Sebastian’s POVIt’s not the first time that I have had this doubt.Scar is a lot like the girl I saved...more than Ava. Not her look, her spirit. I guess I saw that even before she brought up the divorce. I dodged her exactly because I couldn’t accept myself looking for similarities between her and the girl I saved when she was Ava’s bully.I stare into her eyes, and I can’t see a shred of guilt for lying.Disappointment overwhelms me.“She...she what?” I frown, blinking to reboot my brain. Ava showed a video of my proposal??? I didn’t even know I was going to propose that day, and Ava definitely didn’t take a video.It’s ridiculous how everyone thinks I’m in love with Ava when of all women, I have never even dated her.Scar’s script sets up so romantically and ideally, but the truth is, Ava and I have been in the same strings of schools, but never at the same time. Even Scar, the first impression I have of her that I can remember was when I visited Ava when they both entered high sc
Sebastian’s POV“It’s not the same,” I frown.Scar knew about me and Ava, but does Adrian dare to let her know about him and her best friend? Besides, Aurora is Scar’s best friend, when Ava is only...Scar’s sister.Okay, maybe it looks similar on some levels, but I never misled Scar about my feelings about her! That’s the difference!“I would have saved you in that abandoned building,” I see how stubborn I am in her eyes, but I can’t back away on this, “I did, whether you believe it or not. So if you are into him just because he saved you, then don’t. Scar, gratitude is not the same as love--”“So why are you pursuing me then?” Scar cuts me off, “Please don’t tell me it’s out of ‘love’.”It is. But I know she won’t believe me. I didn’t even know when it happened.“This is not about me. Even if you don’t forgive me, you shouldn’t choose Adrian. He is bad news.”“I thought you were good friends,” Scar cocks her eyebrows, “What did he do to deserve that comment?”A lot! He secretly came
Scarlett’s POVI have to admit, Oliver Scott is a good actor alright.I didn’t add too much twist in the movie for Adrian’s role. In the story, he is just an admirer who is fun, teasing with genuine love. Flat characters like this don’t entice the audience that much. He is not a necessary role for the plot, but a hidden bonus in the movie just for me.But Oliver Scott made him luring.He painted a bad boy who is annoying, who is feared and worshipped by his peers, who does things his own way, and who is the opposite of the white knight. But even so, he doesn’t come off as a villain, but as a deeper character with many layers.If the love between the boy and the girl who he saved is a sweet cheesecake, then his feelings toward “Scar” is like a bowl of spicy buffalo wings -- dangerous yet luring, scary yet enticing.“I know I’m not exactly what you imagine for this role,” Oliver Scott leaves the scene, walking up to me, “but I convinced the director to show you what I can bring out of t
Scarlett’s POV“Hmm...”I mean, nice gesture but, it’s what a husband does for his wife when they actually live together. We don’t.Hesitating at his hand, I’m a bit daunted in the face, not sure how to refuse without being too hostile. I don’t want to make him my enemy anymore. It’s tiring hating a person. But I don’t know how to be friendly without giving him false hope.We can’t go back.“I’m here bearing gifts,” He pulls out two files from behind his back like they are secret flowers, “Take my hand and they are yours. I know for sure that you don’t want to miss at least one of them.”The divorce papers? I almost blurt that, but I swallow them. It’s too mean.“What is it?” I demand before taking his hand. He cocks an eyebrow, looking slightly surprised as he laughs: “I thought you would ask if they are our divorce papers.”It would be a good joke if his smile was not bitter.“It’s the divorce papers of your parents,” He sighs as if a bit disappointed that I didn’t say the mean thin
Scarlett’s POVI stop, but I don’t know how to turn around.For a long moment I pause there, and for a long moment, he waits patiently behind me.How great it would be, if he had asked me this question at ANY POINT in our marriage? If he had doubted Ava just a little bit in the long time window when I kept hope, I would have jumped to tell him the truth. If I had even a shred of confidence that he would have believed me, I would have.But now...I turn around, only to find him standing on the green grass when I’m already off on the cold blacktop. A hard line between us, like the five years that we can leap over. He looks at me with too complicated a look that I can’t quite read. In his eyes are hope, struggle, hesitation, and...fear.Fear of what? Of me being the girl he saved? Or not?“The question is...” I take a deep breath just so I can look into his eyes, “Do you WANT me to be?”Were you taking care of Ava ONLY because of that girl, or was your love for her also because of who sh
Scarlett’s POV“I, owe, you?” I raise my eyebrows, poking his chest with a frown.Sebastian chuckles at my “attack”, holding my waist tighter: “I owe you a million apologies and more. I owe you a good husband, a comfortable home, and five years of happiness, but yes, this one thing, you do owe me.”“I gave you a chance and a million after that,” I humph at him, trying to push him away with my arms as wedges between us. Effort in vain.“You don’t love me anymore, do you?” Sebastian asks and I lower my eyes. He taps my chin up with a hooked finger, but to my surprise, there is a smile instead of sadness in his eyes, “I know you don’t, and I deserve that. But you forced me to marry you when I wasn’t in love with you, and you owe me a chance to pursue you now, when our position is exactly the opposite.”“I just want what you asked of me five years ago, Scar,” Sebastian gazes at me with his soulful eyes, “Every bit of my debt I will pay, but I want to collect just this one debt from you...
Damian’s POV“Surprised to see you without your little pet,”I’m about to be bored to death at Oliver’s party. Well, sort of a “party”. It’s just a club where a lot of actors hang out, and he just invited a few more, and tagged it a “truth and dare” themed night. I enjoy a drink with him occasionally, but a quiet drink, not this type.“I wouldn’t be if I’m not stuck here, so, thanks for that,” I roll my eyes at him, resting my arms and neck on the back of the sofa as I try to ease the sourness in them. Oliver calls Lilith my little tail because I have been working extra hours recently -- something I don’t normally do -- just to spend time with Lilith.I never liked the mentor-apprentice rule in law firms, but when she came to join, I couldn’t help but chase off all the other partners who had eyes on her.I never thought I would want one myself.But how could I not? She’s perfect. Lilith is a great work companion, a kind person and a cute girl. She works herself to the most, but she wou
Damian’s POV“The mean girl? Who’s married? Whose blood type is registered as AB?” I blink at Oliver, can’t quite process what he said, “How much did you drink tonight?”He rolls his eyes at me. He rolls his eyes at ME when he is the one being ridiculous?!“Uncle Johnny always says that I saved your life, when in fact I hesitated about helping you,” Oliver suddenly blurts, coming to sit by my side, “I felt bad taking your help because...I don’t know if I would have saved you, if it wasn’t my team member that hurt you in the first place.”“What do you mean?”“I mean,” Oliver raises his glass, giving me a mysterious smile, “the world is a dark place.”What does that mean?!“You know I lost my parents to a car accident, right?” Oliver leans in, his voice low and his look heavy, which is very rare, if you know him. “A car crashed into him, but it wasn’t an accident. It was murder.”“What?! Why the hell didn’t you say anything?! We can look into it--”“The driver is still in prison,” Oliver
Sebastian’s words freezes Lilith. His accurate intuiation shocks, but not as much as his aggressive eyes. Looking into his eyes, Lilith knows she can’t win this fight without needing him to say those words. She has seen how tamed this man can be in front of Scar, and that gave her the illusion that he is not dangerous. Not as how any man in his position holding his kind of power should be.How wrong was she.When it comes to anyone but Scar, he is still the predator who is to be reckoned with.She frowns and tries to run, but the man wouldn’t let her open the door: “If you know that Silco might harm Scar and you hide it from me, then it’s on your hand when Scar gets hurt.”“It’s on me when I refuse to deliver Scar into YOURS hands, which are holding Ava Fuller’s filthy bloody ones?!” Lilith fights back fiercely, “Don’t make me laugh! I come here because YOU begged to make amendment, no the other way around!”The man doesn’t show it, but Lilith could see that her words sting. If there
Does she really treat Sebastian differently?Scar doesn’t like touching this question. It stings. He is like a wound on her heart that just won’t heal. Every scar he left on her remains hurting, bleeding, and corrupting nonstop, yet she just can’t seem to gouge it out.If only she could.Why is it so hard to just cut all ties with this man? However she warns herself of the danger this man poses, she keeps finding him back in her life, closer and closer.Unlike Ava who has never even apologized for what happened but basically took all the harm she did on Scar as okay, Sebastian apologizes. He puts up the genuine guilt act all the time. Doing the right thing, that’s his brand. He takes all his chances to apologize, but he still doesn’t understand--His fault is not giving Ava a key to his house. It wasn’t even falling for that simple lie when the
Scar couldn’t answer Silco’s question.What kind of a question was that?! She doesn’t treat them differently! They are all her enemies, and they all played a part in that horrifying night five years ago! When Ava bullied her, Sebastian took Ava’s side; when Ava needed her blood, Sebastian was the one plugging the tube into Scar’s wrist; when Ava tried to murder her child, HIS child, he gave Ava the key to their house! So of course she treats them differently! If Ava was a murderer, then Sebastian was just a stupid tool Ava used; if Ava wanted her dead, Sebastian only failed to protect her.So why that question?!Why SHOULD she treat them as equally evil? She doesn’t only because she is a fair person!Having a bloody battle in her mind, Scar couldn’t help but feel angry when she couldn’t pin down where the anger comes from.It was a simple question, one that she does have an answer for.So why couldn’t she?Why did she feel guilty when Silco asked that, and why did she run from that qu
Silco finally nods with a proud smile, seeing Scar had led her to where he was leading her to go: “I think that would raise our chances by a lot, princess.”Scar’s eyes beam, not at the coming win, but at the proud look from Silco.She doesn’t even realize it.Never in the first twenty years of life has she tasted what being proud of feels like, and that’s not because of a lack of trying. For a very long time, she believed so long as she worked hard, she would get the praise from Jack and Anna just like Ava. She never did.It feels amazing.While Scar is enjoying her newfound secret, forbidden satisfaction, Lilith is amazed at the closeness shared between Scar and Silco that her best friend doesn’t seem to even notice herself. Does Scar still remember that she doesn’t even know the identity of this man? Scar looks up at him like a little lamb at her shepherd.What’s with this sudden, almost-father-daughter vibe?!“So we just wait?” Scar asks Silco, “What if they don’t make a move?”“Y
“Silco!” Still in the euphoric state, Scar springs off the sofa, demanding the man like a little girl, “You knew him?! Elijah Green? Did you know what a weirdo he was?! Who tells people that they look like their dead friend on the first time they meet?! Why on earth did you make me go to that horrible party?! You owe me an explanation!”Silco lets out a smirk, “Dead...friend? Interesting...” He laughs at her pout, rubbing her hair as he leads her back to the sofa: “The party was horrible? Then why did I hear that the Fuller’s mother-daughter pair put on quite a show to entertain?”Well, it WAS quite enjoyable when they panicked as their lies spilled all over the floor before Scar picked it up for them.Scar sticks her tongue out.“Sure, she begged me for mercy,” Scar shrugs, throwing herself back into the sofa with a loud sigh, “but they only wanted to keep up their lies in front of the Green Lady. I have been calling her about our deal and she hasn’t picked up yet. Pretty sure I got
“I have heard a lot about you,” Elijah Green grins at Scar, giving a meaningful glance in the Green Lady’s direction.The Fullers are pasting around the Green Lady again, like two buzzing flies that would always come back. Looking over, Scar couldn’t help but let out a snort, “So have I.” She says with a cold voice, “Is that what this conversation is for?”If he is here to fight for Ava, too. Scar frowns. She swears to God! She would—“I think they are lying to mom,” Elijah Green answers tamely, as if he doesn’t even hear the sarcasm in Scar’s tone. In Scar’s surprised look, the man laughs like a marshmallow, with a childish, mischievous shade in there, “Anyone who looks so much alike my dear -- hmm -- friend, couldn’t be a bully.”Every time he says that, he adds a pause in there as if it originally wasn’t a “friend”, but something else there. Weird. Scar thinks.“...but I bet you are fierce, no? I bet you are kind to people, but take the stand if needed,” Elijah Green is still going
Sebastian is afraid.Never in his life has he been so. How could he not? He is in the face of his final judgement. He only got through the past five years lying to himself that Scar hated him because Alice died, when he managed to save Alice. That’s his one shred of hope. That some day, when he could tell Scar that, all will be forgiven and forgotten.But that’s precisely why he dared not touch it. Because deep down, he knows that the answer is likely to be no.He just doesn’t know how to survive that answer. If his actions would never get forgiveness from the one person he can’t live without. Then what?It takes him all his willpower to force his eyes up to meet Scar’s. His throat so dry that it starts hurting. He grips a fist, hides it in his pocket with his whole body stiff like a rock.There is storm in Scar’s eyes.There is anger, of course. Anger for all that has happened. Anger for all his stupid mistreatment and self-righteousness. Anger for all the hurt he used to meet her lo
In so many years to come, Sebastian would be grateful that Scar caved, again.He could see the struggle in her eyes, and the familiar fire that would have driven her to call off the deal. But for several long seconds, she doesn’t say anything.He takes that as an “in” and drags her away.He is not sure what he would have done if Scar chose Scott. It’s not like he could really keep her away from the lead of her mom’s case. He has investigated for so many years, just so he could give her what she wants when she wants it.Just not Scott.Or any other men.“I didn’t know you were interested in eye candy,” Sebastian squeezes Scar's hand punishingly when he notices that long after they arrived at the small table across the room from Scott, she is still gazing in that direction.Scar frowns at his sting. What’s his problem?? Ever since she enter Ava’s proud event, he has been a bother none stop. Just because he has got something that she’s interested, he thought he could walk over her??“I g
“Stop it! We weren’t talking about you!” Scar frowns, stepping up for Scott. She can’t have Scott being a target of Sebastian because of her.Scott might be next in line to inherit the Green empire, but he has never spent a day in his life fighting in the business world. How’s that fair?!Scott smirks at Sebastian from behind Scar.Sebastian is boiling. “Hiding behind a woman? Is that all you got?!”“Am I supposed to be ashamed? For hiding behind Scar?” Scott grins, not seeming to be offended at all as he drawls with that annoying smirk, “I don’t know. It sounds like you are upset that you don’t get to do the same.”Sebastian’s eyes are murderous now.Scar’s eyes open wide. She has never seen Sebastian like this. Losing his cool in front of anyone. Sarcasm and personal attack? Is this man really the white knight who always dominates in any room?He looks like an ordinary, jealous husband.The thing is, he is no longer her husband to have the right to be jealous of men she talks to!“W