a painful shout. I have to push Scar away.Scar falls to the ground, her hand pressed on a sharp shard. I see.I didn’t even use too much force. I did push her, but the fall was mostly her way of making me feel bad. I want to put Ava down, but she wouldn’t care about the shards in the room and she would definitely hurt herself.“I’m sorry,” I can only apologize with w
Even at the top of her anger, all Scar wanted was to take back what she was owed and extend justice. Her eyes open slightly at his words, amazed at Scott’s careless tone.He lost his mom just like she did. He was unwanted by his original family, just like she was. But instead of tormenting himself, he chooses to torment everyone who owed him and maintains his life.“I wish I could be so free, just like you...” Scar murmurs, “How did you turn up well, losing your mom when you were a baby...?”When she became such a mess that she couldn’t hold on to anything good in her life?“I couldn’t do it, not without Mr. Vanderbilt.” Scott shakes his head.Mr. Vanderbilt...Scar lowers her eyelashes, hiding her secret within.Scott lands his gloomy look on Elijah Green, who is socializing with the guests not far from them, “If he didn’t take care of me all these years, the Greens would never have taken a low level orphan boy back, no matter the blood running through my veins.”Scar doesn’t recogni
Bored at the party, Scar leans against the window frame, her lips tainted with wine, her eyes nailed on Anna Fuller.All the guests who came for the Green lady are influencers in the city, if not flew in specially for this event. It’s a huge thing for the Green family, and their first chance to contact the prince of the Greens, meaning, the future of the Greens.“Someone looks happy,”Scar flinches when a voice snaps her out of her bored mind wandering, only to see Scott’s face.“Not as happy as you,” Scar snorts not without sarcasm, “…PRINCE Scott.”Scott’s smile is bright and sunny like any boy in the neighborhood.“Sorry I didn’t tell you earlier,” Scott makes a bitter face, “I guess I…I wanted you to see me for me, not any title that was coming my way.”“In case I said yes to you for the heritage you were going to get?” Scar folds her arms, sneering, “That was a lousy assumption--”“No!” Scott lets out a surprise laugh, “I thought I would have a bigger chance to woo you! If withou
Ava hasn’t joined any movie in the past five years.She is signed under the Knight Empire, and no other company dares to cross the Knight Empire when it is obviously benching Ava. Or rather, Ava didn’t even dare to reach out for any job just so people wouldn’t realize that she had lost the favor of the Knight Empire. She can blackmail Sebastian, privately, but she can’t force the fans to stick with her.If there is anything more important to her than Sebastian, it’s her career.She had to went to the Iron Lady behind Jack Fuller’s back and returned the ownership of Z-House for this movie. Sebastian can’t just take it! Not like this!“You can’t!” Ava growls at Sebastian, “You can’t just replace me when the shooting is over! I did the job! They have been promoting the movie for months now! You--”“Yes, I can.” Sebastian says simply, still with that polite smile which has not a shred of warmth.“No!” Ava mumbles, her huge eyes filled with tears as if there is a pump behind there, “Granny
One or two guests dart over with awkward glances, but none are coming up to intervene in a mother-daughter chat.Scar’s blood runs cold, watching how Anna Fuller actually justifying what they did to her with not even the slightest shred of guilt or regret in her eyes.“You were never going to honor the deal,” Scar says, her voice empty and light.Anna Fuller lets out a cold snort: “You really are your mother’s daughter. Just like her, you response not to kindness, but only to power. I guess I should have been upfront with you from the start. I will tell you where Jack hid the car, not because we are guilty or afraid of anything, but because we are kind enough, to give you the closure you are looking for.”“What I want is your car, not your fucking lies,” Scar says, still with that calm voice, “You better pray that you knitted your lies well, because I will dig up the truth and send Jack Fuller to the prison.”It’s decreet, but Scar doesn’t miss the slight relief from Anna Fuller when
“Miss Fuller, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” Scott bows at Scar with a distant, polite manner, but Scar could swear that he let out the smirk he was holding back when he bent his head.WTF? Scott was the “mysterious prince” the Greens were going to announce today?! He is the son of Elijah Green?! He saw that she was avoiding his father, and he helped her? Does Scott know about Silco? What does this even mean?The million surprises blow up Scar’s mind.“Haven’t seen you for a long time, Scott!” Ava gives him a bright smile, her eyes glittering with such pleasure.“We met just the other day in the Knight building,” Scott returns that smile with just the same excitement if not more, “You might not remember because you glanced at me but didn’t stop to talk when I greeted you. Didn’t recognize me, I presume?”&
Scar is seriously considering it now.She can’t sue them if they just witnessed a car accident, no matter how horrible it is to watch a mom die while taking her baby from her side. They could -- they would, Scar is sure -- claim that Emma begged them to save her baby. In fact, that was Jack Fuller’s first version of the “truth”, when Scar tried to find her own family.But if they were involved in the car accident? She might be able to sue them! Given that IF Scar can prove it, within the deadline of prosecution.How long is it for a hit and run? Scar is not sure.“Tell me what happened then,” Scar demands, but she wouldn’t budge even though the Green Lady is getting suspicious as her eagle eyes dart over at their whispering.“Don’t push it!” Anna Fuller warns.The Green Lady stares at Scar with suspicious eyes, and so is everyone who’s been waiting for Sophia Green’s announcement. No time to hesitate, but can she trust Anna Fuller again? The woman who has been a liar, the best liar in
Granny said that?Anna Fuller is obviously unaware of that, unlike Ava. But Ava, obviously, didn’t think Sebastian would mention that here. Scar shares Ava’s surprise actually--Does he know that he is treading on thin ice of Ava’s lie??But none is as surprised as the Green Lady—“Wait, didn’t you already got that promised wedding five years ago then? I went to your wedding!”Five years ago right after the legal files of his divorce with Scar was done, he married Ava with a grand wedding. The whole city celebrated their blessed day, forgetting about the former Mrs. Knight to the back of their mind to rot in prison.Scar purses her lips, having a hard time limiting her smile.So Ava not only painted herself as Sebastian’s woman in front of her, but actually in front of everyone? A loving mom taking her beloved daughter to visit a big power they wanted to suck up to at Christmas every year, happily painting a loving family picture with Scar out of it.What a perfect lie to blow up in A
The Green Lady turns around, pushing Anna Fuller’s arm away like a bulldog in the ring, and discreetly, Sebastian steps up with a bright grin, blocking Scar from her.“She refused to come today just because I invited you! I didn’t think she would actually do it but she did!” The Green Lady forgets about Scar already, “What a big deal could keep her from even talking to her so well-behaving grandson for years?!”Even Sebastian pauses for a second—Didn’t she do the same thing to her own daughter, too? She didn’t even come to Emma Vanderbilt’s funeral. Actually, no one in the family came, on her command apparently.Her words pause Scar’s anger for a second, too—For years? She thought Granny kicked Sebastian out as a show of attitude, partly to give him a chance to challenge himself without the Knight’s name paving his way. But she didn’t think Granny would actually not talk to him for years.Of all the people who ever cared for her, Scar feels guilty only to Granny.She has never seen
The event has nothing to do with Anna. Well, aside from the fact that she held it, as a way of sucking up to the Green lady.The Green Lady is here for the announcement of the return of the bastard – okay, to the public, the lost son – of Elijah Green. It wasn’t for Anna, and it certainly wasn’t for Scar. She went through all that trouble to keep Scar away from the Green family, and she is not failing now.The only loophole, the one thing she has been wondering about ever since she saw Scar is—How did Scar get the invitation?!To prevent her biggest nightmare from happening, Anna didn’t even invite the Dawsons. That daughter of them is one of Scar’s best friends. Adding to the list Adrian Dunn, who took Scar’s side for no reason out of nowhere. They have been giving the Fullers hell on the business tables. They will have to take a big part in the fall of Z-house, whose profit would have been more than double that of the Fuller family business in these past years.But Scar still got i