Emerald

Prologue

I saw how my mother struggle just to provide for me. My mother would often go to work and take care of me at the same time. She took the responsibility of being both a mother and a father to me. A mother who takes care of me like feeding me, helping me get dressed, give me a bath and watching over me when I was a baby until I reach the age wherein I can already take care of myself. Apart from that, she shoulder the responsibility as a father since she works to provide for me like food, shelter, to buy me clothes, and sending me to school. She been through a lot of difficulties yet she managed to cope up and surpassed. I admire her so much. But that do not changed the fact that she went through all of these because of an irresponsible man.

I loathe him. He is my own father but I despise that he is my father. I never met him. He abandoned us when he got my mother pregnant. I do not even know his name. I often call him Lucifer because only a devil can do such things that he did to us. Only a ruthless demon can have the nerve to leave someone vulnerable and helpless like my mother.

After all the pleasure, he left, when pain comes in. After the good times he disappear when the bad times came. After the joy he was gone when sorrow comes in. He was there when my mother was at her best but at her worst he was suddenly nowhere to be found. I hate him so much and this hatred motivates me, this resentment gives me strength to live and fight.  

I do not trust men. For me, they do not exist. I focused on my studies. I did all my best to make everything easier for my mother and I did succeed when I got a scholarship from an exclusive private school. I was bullied because I was the only poor student in the University. My savior, Jason Belle, who happens to be my classmate in all subjects. We are taking up the same course. He is just an average student but his parents expect a lot from him, I received an offer from his family to be Jason's tutor and they will pay me double. Because of the allowance that I get from the scholarship and my salary from Jason, I get a lot and soon I convinced my mother to stop working.

Years had passed, I finished college and Jason's parents offered me a position in their company as his Executive Assistant. I heartily accept his offer since I really could get along with him. His parents are so kind to me as well. Their family is different from the typical rich family who look down on poor people. They are really good people and working for them is like being with family and they precisely treat me like family.

All my dreams come true. I became a successful woman both in my career and business. I was able to give my mother a convenient life but still something is missing. I am not satisfied with what I have yet. I still want to fulfill something. That is to have my sweet revenge to the man who is responsible in all the heartaches and struggles me and my mother went through. I need to find him.

I will never be at peace if I will not be able to make him pay for everything he did. It is very unfair if he will just get away with it. He needs to suffer triple times from the suffering that my mother and I had experienced. He need to shed tears of blood. I want to see him slowly dying from sorrow. I want to hear him beg for forgiveness that I will never give. I want to see him crawl in the mud while regretting everything he had done.

Unexpectedly, just when I thought fate has been good to me. Everything just get any better when I found out my father’s identity and the best is I find a way how to hurt him in the most painful way and that is through his adopted son. But knowing this information about his adopted son, my hatred on him just grows even bigger.

How could he provide, protect, and take care of someone else who is not his and just forsake his own flesh and blood? How could he not provide for his own child and give the world to a child of someone else’s man? I badly want to kill hiim in my own hands. But of course, an easy death is not what I wanted for him. He should suffer and wished to take his own life because of it. 

Whatever his reason is it does not reduced of the anger that I feel for him it even got worse. The hatred that I feel for him for so many years could not be erased. The tears that I shed for so many years has turned into and ocean and I fell it too deep that I can no longer resurface. Then the worst comes into worst. I had my supposed to be sweet revenged, but it turned out to be bitter. It was not the way I expect it to be.

The sweet revenge turned into something tragic. I hurt an innocent man. I hurt both innocent men that I loved so much. When I realized I was wrong, it is too late. How can I ever take back all the hurt that I caused them? Even my own mother was hurt because of all the things that I have done.

I turned into a monster. I turned into a demon. For so many years I refer my father as a monster and an evil, yet it turns out that I was the one who is a monster and a wicked daughter. Yes, I successfully accomplished my mission but it did not turned out the way I wanted it to be. It is not the way I expected. I never thought that I would fall in love with the man that I used as an instrument to hurt my father. When I found out I was in love with him, he also find out my real agenda of getting close to him. Now he hates me. It looks like the illegitimate child’s revenge went wrong.