A broken rib.Scar wasn’t sure how long it was for the thugs to rain hits on Sebastian. All she remembers are the swinging bats, the kicks, and the painful groans across the think door that Sebastian tried to suppress. He could barely stand when the police charged into the room, but he didn’t let go of the bat locking her door until the medical care basically had to peel him off before putting him on a stretcher.Bruises and blood all over him, he was barely conscious on the way to the hospital. They counted a few dozen bruises, mostly on his limbs. A deep cut on his left forearm, later to be determined from a nail on a table in the warehouse when he fought the thugs. But other than that, no severe wound, no inside bleedingly, and no damaged organs.A broken rib. That’s the most severe injury he got out of this crazy scheme against her life.“I can’t believe it!” Aurora keeps shouting as Scar told her what happened, “That’s so lucky! I’m so happy that you are alright, Scar! I was scar
“How do you feel?” Adrian breaks the awkward air, taunting Sebastian with a smirk, “Regret dropping fencing now?”Sebastian rolls his eyes at him, lying back down with a low groan.Adrian grins, shooting a glance at Scar before he continues: “Since when were you into the hero type, hmm? The almighty Mr. Knight, into the devil’s nest with his bare hands for the beauty.”Scar looks away.“You did that, too,” Sebastian glares at Adrian.When that psycho took Scar, Adrian sneaked in and saved Scar when her chair was falling off that abandoned building. Sebastian could never forget the wronged tears in Scar’s eyes, and the admiring look when she put her arms around Adrian’s neck.“Yes, I did,” Adrian curves his lips tauntinly, “successfully with a gun. Consider yourself lucky that these bastards didn’t have guns, or you wouldn’t be here by now.”“That...is lucky...” Sebastian frowns with deep thoughts, trying to think under the sedative. His brain is still a mush.Why didn’t they even have
“Wait, Adrian!” Scar chases after Adrian, but Sebastian stops her.“It’s okay, he wouldn’t know,” Sebastian sits up, a hand pressing on his broken ribs to limit its movement, “Three of them is a start. I’m sure the police are working on it.”Scar stares at him with disbelief.“They almost killed us! They almost killed YOU! How could you be so calm about it? You heard Adrian. He said THE three guys, not just three guys. He was under the impression that there were only three of them! The other two got away and they would probably come back for us!”“Brilliant deduction,” The man teases her, adjusting his body into a more comfortable position on his own, slowly settling in, “And you deem them having only five people because...?”Scar is speechless. She can’t know. There would be a whole gang working for Jack Fuller. And the police’s attitude is actually clear: they are not super into it. They didn’t come to the rescue until way later than they were supposed to be, and now they let two pe
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
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
“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
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
“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
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
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