Ezra was standing on the roof of a lonely bank building. His black coat fluttered dramatically as the wind blew around him. He tried to see the situation in the Grand Hyatt Hotel through the black binoculars hanging from his neck. Everything seems to have gone according to plan. Felix had made sure the Louises— Edward and Monica, were standing at the right point for target shooting. The corner of Ezra's lips twitched into a smirk. After a dozen years of holding himself back from doing this, he finally had the chance to execute the damn couple.Ezra walked over to his gun, and bent over it. He had used his black gloves and black leather coat to disguise his body in the dark night on the roof of this skyscraper. The dinner party across there was going on with great fanfare. The host provides the best dishes and the best entertainment for all his invited guests.While waiting for reports from his men who were in the hotel, Ezra started to light a cigarette which he took from his trouser
The commotion occurred in the ballroom of the Grand Hyatt hotel when the police and medical team arrived to take away the bodies of Mrs. and Mr. Louise who looked miserable. Hunter who came fifteen minutes after the incident immediately growled angrily while staring blankly at the bodies of his mother and father who looked pathetic. He was sure that Ezra must have done all this, but he couldn't accuse the man and throw him in jail if the police didn't find evidence that pointed to the man. After all, a moment ago the police said that this time the murder was carried out by a sniper from a distance. So it could not be Ezra. He could have hired someone else to kill his father and mother instead of making things difficult for himself and risking being caught by the police. "Find the killer and punish him as severely as possible," Hunter said firmly to a group of policemen standing in front of him. The police nodded obediently and immediately went to search the area around the ballroom
Like dejavu. Ezra returned to the hospital holding Mila in his arms. Blood was still flowing from Mila's thigh, staining the black shirt Ezra was wearing. But he doesn't care. He just ran and kept running to call the medical team who would help Mila who was groaning in pain in his arms."Hold on, okay. I know you can get through all of this.”"This really hurts Ezra." Mila's lips trembled as she tried to tell Ezra how bad her stomach was right now. Even Mila began to be pessimistic about the condition of her baby."Maybe he won't make it," Mila croaked as Ezra placed her carefully on the gurneys.“Don't say anything and just hang in there. They will do all kinds of ways to help you.”Mila was then brought into the emergency room. A nurse stopped Ezra at the ER door which was just about to be closed. Ezra stood on tiptoe to see Mila's condition inside. But the nurse closed the door tightly and Ezra could see nothing but the door with its stiff green curtains.Ezra felt like screaming a
Their gazes met. Mila stopped laughing and stiffened when Ezra finally appeared at her doorstep a week after she woke up. Felix gave her a confused look and reflexively turned his head back to see what was going on. In the doorway, Ezra was standing with a cold expression looking at Mila. "Mila..." Felix's words were quickly cut off by Mila. "What's that bastard doing here?" Mila hissed angrily. She felt intense hatred for the man and she suddenly threw a flower vase from the nightstand towards Ezra. “Mila! What are you doing?" screamed Felix frantically. "Go away from here. I don't want to see you. You're a killer!” "Mila, what happened? stop it. You must calm down.” Felix quickly grabbed Mila's wrists and held them in the air when Mila almost grabbed her plate of food and was about to throw it at Ezra who was standing frozen in front of the door. "I don't want to see him, Felix. Get him out of here." Mila screamed more and more hysterically and tears flooded her face. Felix
This house has never been quieter. In fact, there is always the sound of screaming or howling laughter from his father or mother when they laugh at something. Hunter felt this silence suffocating him more and more. He sat alone in the dining room, eating pancakes and bacon that tasted bland in his mouth. His two hands gripped the knife and fork tightly, feeling angry at his pitiful state. Finally he threw his fork and knife to the floor, letting the noise fill the silence that surrounded him. Next plates. He swept the entire table clean and shattered all the ceramic plates on the floor. Hunter ruffled his hair in frustration. Shouted as loud as he could to release the sadness and anger he was feeling. "You bastard Ezra! You damn bastard who should be dead!” Hunter gasped for breath as he knelt down and shed tears of anguish over the death of his parents. Even though he didn't like what his father was doing, he never expected that his father would die in such a tragic way. Even his
Music clanged loudly around him. The air around him was dry and cold, but mingled with the foul smell of the sweat of the crowd dancing madly on the dance floor. Cicero is a small and quiet town. There is only one bar that can be found in this place and it is always the go-to for everyone looking to find solace on a cold and boring night. "Hey handsome boy, are you alone?" "You can see for yourself right?" The man took a sip of his beer from the bottle, looking indifferent to the flirtatious bitch trying to seduce him. He knew for a fact that the bitch only wanted his money. Yeah, just the money. There was no way that woman had not noticed him for three days straight he was here and with a wad of money in his pocket. "May I sit here?" "If you like it that way." He downed his beer again, ignoring the woman beside him who started sniffing his body and fingering his pants, where a wad of cash of his was hidden. "Want to treat me?" "You can order whatever you like." The woman gav
Her body fell on the soft mattress and bounced for a while. She lay on her back, staring at the ceiling of her room which was decorated with dim yellow lights. For a moment she thought that all of this was fun. Finally she has a place to live in her own name and a life devoid of lies. She will live independently from now on, socially and financially. Mila has officially moved into her new apartment in Logan Square since yesterday. She deliberately bought an apartment that was the highest priced among the others and in an area that was quite expensive as an investment. From now on she has to think about her future and her future child. Before deciding to buy this apartment, she had sold her lambo car first. Thanks to the help of her attorney instead of Alexander Sawyer, a very nice new attorney Mrs. Anderson Clopton, she sold her lambo in no time. She used some of the money from selling her lambo to buy a house, the rest she invested to buy some household furniture she needed and put
Mila tightened her jacket and walked out of a coffee shop a block from her office, carrying a cup of hot chocolate and a paper bag of tuna mayo and croissants. Mila accidentally bought her breakfast on foot and left her car at the office so she could enjoy the cold and bustling atmosphere of a Chicago morning. It's like a new experience for her. Walk with people who will also work like her. She could see a flower selling woman on the side of the road. She arranges beautiful winter flowers. There's baby breath, bright yellow winter aconite, and pinecones that are beautifully crafted in white wrapping paper. Mila was very excited when she saw it. Unfortunately she didn't need flowers right now, so she didn't buy any. She just kept walking with lighter steps towards the crossroad to cross with the others. But Mila was too focused on the scene of the morning rush in Chicago to notice where her nets were going. A car suddenly sped up, ran through a traffic light that was supposed to stop
Mila walked through the living room towards the front door with her eyes half closed. Her apartment bell rang loudly many times to wake her who fell asleep after breastfeeding Gerrald in her baby room. Luckily, Gerrald didn't wake up because of the sound of the apartment bell that the annoying guest kept pressing repeatedly. "Wait a moment." Mila shouted in annoyance between the sound of the bell that kept echoing around her. Mila quickly pressed the combination numbers on the lock panel and a soft beep sounded at the door. The annoying knocker immediately burst in while growling in annoyance. “Why did you have to change your apartment password? I've been standing outside for half an hour." "I overslept while nursing Gerrald." Ezra's eyes moved down to Mila's blouse button which was not fully buttoned. He looked up briefly to meet Mila's face, then his hands quickly reached for the buttons of the blouse to button. “What are you doing? I can do it myself.” "To shorten the time."
3 months later The people applauded enthusiastically after the red ribbon for the inauguration of the new office was cut by the main star. Camera flash immediately rained down on his body mercilessly until it felt like he would go blind any minute. But Ezra can't complain too much about the enthusiasm people have for the merger between his company and Mila's company which is now growing rapidly. The three months since the shooting incident at Mila's apartment have brought many changes to their lives. Especially now that they have a little man in the middle of their new life. Mila smiled a little at Ezra's figure who was serving the paparazzi who were busy surrounding him. Ezra practically looks like a lump of sugar swarmed by hungry ants. Mila's hands occasionally rocked her stroller when her little one, baby Gerrald, whined a little because of the noise around him. Gerrald was used to the silence in her penthouse. He was rarely exposed to the noise of the paparazzi who would hunt h
Ezra moved warily to protect Mila behind his back. He cursed many times for not incapacitating Jonas first before discussing things with Mila. "But what did you come into my apartment for?" Jonas smiled wryly. He pretended to pat his denim jacket as if it was dusty. Jonas has a bruise on his right jaw from Ezra's precise fist that landed there shortly after he snuck into Mila's apartment. "To get revenge on you." Jonas took a gun out from under his boots and pointed it at Mila and Ezra. “Drop your weapon or you will regret choosing to do that.” “Are you scared, Ezra? You're not the only one with a gun. Even I have it too. You have destroyed my plans. I thought you were already rotting in hell, but you tricked us all.” “Glad that you were stupid enough and duped. You have terrorized Mila and disturbed her life.” "Because of you. I had forgotten about my stupid desire to take revenge on you when you were reportedly drowned in the sea. But who would have thought that you would ri
"Ssshhh... Don't scream, Mila!" "Who are you?" Mila's body froze when an arm stretched forward and hugged her chest until her shoulders pressed against the man's chest. From his voice and body aroma the man was very similar to Ezra. But it is not possible. Ezra is dead. Even the police had given her an official statement that the rescue team had not been able to find Ezra's body that had fallen into the sea. "You can't possibly forget me. You know me so well, Mila.” "Ezra is dead. Don't try to be Ezra in front of me." Mila's voice trembled as she tried to bully the man. In fact, Mila almost fell to the floor if the man's strong arms didn't support her shoulders. "Look at me." Mila's body was rotated one hundred and eighty degrees until now Mila was facing a man whose face was very similar to Ezra's. Her face stiffened as she stared at the man's face. Mila wanted to push the man's chest away, but her body couldn't move because she was too shocked by what was happening before her
"Wait here. I won't be long." Meyer stopped his car in the middle of the forest and let Ezra get out of his car to walk along the path in the middle of a lonely forest. "Good luck. Make Felix pee his pants seeing your ghost.” Meyer laughed loudly before Ezra slammed his car door loudly. Ezra walked to his lonely hunting house in the middle of the forest. He had seen Mila come with Jonas crying hysterically in Felix's arms. Apparently Felix didn't wait until the next morning to tell Mila that he had fallen overboard and might have died. His palms itched to punch Jonas when he saw him put his arm around Mila's shoulders. But luckily Felix chased him away quickly and Mila didn't try to keep Jonas from staying in his house. Ezra decided to make a detour through the back of his cabin. He saw the kitchen light was still on and saw Felix's silhouette standing by the sink. Looks like Felix and Mila are talking about something serious. He then hid behind the firewood storage rack, waiting
The high and ferocious waves rocked his boat so many times that he couldn't even sit still in the boat. His face was wet and his lips were twitching coldly because of the splash of sea water that was almost below freezing. The buoys and layers of clothing that wrapped around his body couldn't block the super cold sea breeze that was blowing very hard around him. Only a madman would go out to sea in the midst of a raging storm like this one. And damn that crazy person is him. Meyer repeatedly looked up at the sky, hoping that a violent storm would not come soon because he was still bobbing in the middle of the sea. It would take him at least another twenty minutes at the earliest to get to the beach and quickly find a warm place to keep him from catching frostbite in the morning. At first Meyer thought his ship was being hit by waves again. He heard the sound of water hitting solid objects, and then the boat shook slightly. He had almost given up on surviving in the middle of the sea
"Thanks Felix. I don't know where else to go but here. My apartment is not a good choice when I have problems with Jonas.” Mila took a sip of her hot chocolate, letting the delicious chocolate liquid flow down her throat and calm her down. She was on the verge of deep frustration. “I told you that his intentions weren't pure.” Felix took a place in front of Mila while looking at her concerned. "I know it. But I don't think he will force me to accept his proposal. He's crazy. He even screamed in the restaurant and made us both a spectacle.” "Relax Milla. You can't be stressed. Remember what Doctor Rosaline said at the last check-up." Mila sighed and nodded. "I remember. My blood pressure is very low and I have to have a transfusion if it stays low.” “Good girl. Better forget about Jonas. You have to distance yourself from him." "I have done. But he often comes to my apartment, helping me organize my future baby's room. How could I possibly ignore his kindness.” "Now he won't c
"Thanks for inviting me to dinner, Jo." "You're welcome. Please sit down Mila.” Mila smiled faintly and pulled the chair in front of her. Jonas looked like he was about to pull out a chair for her, but Mila refused and said that pregnant women are not disabled. "How's the little one?" "Very good. Well it's been seven months, two more months before his birth. Really really fast.” Mila sighed softly. "I'm grateful. I'm glad to see you're fine. The last few months have been tough for you." "Very tough." Mia smiled weakly. It was a miracle that she survived two more months without Ezra by her side. She had shed tons of tears since the past two months. When finally the rescue team failed to find Ezra and the police officially stated that Ezra was lost due to drowning in the sea. Her legs literally went limp when she received the news. She almost fell to the ground if Felix didn't put his arm around her shoulders and support her limp body. Her heart… she didn't know if her heart had
Hunter was ushered out of his cage into the courtroom. After a week in jail, now Hunter looks so messy and ugly. His face was pale and shabby. The dark circles under his eyes were very dark. Hunter let his sideburns grow wildly on his face so that he looked like an old hermit who had just been taken out of a cave. Hunter's hands were handcuffed behind his back. Hunter took a deep breath in the scent of the courtroom and felt a tinge of relief that he could finally smell something other than the rotting smell of rotting prison food. Two policemen gently pushed Hunter's shoulders and pressed him to sit on the prison chair. Not many were present at his trial. Hunter didn't even expect anyone to come. But suddenly his eyeballs met Mila's eyeballs who were looking at him gloomily. Mila's face was somber and it looked like she had been wallowing in sadness for so long that there were no traces of joy on her face. Hunter's breath caught when he learned that Mila was present at the trial thi