Megan's POV I am proud of all my children. They each have their own although each child has a different dream. Even so, I don't differentiate one from the other. They have their own characteristics. The first characteristic of early childhood is unique because they have different characteristics. Your little one has their own personality, interests, capabilities and life background, both from the guidance of their environment and the inherited genetics of their parents. I also asked a pediatrician. When is character formed in children? He also answered that the formation of an individual's character starts from birth. Since birth, humans will begin to be educated and have their character shaped by their parents. Although it is not only parents who have an influence in shaping a child's character, the first role in shaping a child's character is the role of parents. Character refers to a person's moral and ethical qualities. It consists of beliefs and moral principles tha
Bertrand's POV One of the reasons we were able to get through and survive it all, was because I always practiced the prayers taught by my teacher. “O my god, make us human beings who are always grateful. Make us useful human beings and always give blessings to our family." Some people teach that prayer must be specific. Like asking for a lot of good fortune, wanting to be this and that, and so on. But thank God, with prayers like that, done consistently, God gives us many things that we never even imagined before.We are not the type of ambitious people who want and that. What you currently get means that is the best. We always have enough. Maybe that's precisely why God has always made us able to live like this from the beginning. Always feel happy. But, as a human, I still have desires. Although, the wish is not the main thing and if it doesn't come true, that's okay. What's that? Doing martabak and fried banana business. * Leo and Patricia started going to school o
Isabella's POV Suddenly Uncle Joe covered my mouth with duct tape. He then took off my clothes one by one. I can't do much. I just struggled but it made me even more in pain. I resigned myself to having my body raped by my own uncle. My uncle then violently fucked me. He did many things to the point of videoing what he did to me. I just cried. I felt no comfort other than pain and torment. He really tortured me. Dad, Mom, help me! I'm sure that Uncle Joe deliberately ordered clothes from me to attract my attention. What my mother and grandmother feared turned out to be true. But maybe it's worse than they imagined. At this time my father couldn't help me. I also refused to be accompanied by bodyguards. I don't know how many times Uncle Joe released his sperm. He released it not only in my uterus but also in my stomach, breasts and also my face. I really didn't expect that he was so cruel. I will definitely complain about him to my parents and I will make calculati
Isabella's POV I also don't know what the condo number is, but luckily the receptionist could tell which room I was in. I also don't want to explain in detail to her so that I won't be suspected, although maybe I can tell her honestly that I'm being held captive here. Not long after, someone knocked on my door. I immediately looked and sure enough there was a condominium officer coming. “Please open this door, okay?” "Alright, wait a minute!" I waited quite a long time but the door couldn't be opened either. Until I heard Uncle Joe's voice, "Hey, what's going on?" "Help! Just hold him captive, please!” I immediately shouted that I didn't want to continue being here. And sure enough, the officer immediately arrested Uncle Joe and the door opened. I'm so relieved that I can finally get out of this place. “Insolent of you!” Uncle Joe looked very angry at me. I borrowed the cell phone of one of the condo officers. My father told me to memorize his number in case somet
Megan's POV "Joe, do you prefer me or Megan?" "Of course you are, darling. Are my actions still not proof enough?" "I just want to hear you say that directly." "Honey, you are the woman I love the most. Relax, you are too tense..." The man's breath was panting and hitched, mixed with the flirtatious moans of the woman beneath him, which suddenly filled the hotel room. I stood outside the door. Hearing this, the blood in his body boiled. The cold air that pierced me made me not stop shivering. An hour ago, someone sent me a video. In the video, my fiancé, Joe Hardwin, is embracing my half-sister, Ariana Vandana. It can be seen that they are kissing passionately in the hotel corridor. At first, I thought it was just a joke, but I didn't expect that the two had been in a romantic relationship for a long time. I took a deep breath and tried to control the anger that was roiling in my chest. Then, I took my cell phone out of my pocket and pushed the door open without a sound.
Megan's POV Realizing how ambiguous their position was, my cheeks suddenly turned red and I pulled away from the man's embrace in panic. Somewhat embarrassed, I explained in a low voice, "No, my legs are numb." "Hmm." Bertrand answered, and then a soft laugh came from his mouth. Don't know whether he believes the excuse I made or not. His voice was soft and low, which had a calming effect. I felt as if my heart had been messed with. I feel so tickled. I rubbed my ears, then asked out of curiosity, "Why are you here?" Bertrand answered still with the same expression, "Just passing by by chance." Seeing the poor little creature drenched in rain on the side of the road, Bertrand felt that I was like a cat abandoned by its owner, helpless and suffering. I nodded in understanding, not knowing what else to say after that. I just found out about my fiancé's betrayal and am physically and mentally exhausted. I just wanted to find a place to calm down. Bertrand looked at me,
Megan's POV When Evan was lost in his own imagination, he suddenly felt a cold, piercing cold on the back of his neck. He looked back and happened to meet Betrand's beast-like gaze. He grimaced and didn't dare think anymore, gathering his thoughts to concentrate on driving. Luckily, Bertrand just looked at him with a cold gaze and warned him to drive properly. After that, the man immediately averted his gaze. After getting out of the car, Bertrand took me to the villa where he lived. He took out a clean set of clothes from the wardrobe and handed them to me. "Just take a warm shower first. There are no women's clothes here, so wear my clothes first." "Yes." My cheeks heat up a little. I immediately grabbed the clothes frantically and went into the bathroom. It could be said that my actions were more like running away. I didn't dare look at Betrand's face. That's why I didn't notice the amused glint in the bottom of Betrand's eyes. I stayed in the bathroom for a long time, l
Megan's POV In an instant, I skimmed the marriage agreement and fell silent for a moment. Betrand's heart tightened for no apparent reason when he saw that I didn't speak. So, he asked, "Is there a problem?" I shook my head in disbelief. "Uncle, are you sure you want to sign this agreement with me?" There is nothing wrong with the agreement. In fact, every content in it can almost be said to benefit me. By marrying Betrand, I will not only have the status and position of Mrs. Hardwin but will also get three percent of the shares of the Hardwin Company, as well as real estate in Betrand's personal name. I will also get half of Betrand's personal assets if they divorce. The Hardwin Company is the largest multinational conglomerate in Hauskin City which operates in the fields of finance, real estate, catering, hotels, and various other industries. The stock market value continues to increase. With a third-class family like the Vandana Family, if all their assets were com