"Everything's under control, Mr. Alejandro. Good thing you had first aid with you. That did a lot for Miss Vie," the doctor had told Johannes, but the man did not seem to listen to him. He was just staring blankly at nowhere. The doctor awkwardly cleared his throat before checking his watch. "Then, I will be going now, Sir. I have a lot of patients to attend to, have a nice day," Johannes nodded at him and thanked him. He stared at Vie, but he could care less about her. He knew that the woman knew very well about the ingredients of that meal, but she ate it nonetheless. She must have planned to frame Nathalie and make Johannes hate her. Contrary to that, Johannes's blood is boiling against this woman sleeping soundly in front of him. Johannes recalled how Vie pushed Nathalie and how she winced in pain. And the hot soup... it must have hurt. Johannes knows that Nathalie is the type to be sensitive when it comes to her skin. She even got multiple paper cuts before! The reason why Joha
Samuel threw his phone when the guard he appointed for Vie had reported that the woman was sent to the hospital after having an allergy attack. He tapped his fingers on the table, slightly being impatient about the situation. This is Vie's request that he make Nathalie's father be indebted to him with a lot of money to the point that he would not be able to pay. Samuel had agreed, but things went out of hand when Nathalie's father ran away without a trace. "That damn fucker!!!" Samuel... is a man who loves money more than everything else, excluding Vie. The woman he longed to have but was too busy looking at another man. "Sir, we have updates about Mr. Taylor," Samuel's eyes darkened. He had been mocked by his brothers after being tricked by that ex-convict. He ought to make him buried in debt, but he dared steal his money and run away! Samuel would never forgive such a man. This young man, who's just about to reach twenty-five this year, hates losing, especially to his brothers,
Nathalie's POV I woke up when my phone vibrated non-stop. I reached for it using my left hand as my right still hurt from the burn I received last Monday. It's Friday already, and it still stings from time to time. Harries had scolded me multiple times. She must be afraid that the burn would leave a scar. I answered the phone when I saw Nathan's name on it. Why is he calling this early? "Hello? Why?" [Can I not call my sister, huh? Psh,] I chuckled. He must be bored since I could not visit him. I can't let Nathan know that I had a fight with another woman, not when I found out that he had already met Johannes. And... I think he likes him for me. I am glad to know that, but now I don't want to disappoint him. "You miss me? Should I visit you today?" I kidded. He would always feel teased whenever I told him that he must miss me. Damn, I miss my brother! Though he's really stubborn, he's still the best that happened in my life... and Johannes after that. [Psh, you should rest. You th
(Trigger Warning: Violence and sexual harassment) "Johannes? Oh? Are you waiting for Nathalie?" Paxton was wiping his sweat while walking to Johannes. He must have come from the gym on the third floor of the building across from theirs. Paxton did not want to associate himself with other people, so he went to rent the whole gym, which he could not do in the gym in their building. "Tsk?" Johannes arched a brow. "Maybe I should really purchase this building and kick you out," he said while rolling his eyes at Paxton. The latter chuckled and sat beside him. "Why don't you go inside?" He leaned to the bench and stretched his arms and legs. Johannes moved away from him, "You're disgusting," "What? You don't sweat, huh?" "Fuck off," "You are really mean, Johannes. How the hell did you end up that way when your parents were like angels? Brian, too, tsk," he opened his bottled water and drank it before looking at Johannes again, "You're finally going to talk with Nathalie?" "Why do you
Nathalie's POV I am curious to know how long it has been. Two hours? Three hours? Five? Half a day? Maybe a day had already passed even... I cannot even feel a part of my body where I cannot be disgusted. They... They all touched every inch of me. I was startled when someone poured cold water on me. I opened my eyes and saw a glare from his big eyes. "Do not sleep yet! It's not fun playing you when you're passed out," he scoffed. I looked away. I can't help but feel so pathetic that I had been touched this way. Can I even go back to Johannes after this? Will I even be able to face him as clean? No. I would utterly feel disgusted. I was hoping that he would save me, but hours had passed, and there was no shadow of him. He must not have noticed that I was gone... I noticed that my phone was missing, so they must have used it to tell him otherwise. I'm so pathetic. After acting all high and mighty all my life to survive in this world, here I am... being stepped on by these lowly men.
Nathalie passed out from exhaustion, but when she woke up, no one was around. She was not even in an abandoned building anymore. She scanned the room and saw how fancy it was. It must be a hotel of some sort. Why she's here? She got no idea at all. She could not understand the reason why the kidnappers abducted her and why they harassed her in such a manner and then put her in this place the next day. 'Did they receive orders?' she thought to herself as she tried getting up. Thankfully, she still has some strength in her body. Nathalie does not know whether she should thank the environment she grew up in or curse it since she cannot feel anything inside her right now. Nathalie... she was just trembling in fear last night, but now she feels like an empty shell that had awoken from an as if endless nightmare. She stared at herself in the mirror, and no trace of what had happened to her was found. The gang was meticulous about how they touched her. They never hit her once, so there wer
Johannes stared at Nathalie's arm. 'It looks fine now,' he thought to himself as he looked back at the files he was reading earlier. It had been a week since Nathalie started working again. And it also had been a week since she started acting like nothing had happened between her and Johannes. Like the stiff, perfectionist, and strict Nathalie Taylor he used to know. She started acting like that again. Also, she's working later than ever, and he would also go to work and see her early than anyone else. 'Why the hell is she drowning herself to work lately?' he asked in his head as he realized how thin she had gotten. He could still not remove the look on her face when he bumped into her when he tried visiting her again. 'Why did she throw up? Why was she not wearing shoes? Why a thin dress in the middle of a fucking winter!? Damn it. I want to ask him so many things, but she always avoids me whenever I try to.' Nathalie was always on guard when Johannes was around. She did not talk
Nathalie's POV I could feel him staring at me again. It had been over a week now, and he kept gazing my way every time has the chance to do so. Johannes would also try to talk to me, approach me... But I kept avoiding his gaze. After finishing the papers I was working on, I handed them over to him and was about to go back to my desk when he called me and grabbed my arm. On instinct, I slapped his hand and moved away from him. What... What did I just do? I could feel his gaze questioning me, and the pain in his eyes was evident, but I could not feel anything at all. My arms are trembling... no. My body is shaking. I thought I had told myself more than enough that I was fine. That what I had been through was something like a sort of nightmare alone. That it's nothing. It's not like it is not a normal thing for other women. I just happened to experience it all at once... Yes. This is what I had been telling myself every single night that I woke up, panting and sweating as I ran in my
“Where are we going, Dad?” Julian asked his father while still yawning. He had just woken up from his afternoon nap when his father picked him up from his grandparent’s mansion. Julian Nathaniel Alejandro, Johannes felt proud while staring at his son’s ocean-blue eyes. “We’re going to the cemetery,” “Is Mom there?” Johannes looked at him with sad eyes and smiled, “Yes, Julian. We’re going to see Mom there,” Johannes fixed his son’s seatbelt and started the car’s engine. It had been seven years since Nathalie birthed Julian. He’s a big boy now who hates it when Johannes kisses him on the cheek. He used to giggle when his father did it, but now that he turned seven, he would glare at Johannes whenever he did that, especially when they were in a public place. Julian looked like Johannes, but his eyes took after Nathalie. Those deep blues of ocean that always enchanted Johannes. He could not help but stare at them whenever he had the chance. “Are we going to visit Abuelo too?” the
“Uncle Ken,” Yohan sat beside him. Johannes was still staring at the door where the woman had left. The harsh sound of the rain was worrying him. ‘Nathalie hates the rain,’ he thought to himself. He furrowed his brows and realized that the fact that the woman hated the rain popped up out of his head out of nowhere. Was it a memory? Did he remember that from the past? “Uncle Ken?” Yohan called him again since Johannes did not respond the first time. Johannes then looked at him and messed up his hair. “Come here, bud,” Yohan sat on Johannes’s lap and lowered his face. Yohan rubbed his hands against each other and then looked at Johannes with teary eyes. “Did Mama make a mistake to Uncle Ken?” he asked, crying now. “Yohan is the bad boy because I lied,” “What?” Johannes asked, furrowing his brows now since he could not understand him all too well. Yohan jumped from his seat and took something from his pocket. “Yohan was mad when he learned that you were getting married. I thought
One week had passed since Nathalie and Johannes had a check-up. Nathalie is fine now, but the latter seemed different. Johannes stared at her sleeping figure. He had been doing this for almost a week now. After what he witnessed last time, Johannes always found himself inside her bedroom. Staying beside her while Nathalie cries in her sleep. Johannes could not understand what it was that pulled him to the woman he had lost memories of. Should he open himself for her, or should he cut every string connected to her? Johannes could not decide. "Nathalie... Nathalie Taylor," he muttered *** The chairman handed over the folder to General Smith. He’s a companion he had when he was just starting out, thus, confirming the trust between them. “We had been trying to figure out these cases before... I can’t believe such a young woman could do all these evil things,” “She’s crazy, Smith,” “Are you sure you want to hand it over to us?” General Smith asked the chairman. Miraflores Alej
"You're here again," Yael tried to get up but gave up when she felt an exhausting pain inside her stomach. It was so painful that her eyes teared up. Johannes panicked and ran to her. Worrying, he told Yael, "This is why I always come here. I told you you don't have to get up when I come here. How could you be so stubborn!?" He shouted to the poor woman. Yarl stared at his enraged face and then averted her gaze, "I told you you don't have to come here... you... you found your home, Johannes," "Ken. You gave me that name. Use that," "Johannes—" "Are you really trying to make me mad? Johannes here, Johannes that! I fucking cannot remember anything related to that name, so damn it, just treat me as that penniless Ken before!" Johannes frustratedly told her. Yael had realized her mistake. She stared into his eyes and tried to read his confused emotion. Yael had met Johannes when he was still in the hospital. She assisted Johannes back then, and he had felt indebted to her kindness.
Nathalie’s POV I was about to get inside the mansion when I saw a familiar figure, but I doubt it was him. It would be impossible to see him out of his cave. “Nathalie Taylor!” I turned around and saw Harries waving at me. It had been so long since we last saw each other. She even nagged me because I was behaving unlike myself these past few months. “Harries!” I hugged her, and she kissed me on the cheek. Harries still treats me like a child, really. I motioned her to sit on the chair and asked a waiter to serve us food. “How was your trip?” “Terrible,” I furrowed my brows; this woman loves traveling like how she loves medicine. To hear her condemn her last trio like this, something must have had occurred. She rolled her eyes when a man greeted her with a kiss. Now I get it. Harries must have felt upset with her husband, Loki. He’s a businessman like Johannes though he majored in the medicine industry, the reason why he eventually met my best friend through the same acquaintanc
Cohen’s POV I could swear I never intended to attend this fucking party. There were a lot of familiar faces though I am sure that they didn’t know who I was. Sebastian is doing his thing of introducing me to everyone he knows, which is practically everyone at this event. “Sebastian,” “Hmm? Wait. Mr. Alfredo! Hey! Long time no see. How is it going with the firm?” he chatted with yet another man in a suit. Sebastian seems friendlier than the last time I saw him. I distanced myself a little since it would be a nuisance if he asked me to talk to his acquaintances. I sat by the bar, and the bartender gave me a tequila. I smirked and greeted him with proud eyes. He dares challenge me? Well, I have a pretty high tolerance when it comes to these types of drinks. I was enjoying myself when the host announced that the party was about to start. I could vomit at the sight of the host of this event. What the hell? Is this party about them? Sebastian, you idiot. I should not have mentioned Nath
Cohen’s POV It felt strange waking up on a soft mattress. It had been a long since I last slept in one. I don’t know why it feels empty though this room is not even that big, to begin with. It’s cold, really. Winter is knocking on the corner of this house. I stood up after lazily staring at my ceiling for hours, trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with me today. It should be another day when I should visit the eatery and cook for them, but for some reason, I picked up my phone and told them I’d have to take a leave for today. When I went to the kitchen, Caleb was already there, cooking breakfast. He glanced at me and smirked, “Fancy seeing you wake up late,” I ignored him and went to make my coffee. He seemed to be in the mood today that he irritated me this early. “Where’s mom?” I sat on the edge of the table as I looked at him over my cup of coffee. Caleb turned around and shrugged his shoulders. I furrowed my brows with that. “You don’t know?” “No, I mean, she asked me
"A party?" Ken just reached home after visiting Yael in the hospital. He did not want to leave her, but his family insisted that he stays at home. Yohan was with a nanny since he wanted to stay beside his mother. Johannes stared at his parents with a confused expression, "What party? Do I have to participate in one?" he asked again, removing his coat. It was snowing outside. The first snow was last night, and the whole city was covered in white the following day. Joaquin and Beatrice smiled at Johannes, "This is to celebrate your return, son," Joaquin said. Ken furrowed his brows and sat on the couch. He stretched his neck. When he opened his eyes, he looked at his parents and shook his head. "I hate parties." "You don't even remember that," Clinton, who came from the entrance, interrupted his cousin's refusal. Clinton gave Beatrice a box of a new set of tea from China. The woman smiled at him and then turned to her son again. "Clinton is right, Johannes," "Ken. I told you to call
Nathalie visited the orphanage again when she felt well. She brought a lot of toys and food that she bought from the market. The kids were happy to see her, chanting the fairy song they had made to dedicate it to her. Nathalie was looking around, and Olivia noticed that she was looking for something, “Are you looking for something, Nathalie?” “Oh, ahm... I... I was just wondering where Yael and Johannes—I mean Ken are,” she shyly replied. She had heard from the nurse that Yael had been discharged, so she assumed that the woman was already feeling better. Nathalie thought they would be here since it seemed like Johannes liked being around the children, but afternoon came, and there was no shadow of him, Yael, or her son. “Yael? Oh dear, you haven’t heard the news yet? She was brought to the city to have medications, her illness relapsed, and she needed better treatment,” Olivia told her. Nathalie was shocked. She could not utter a reply and just forced herself to smile. Nathalie we