Scarlett’s POVI choke on my drink. It gets in my nose and tears spout out.“I mean...” After a string of heavy coughs, I finally came back to life with the help of several tissues. Lilith and Aurora glare at me like I’m some criminal, “I told you, unprecedented treatment. The doctor had only a theory in his mind when we started, so...”“Exactly how many times did you donate?!” Aurora demands. She is like a mom again.“Five...” I flinch, feeling guilty though I had no reason to be.Every time it was a failure, all but this last time. And even before it cured her, he kissed her as if he was sure he no longer needed me. I can’t look back at myself to see how pathetic I was.“Every time was within safe range, though.” I add, but they are not hearing it.Aurora loses her cool, ranting to Lilith about any and every bit of “crime” she knows about the Fullers. Lilith ignores my effort to explain as she curses with Aurora, demanding to know more. I enjoy how they defend me, but also worry abou
Sebastian’s POV“Why? Did something happen to Ava?” Scar frowns with a shrug, folding her arms.She is not even trying to be sarcastic, and that’s the most sarcastic part.I thought my words would make her happy, like before. I know she is really hurt this time, but I thought her eyes would light up with sparkles even though she would try to maintain a cold face to fish for more comforting words from me, like before.But there is none.I never knew her watery purple eyes could be so cold like dry ice. It stings to look at her eyes like that.You really want a divorce? I dare not ask. She would only say yes, even just to hurt me.My mind has been in turmoil since Adrian messed it up. I can’t imagine Scar asking for a divorce for real, but she hasn’t been home for almost a week now, and she is not planning to any time soon. I’m not used to this. The whole house feels different now.It’s no longer a home. Just a house.I used to think it was silly for her to stay up for me when I got home
Scarlett’s POVDid I hear him right?!The man who never treated me like his wife, who kept a relationship with my sister on the side when married to me, who tormented me like I was his enemy for five years, is now accusing ME of treating marriage too light?!What is our marriage to him anyway? Nothing but trash!“Fake marriages, yes!” I suppress the urge to shout at him, but I can’t help my tone turning cold, “Still heavier than you have been treating it though.”“Is that how you justify you and Adrian?!” He lets out a disbelieving laugh as if I’m being ridiculous.Adrian??? I sent that guy ONE message and now I’m the one cheating?!“No! How about I justify it with my fucking husband kissing my sister behind my back?!” I finally did it. I didn’t want to bring it up to add to my humiliation, but he just had to force it out of me.I thought I could put it down, but it fucking hurts!He doesn’t hate me saving his Ava over and over, he doesn’t hate me when I stay up with some snack for hi
Scarlett’s POVThis time he pays attention: “You asked me to marry you--”I raise my hand again. This time he catches me before I could slap him: “Enough is enough, Scarlett Fuller! What are you trying to say!”“The deal, was that I give Ava all the blood and bone marrow and any other parts that she wants from me,” I look right into his eyes, speaking as my throat hurts like a knife is cutting in, “and you, my secret crush for years, will give me a chance to win your heart.”“You are the one who came to me with a proposal, Sebastian Knight. Remember?!” I finally said it, and my tears poured out as I finished my condemn with a broken voice, “You are the one who didn’t deliver the deal!”His eyes open wide in shock, and he stumbles back two steps with a disbelieving face.“I--” He stumbles on his words, too, “I thought that’s what you wanted...”“You knew I was in love with you, and you KNEW, that you could just slap me with a marriage on paper and still get my end of the deal,” I say w
Scarlett’s POVWho says bitching is lame and you should always take the high road?I took the high road and all I got was humiliation, pain, and a late “thank you”. I didn’t want to bitch about it, but it surely felt great!After the night where I lashed out at Sebastian, I have seen a new light in my life. My heart doesn’t hurt every damn second for him, and I can finally focus on my own life with a fresh view. I wasn’t ready to move on when I signed the divorce papers, but I am now.I feel like I was given a new life.I thought it would take long before I could get used to him being with Ava after the divorce, and I thought it would hurt until I could finally be numb.Turns out, all I needed was to speak up and get it over with. Maybe this is the “closure” people talk about.“Miss Scarlett?” The reception at the Dunn Corp’s headquarters comes to me with a flattering smile, “The CEO is ready to see you if you follow me, this way.”I don’t sign my last name unless I absolutely have to.
Scarlett’s POV“Sorry!” I blurt, taking my eyes off his table, even more nervous, “It’s just...I mean...”I can feel my ears burning up. I’m lousy at this kind of stuff. I’d choose to deal with writing over people any time of the week, especially a businessman like him.“Relax, I was just joking,” He laughs, reaching out for a handshake, “I don’t imagine you’d be interested in it.”I don’t know how to answer this out-of-nowhere comment that seems to have some deeper meaning behind it, so I choose to ignore it and answer the one before that:“Thanks for the concern. The trip isn’t so bad,” I take his hand, adding when he cocked his eyebrows lightly, “I took the subway over, for that exact reason.”He laughs.I always knew him as the bad boy in school, one that nobody dares to mess with. So it’s actually an interesting feeling to see such a warm, friendly laugh from a guy like Adrian Dunn. And it helps me calm down.“I was starting to worry that you weren’t coming,” He pulls the chair ou
Scarlett's POVWhen I finished my pitch, I felt embarrassed and shocked -- I talked for 2 hours straight?!Standing in the elevator, I can’t help but to cover my face thinking about what just happened.He smiled at me with an encouraging look, nodded along, and even asked some simple questions, so I totally lost track of time.To think that I just took up the whole morning of a billionaire whose business was far more important than my movie...I didn’t know how to face Adrian Dunn at that moment, and when I looked up, he was smirking like a mischievous fox, seeing through my thoughts again.“Ughhh, I should probably...” I put away my iPad, pointing at the door, “Thank you very much for hearing me out!”The fox let out a laugh.“You don’t even have time for my decision?” Adrian Dunn curved his lips, his deep, shimmering eyes taunting behind his thin rimless glasses, “Not that I’d hate it if you just came here for a passionate chat...”“...” I totally forgot. Wasn’t my pitch the whole po
Scarlett’s POV“Mr. Dunn, I’m so sorry!” I turn to Adrian Dunn with my heart in my throat and my head dizzy at Sebastian’s provoking words.Did they always talk like this? Cause that’s easier to believe than thinking that Sebastian came on so aggressively because of me.“Why are you apologizing for him?” Adrian smirks at me, not playing by the rules, at all.“In case you forgot, she’s my wife!” Sebastian answers so fast as if he has been waiting a chance to declare that.“I’m NOT!” I snap at him, before taking a deep breath and turning back to Adrian Dunn, “Anyways, I’m sorry for the role I played in this, if any...”“No need to apologize.” The smile is back on Adrian’s face. His eyes land on Sebastian but he continues to speak to me saying, “I don’t consider you two a couple anymore, so. No reason to hold you responsible for anything HE does.”Sebastian looks like he wants to bury Adrian Dunn alive.With what seems like tremendous effort, he shifts his glare from Adrian Dunn to me: “C
For the preparation of the script, Sebastian offered Scar an office at his company – a special perk that none of his movies had shared before. After all, there is no such need for his directors OR his writers to have an office at the headquarters.Of course, it’s just his way of trying to get close to Scar.And of course, Scar didn’t take up on his offer.She wanted Sebastian’s company to deliver her movie because Ava would hate that. Nothing else. Rejected, Sebastian allowed the month Scar wanted for the script, and told her there would be a shooting team ready for her.The next time Scar met Sebastian, it had already been a week after the incident with Ava, who didn’t make any move during. For a moment there, Sebastian expected a divorce paper from Ava, but she didn’t do it.The condition for Ava to donate blood for Scar was that Sebastian would marry Ava, give her Z-house, and… he can’t divorce her.Unlike Scar, Sebastian was sentenced to life that night.“What is SHE doing here?”
“What are you doing here?!”An angry shout bursts out when Scar is just finishing putting her signature down on the contract.Ava barges into the office.Sebastian wasted no time to fulfill his promise as if worried that she would back out of the deal she brought to him. Worried about Ava? Even after all the shitty things Ava pulled, he still takes care of her. Protecting Ava is a habit carved deep into his bones.His secretary drafted the movie contract with shocking speed. Scar would have had her lawyer go through it, but she didn’t. Even if there were loopholes in the contract, she wouldn’t care.Her target was never the profit. It was Ava.Watching Ava storming in, Scar just sits there with a taunting smile. This is such a familiar scene that Scar almost can’t stop herself from laughing -- there was a time when she was the angry wife storming into his office when he was spending time with Ava.“Fancy seeing you here, Mrs. Knight,” Scar taunts with her head tilted. Ava pauses a sec
“How long have you been standing there?!”Sebastian didn’t realize he had been standing there staring until Scar suddenly looked up only to gasp startled.“Sorry! I knocked but you didn’t hear me,” Sebastian blurt, raising both his hands, “I didn’t want to disturb.”His polite and gentle tone raises guilt in Scar. She was the one who came unannounced, and still he agreed to talk. She is in HIS meeting room and she just shouted at him when she was the one being rude.“Sorry…” She mumbles, frowning at herself. She just realized that she still owe the man a “thank you”, and instead of that, she seemed to have bullied him again. She spent her whole teenage years trying to get his attention and she failed, but now when she wants to cut him out of her life, it only seems to tangle their lives even closer.“You wanted to see me?” The man smiles at her, pulling out the chair at the end of the long table, next to her but not too close as the one beside her would be.Scar likes the distance. He
Sebastian never got that phone call.Mainly because Scar didn’t go through it. Call it cold feet, but she wasn’t even sure how to talk to him about it -- about her revenge plan.Never before had she felt so lonely, not even in those five years.In those five years, she knew she was shutting herself down. She couldn’t let herself crawl out of the grief of her baby, but she knew she had friends, and maybe families if she wanted.Not like now.She was so determined to die with Ava. To ruin her life like how Ava ruined hers, before ending it with their death. That was so simple and efficient a plan, and she was okay with that.But she can’t find the courage to embrace death in her anymore, not after the incident with Sebastian.She didn’t know if he saved her out of love or guilt, but he did save her. She had a glimpse of death, and he sheltered that dark shadow with his own body, and that shone a new light on her life. She is still living in the big house Silco got her, having all the fa
“Why is Scar mama starting at the sky all the time?”Alice’s voice pulls back Scar’s wondering mind. She blinks, only to realize that she has again lost her train of thought sitting on the bay window in her bedroom. She has been like this for a week after the incident with Sebastian.She feels like a part of her is left behind at the dim abandoned factory, but she can’t pin down what.From the corner of her eye, she spots Alice sticking her head into her bedroom but only barely as if trying to hide, but her chubby hands grabbing the frame of the door already exposed her long before.How cute. Scar thinks.Pretending that she didn’t spot Alice, Scar sighs, drawling her tone as if talking to herself: “What a dull view. If only my cute little Alice is right here right now...”“But I am!” Alice couldn’t wait but jumped out from where she was hiding, raising her arms high up with a smile brighter than the sun, “Scar mama, I’m here to visit you!”Scar bursts into laughter as she picks Alice
That’s the only plausible option.He has no idea who Silco is, and he takes this blind shot only because: he doesn't feel any hostility from Silco against Scar. Silco IS pulling off some dirty shit, but it wasn’t to hurt HER. He was the only target in this show.Silco sent the men to abduct her, but the crash managed to hit the front left corner of Scar’s car when she was in the right back seat, where she would take the least damage. They imprisoned her but didn’t even pull a knife on her, not until he barged in. They chased after them with bats and others, but Scar came out with not even a scratch.They could have easily cracked his skull when he tried to guard the door with his own body.Even if it was all a show, it was carried out with great care. His motive is not hatred toward Jack Fuller, but care for Scar. After this long, the man has dodged only one of his questions: why he is helping Scar.Why indeed. There is no other possibility.To his surprise, Sebastian’s question makes
“And puts him away for two or three years with half of that time paid off with YOUR money?” Silco lets out a cold snort, “Did you get to where you are all by your grandma’s wealth and that empty head of yours?”Sebastian’s ears turn red.“The only reason I would not press charges is if they would provide information on Jack Fuller, and Jack Fuller knows that,” Silco explains impatiently as if facing a silly student, “even if they deny that, Fuller won’t believe it. He is that kind of man.”“You know him personally?!” Sebastian catches that quickly.Silco lets out a cold smirk, but this time with satisfaction in his eyes.“Jack Fuller has some links to the mafia,” Silco continues, ignoring Sebastian’s question, “and I want to dig up his roots this time. Get it, smart kid?”“I’ll play along if you let me in your treatment plan for Scar,” Sebastian negotiates.“Now you care about her? Did you care when you left her for that mistress of yours on her wedding day? Did you care when you enjo
Sebastian doesn’t want to.“I know about her episodes,” He pushes these words out of his clenched teeth. He got in touch with Scar’s medical team back when she was in the facility, but all he knew was, Scar couldn’t handle any strong emotion waves for now.“I know you do,” Silco laughs carelessly, “I was the one who told them to let you in. How else do you think you could get to MY people?”Sebastian frowns because he doesn’t want to look too surprised. The truth is, he IS surprised. He couldn’t get much more information no matter how much he offered, and before today, he thought the medical team was only being loyal to their vows of being doctors.Only now does he realize -- this man has been in control of everything. Reluctantly, Sebastian has to admit his defeat: “Please, tell me what she needs.”Silco lets out a cold snort, making it clear that he is not pleased: “You know what DPD is?”Sebastian nods. He has expected that to be her diagnosis, and he has been looking into it.“And
After Scar left the room, the two men stared at each other for a long time. In the end, Silco lets out a light laugh to break the silence.“You have got nerves, kid,” He pulls out a chair, leaning his cane onto the bed with the tip of his shining shoes holding it still.“You are not exactly intimidating,” Sebastian retorts.Silco laughs, but his eyes are cold as ice: “Because I didn’t let them beat you to death? I admit, that thought passed my mind. But, I guess old age does soft no matter how hard a soul.”This time even Sebastian cocks his eyebrows to surprise. Did this man just admit to his crime? Right here in the hospital ward?! To him, the victim?! He feels more challenged than angry. Does the man really think he is not able to get him? What gave him that confidence?Sebastian’s eyes land on the cane that’s almost pointing at him. Unless, that’s a gun.“Afraid not,” Silco has been observing Sebastian with great care and a shade of curiosity, “Did you really take me as someone wh