Scarlett’s POVJust great. I guess I have to meet with everyone I hate before I can get some peace.Panting in a cold sweat, my sight is gradually coming back. But seeing Ava clearly with her hanging on Sebastian’s arm, I’d rather I had just blacked out.“What are you doing here? Go back to your stretcher,” Sebastian frowns at Ava, worrisome pouring out of his eyes.“I was worried about you...” Ava puts on a wronged, innocent tone, murmuring, “I heard shouting...are you okay?”Now that her arms stopped bleeding, the queen of acting is back, too. I have never seen Ava lose her cool in front of Sebastian like that when the knife cut her, but what impresses me the most is how she can put her act back on as if that didn’t happen.Nothing matters to her more than her fragile life, yet Sebastian would take her words when she shouted she never wanted my blood.I guess she can do so because it can trick Sebastian.You can’t wake up someone who fakes to be asleep.“Can you two go and play your
Scarlett’s POVSeeing the “poor love birds” trying their best to protect each other against me, the evil dragon, makes me want to laugh at my old self for being ridiculously stupid.She stole my identity to friend MY hero, acting her whole life as someone else to stay his friend, using him to harm me in every way she could, all the way to the point she wanted me dead. He let her.And I’m the bad guy in this story?“Which part exactly, did he mean well?” I’m so mad I have to squeeze words out of my clenched teeth. I glare at the vicious snake under the lamb’s clothes, having a hard time comprehending how one can be spoiled into so evil a soul, “Let’s say that I made a deal with him to get him into our marriage, did you not gain from that deal? He got to protect you, the apple of his eye, and you get to fucking live! And has never honored his end of the deal, not even for a day! Did he mean well with that? When you two went shopping all over the world, hand in hand, showing off how much
Scarlett’s POVSebastian turns around to glance at me, and right when I’m about to make the offer, he says to Jack Fuller: “She shouldn’t have used violence, for that I apologize, on my wife’s behalf.”Huh. That’s a first.“You don’t have the right to apologize on my behalf,” I hide myself well behind Adrian, challenging Jack Fuller, “Your daughter deserved that slap and more, for luring me to be kidnapped. You two need to apologize to ME, or I WILL sue.”“Did you see? See what you are protecting?!” Jack Fuller points a shaking finger at me.Sebastian sighs at me, nailing his eyes on Adrian’s arm which I hug as if that could stop me from clinging onto it.For Sebastian to take my side against people who treat me wrongly was something beyond my wildest dream before. I try to find the sweetness or pleasure I should feel in it, but I fail. I have given too much for it, and I have wanted it for too long. It doesn’t taste as sweet now when I stopped wanting it.“Sebastian?! How could you t
Scarlett’s POVThat I did not know.Of all people, I thought Ava was the one who wanted me by her side the most. She fears death, and I’m her safety rope. I thought at most, she offered my name to Liam Ryan in exchange for her own life.I don’t like the dark tone Liam Ryan used.“Get him in the car!” In a police uniform, a bulky guy with a round face frowns at the officer who has Liam Ryan under his hand. They were transporting him, and Liam Ryan was fighting to stay for what he had to say.“Jeremy, let him talk,” Adrian calls the bulky guy, his voice colder than ever, “We might use it in court.”“His words right now are not admissible,” Sebastian glares at Adrian, adding to Liam Ryan, “Do you have evidence to support your claim?”But Liam Ryan ignores them both.To all our surprises, his eagle eyes nail on Jack Fuller: “You are the father of both the girls? I don’t believe that. No father would treat their little girl as how you treated the redhead.”Everyone darts their eyes at me.
Scarlett’s POV“Sparrow made me promise to not hurt you,” Liam Ryan finally turns to look at Justin, “I wanted to die in front of you and brand your life with my blood stain, but I guess I don’t have to, do I? You can turn around so quickly means your paradise is not exactly as happy as you said it would be, no?“What did you expect, when you chose a serpent over an angel?”Justin cries so hard, melting to the ground over and over again.Liam Ryan never said another word to him after that ask. He pulled up his window, not even looking at Justin. But Justin wouldn’t leave, hanging onto the police car where Liam Ryan sits as if that would go back in time.I don’t know how much Justin loved “his angel”, so I can’t even begin to imagine how horrifying it is to find out about such a mix-up only after her death.Would Sebastian shed a tear for me, if he ever finds out?It’s better for all of us if he never does.In the end, Sebastian went with Ava in her ambulance. Glad I didn’t have to cha
Scarlett’s POVI don’t know how long I slept, but I felt much better when the bright twilight woke me up.The ward is empty. No doctor, no nurse...No Adrian.I guess the baby did his job alright.Warning myself that it’s stupid to weep over something I never had, I slip down the hard, tiny bed and walk toward the window. The breeze at the end of the fall is no longer warm. It’s chill.I wanted the baby thing to get me out of the awkward talk, so why am I feeling so low?Anyone in the right mind getting to know that the girl they met a week ago is pregnant, won’t stay around in the hope of any romantic whatsoever. He did the right thing. Actually, I wanted him to make this choice.I don’t know how to love again.Maybe one day I can heal, but I’m broken right now, I know.I’m no longer the brave girl who could put love as the center of her world, who could laugh at his happiness and cry at this sorrow. I gave all that to Sebastian, and it’s not fair to Adrian if I were to try things wit
Scarlett’s POVWhat did I ever do to deserve this? I know it’s wrong to accept it, but it doesn’t make any of the joy of this moment untrue.“As much as I believe you,” I try to choose my words more wisely than last time, “We only met a week ago, Mr. Dunn, I don’t think--”“I understand your concern, and that’s why I wanted to take it slowly,” Adrian cuts me off with a kiss on the tips of my fingers, “but I don’t want to do that anymore. You let me in on the pregnancy to warn me off, no? You don’t have to. I will love your child as my own, and I will take better care of you than anyone ever will.”No woman can resist such a confession from the hero who just pulled them up from a fall to their death.I’m merely a human!I trust his words. I’m just surprised because I never painted him as the “love-for-life” type. According to Aurora, he is nothing but a playboy, a womanizer that she wants to tear apart at sight.Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Adrian starts slowly: “I have been i
Scarlett’s POV“Even though I carry another’s baby in my womb?” I ask.“They will know me and only me as their father,” He answers.“Even if I’m a workaholic who is sloppy at home and everything else?” I ask, remembering the messy living room I shared with Aurora.Adrian lets out a light chuckle. It was light just to not ruin the moment, I think.“I would appreciate the chance to take care of you, yes,” Somehow he keeps his tone solemn still, “I admire you, my shooting star.”Okay, fine! I have no more tests and he passed all of them with a perfect score.“Okay, last question,” I nod, “...Even if I’m best friends with Aurora?”My question takes Adrian by surprise. He blinks in confusion, not seeing a clear question in there.“I’m not sure what you mean...?” Adrain frowns lightly at the confusion, “I...I’m not against whoever you choose to keep in your life...Sebastian aside!”This time it’s my turn to burst into laughter.“But you two always fight at the sight of each other!” I pull h
Driving for 20 minutes in the car, Scar’s eyes are still cold from the outburst earlier. She has loved that man, and hated that man. He is just to painful to keep in her heart. She wants him out of her life, but he just keep coming and stir things up! “So heartless about him, hmm?” Silco breaks the silence tauntingly, “Sure you won’t regret it? I know how much you loved him before.” “That’s none of your business!” Scar snorts coldly, her tone not at all like the sugar baby she shows others.
“Scar!” Scar left when Sebastian was dragged down by the Fullers. By the time he catches up, she’s already by a pure black luxury car waiting right outside of the Fuller’s gate. Scar wasn’t going to wait for him until Sebastian hurried up a few steps and put his fingers between the half-closed door. If he has to be honest, he is surprised that Scar didn’t close the door on his fingers anyway. But Scar turns visibly impatient at his way of stopping her. “You just never settle for what’s yours at the time, do you?” Scar says coldly, standing behind the door when Sebastian feels like the door is the furthest distance in the world. A cold snort lands quietly in the car. Sebastian hears. On the back seat sits that masked man, Silco. That name upsets him. That man is using Scar, if he is not playing her also, he knows. He looked into that guy, and found nothing. Nothing! That’s not normal, and it's not at the level of resources he has. Maybe that man doesn’t exist on papers, meaning a
The phone call changes Scar back to the vengeful fallen angle. For now. “I’ll go after Johnny Vanderbilt for what he did on his part, thanks but that’s none of your business…” Scar curves her lips, her devil like grin has no warmth, sending chills down the spine of her enemies, “I hope your family really have no trouble with your lousy explanation on cheating, Mrs. Fuller. But for now, I want my mom’s necklace.” Anna shakes her head slowly with mercy in her eyes, as if Scar is just a misbehaving child who doesn’t know better. “What happened to you, Scarlett?” Anna insists on calling Scar the name she gave her, ignoring Scar’s words, “Are you seeing anyone for these episodes? It’s not a light thing. If you need help—” “Not from you!” Scar spats with cold anger, “Stop with the hypocritical act of yours! You just don’t know when to stop even after your true color is exposed, do you? I was wondering where Ava got that from.” “How dare you talk to my mom like that!?” Ava shrills, blow
For years Scar has been wondering where Ava got the lying and acting from without a hint. It was right under her nose. It was Anna Fuller, Ava’s mom who is so good at lying that Scar didn’t even notice anything wrong! Anna cost Scar’s mom, and Anna’s daughter took Scar’s baby! Like mother, like daughter! She won’t let them get away this time! She can’t unite with her mom and baby with peace before she gets justice from this pair of snakes! “You need to talk to your father, honey—” Anna Fuller reaches for Scar’s face like the perfect mom she paints herself to be. Sebastian pulls Scar back a step, blocking her with his body as he grunts warningly: “Anna, stop it.” She turned on the manipulating machine again. But Scar heard Anna already. Letting out a cold snort, Scar murmurs slowly: “My father…” The laughter is full of bitterness, anger, hatred and disappointment, everything but what should associated with that word. “Scar…” Sebastian tries to pull her close, but Scar remains wh
“Gabriel,” Scar suddenly turns to the big dumb bear, “There was a time when you bullied me at school and were caught by the teacher. When my teacher asked you to give her mom’s number, you said the wrong number before you quickly changed it. Except it wasn’t a ‘wrong’ number, was it? It was the number you were told to memorize when you were a kid before it was changed to her current one. Why did she use this phone number for twenty years without any trouble when you had to memorize two?” Gabriel opens his mouth like a big mole who digs through its ceiling to the ground by accident. “Mom…?” Gabriel stammers, looking at Anna like a lost boy. He doesn’t know how he could not fall into Scar’s trap. There is no way because it’s not a trap. It’s an endless dark hole in his mom’s past that as much as she’s trying, she’s failing to cover up. “That’s too stretched, don’t you think?” Ava struggles, “Just because of a name and a random mistake—” “Silco pulled the info of the owner who owned
“Oh my poor Scarlett…” Anna Fuller grips her chest with a hand as if her heart pains, her soulful eyes filled with tears glimmering, “You had a few rough years, I know…I wanted to look for you but…” But Jack didn’t let me? But Ava would be heartbroken? Anna said none of those words, but knowing her too well, Scar knew what the indication was. Scar tilts her head, as if seeing Anna for the very first time in her life. In some way, yes. That’s how Anna Fuller talks. Painting herself as the most pitiful person in the world even when you are the real victim, at the same time indicating that someone else is at fault, anyone but her. She might have never told Scar to hate Jack Fuller, but every time when she “comforts” Scar, she paints another layer of hatred over Scar. Like when Jack Fuller ignores Scar, instead of sitting both of them down and talk it out like a proper mom should, Anna would secretly go to Scar when no one else is around, and say things like, “It’s okay, baby, you st
Looking at Gabriel’s steaming head, Scar giggles, waving her hand indifferently. “I came with big money behind me this time, and that’s why your fox of a father and snake of a sister are treating me with a basic manner. They know they can’t push me around but they are not stopping you from pissing me off because they want to see what I can do about your disrespect. Do you know what that means?” “Bullshit!” Gabriel grunts, but he can’t help but glance in his father and sister’s direction either. “I’ll tell you what I will do to you,” Scar stops spinning her phone, putting it in her purse as she stands up, her look bored and cruel, “That little precious company of yours that’s misleading you into thinking that you are not pure valueless trash? It’s going down in exactly three days. I know it doesn’t exactly hurt them,” She nods in Jack Fuller and Ava’s direction, “I mean, how could it when they never cared about you?” “You—” Gabriel wants to shout, but Scar cuts him off— “BUT, I’m
Scar was already at the Fullers when Sebastian made it. The last time Sebastian was with her in Jack Fuller’s living room was five years ago now, yet he feels like it was only yesterday. It might have something to do with the fact that he barely lived a day since. Just surviving. Sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed elegantly, Scar swings her foot lightly with an indifferent look. She is in a business set: white, tight blouse and straight short skirt. A pair of high heels, of course indicating one thing: She’s here for serious business. Just not the kind Jack Fuller looks forward to. That much is obvious because the owner of the living room sits right across Scar with every line of the muscle on his face stretched tight, as if facing a cannibal monster. He is scared, and he ought to be. Though Scar wouldn’t claim it, she’s still a Vanderbilt. Damian has all but thrown everything the Fuller had into fire in the past five years. Ava and her dad did little to improve Z-House’s
“Please, can you come over?” It’s Ava again. Sebastian listens to her sobbing calmly, his face so cold that his new secretary subconsciously holds her breath as she pauses her morning brief for the call from who she was told to be the boss’s wife. Didn’t he give his wife a million-dollar wedding? As a gossip, Emma is sure that she saw the wedding of her new boss on the front page somewhere. Even after years, she still remembers the bright smile of the bride in the newspaper. That’s why she was so excited when she got the offer— A genuine billionaire who spoils his wife to such? He must be a gentleman in person. He is. He is professional in work, but also kind to the staff. He is the definition of a gentleman… Except to his wife. Emma glances at Sebastian again, her heart bumping fast both for excitement AND nervousness. Sure, she has a crush on him. But who doesn’t? Money. Look. HOT body. He has got it all. But when he talks to his wife, he has this dark aura around him as if h