" Cry if you want to. Do need to act like a strong woman!"
Ash Downey, 28, her cousin looks at her and holds his handkerchief before her with his one hand while driving. He recently communicated with her because of their grandparents who are sick and currently hospitalized. Emma left her family the day her father moved his mistress in and moved in her childhood friend's house until she graduated from high school. After that, she never returned to the city where her father is currently residing in. She has cut their relationship off entirely and moved on with her life until two days ago, she got a call from Ash who introduced himself as her cousin. Although she thought he was joking since for long time she hasn't met any set of her grandparents. she thought she was rejected by everyone in her family. After all, her father was so proud of his cheating on her mother and causing her taking her own life. However , After talking to Ash, she has realized that Her maternal grandparents and Paternal grandparents have tried to meet her all those years, they failed since she changed the city once she graduated. Her maternal grandparents left a big amount of inheritance under her name before they died two years ago which she never knew since her mother was actually disowned because of marrying a man that they didn't want to see in their house. But they loved their only grandchild and left everything to her. Her paternal grandparents have become friends with her mother's parents after everything happened and they have decided to transfer all the money that should be her father to her name. Now they want her to claim both inheritance before they die. Doctor already informed them about their grandparents' health deteriorating painfully. And they can't guarantee when they will take their last breath. So avoid any kind of regret, Ash decided to meet her as soon as possible and successfully, he reached out of her. And before coming here without informing her, he talked to their grandpa who couldn't talk properly. All he could remember is him talking about her constantly. " It will take five more hours. I don't think I can bring you back here today!" Ash said taking a shortcut route. " Didn't you say they stay across the country?" She asks while wiping her face. She has cried a lot. Now all she feels is numbness. " They moved in here for better treatment recently and that's how we knew you were here." He explains, their initial plan was giving them a best treatment but one of their relatives recognized her face from far away since she resembles her mother a lot. Thanks to that, they could finally reach her. Or she might have missed to meet her this set of parents. " I should have contacted you all. But I thought like that Man, you would all ignore me. I wasn't family -!" She looks outside with sad expression. She grew up alone with neglect. She didn't want to see those pitiful expression or those doubtful expressions. Also she was young. When her parents divorced and her mother died, she stopped herself meeting anyone and doing everything except for study. " That's not true. Grandpa immediately disowned him when he learned about cheating on your mother and your mother's death. Grandpa is an upfront person who hates to see his reputation ruined by something disgusting!" " I see!" Emma nods and looks outside. She needed to call her boss right after she walked out of the house earlier and entered the house to get some clothes, just in case she needs to stay over at the hospital. She wants not to regret everything. She wants to meet those people who liked her. Although she doesn't have any idea about them. She doesn't remember how they look like or how her other family members are. She is nervous about it. However, Thanks to her cousin, she can escape from the pain in her own house. Yet, the vibration sound of her phone keeps coming. Her eyes shift on her phone which is being bombarded with calls from Vincent. She keeps ignoring until she gets some messages. After reading them, she decides to receive the next call. " Emma! Where are you? I want you to come back home now. Let's talk about it. There is no way I will accept the divorce! So return home right now!" " Am I slave to you? Vincent!" She huffs, unable to accept how much a person can change. " Emma! Please! If you don't understand then who will? I need you as well. If you do this to me, how will I -?" " I .. I and I... Vincent! I am a bubbly adorable and obedient woman who will accept whatever you want. Also isn't it better for you to move in with your best friend permanently? Problem solved!" " Emma!!! I told you. I treat her like family. A sister. She has helped me when I went through a rough patch. That's why I am helping her. I need to repay her for everything she has done for me. You have misunderstood and -!" " A best friend, A sister or a family doesn't kiss each other, does they?" She finally speaks, her eyes welling up. " What are you talking about?" Vincent frowns. " Let me go, Vincent. There is nothing more between us. Last three months, I have been experiencing the feeling of being single. You don't even know how much I cried, how much I wanted to kill myself. You should face the reality. You just love that woman. So go back. Don't worry. I won't take any money. Just let me go!" " I will be waiting for you at home! Return when you want!" He speaks calmly and in low tone, " I love you!" He hangs up, making her sigh.. " How easy it is to say!!!" A scoff slips her lips but tears kiss her skin painfully. Trust between them is long gone. She doesn't want to go back home. But it's her home. She needs to take care of it until she leaves forever. Meanwhile, Vincent rubs his forehead with a desperate look on his face. His eyes are lost in thoughts when Sia places her hand on his shoulder. " Am I being the reason for your divorce? Vincent. I really don't want to be a burden on you. We both know we're Innocent. But she doesn't know. You should go to her and bring her back. Don't make me feel guilty over everything whatever is happening!" She sighs with a sad expression. Vincent doesn't respond as his attention is on the phone. " Vincent! I really wish I could get back to the time and accept your proposal to marry you. If I didn't make that mistake. Maybe you didn't have to go through everything. I am sorry!" Vincent looks at Sia with a frown, " I don't want to talk about it at all!" " It's fine!" Sia looks guilty... " I will never let her know that you used to love me. Or she will think that you are doing it because you still have -!" " I told you... I don't have any kind of feelings for you and it's just a misunderstanding!" " I know. I am sorry. But you don't have to worry about repaying for what I did. I give you my all priorities in my life. So don't worry. I will talk to her. She will listen to me. " " She on't!" His fingers run through his hair with jaw clench. " I have already made the biggest mistake. She isn't going to forgive me!" " But if she thinks she isn't happy. You can't make her happy ever. Didn't you see how my father was desperate to divorce my mother? She already got someone else to replace!" Sia sighs... " I don't know what to suggest but don't make the same mistake by clinging onto the marriage which is already gone. If you want, we can try!" " Sia!" He looks at her, " I will help you to check in the hotel until you leave. I need to have some time with my wife. You will always be my sister. But I can't let my marriage ruin because of this!" " Are you blaming me for this?" She screams, " This is not my fault that your wife is so insecure. Look at you.. You promised me you would be there for me in any sort of situation. But now for another woman -!" " She is my wife, Sia!" " He was your father too. Vincent. Do you know how much I had paid for your life? Don't you remember that the position I am in, the reason for my three nasty breakup is something because I helped you?" " Sia. I didn't mean to-!" " You know I am scared of people. I am scared of men and I can't live without you. I regret that I didn't marry you when you asked me to. I regret I did open a tinder account for you and I regret I didn't know that how much I have to pay for this. We were fine together. We did everything together. But - Now you are leaving for - Wahh!!!! I hate myself. I should have died!" She starts crying hysterically, attempting to take off the bandage around her wrist... " Sia! Don't! I am sorry. I am truly sorry!" He hugs her, " I didn't mean to hurt you!" "You bastard! If it wasn't me, you would have died there, if it wasn't your father, I wouldn't have gotten a scar on my body. If I wasn't there, I would have fulfilled my dream to be an actress..Now you are ready to sacrifice me for another woman who doesn't trust you. Why are you becoming so selfish?" She chokes on her words and cries. " I am sorry. I will talk to Emma. She will understand us. We will talk about it.. She will trust me. So you don't have to worry about it!" " Can't you just Divorce her?" Sia cries more. " I can't. I can't lose her either!" Sia's eyes darken as she clenches her fist. " She will leave you. I will make her!" She mumbles while burying her face in his arms." I wish I had parents like yours. Isn't it fun to be around sweet parents?" Emma, 13, clutches the tie of her school uniform and looks at Keya who is waiting for her father to pick them. " Don't worry! Aunt will be alright." Keya assures while holding a chocolate box, " Happy friendship day! I hope we will grow older together. Let's go to the same nursing home for elders together, OK?" Keya grins, Emma nods with a bright smile. But her attention slowly goes to her mother who is standing on the opposite side of the road. " Mom!" Emma waves her hand and smiles. " Gotta go, Keya. See you tomorrow, then!" She waves her hand and runs towards the road to cross. She notices the light is still on. Without thinking such, she grabs her backpack and runs towards her mother until - " Emma! WATCH OUT!" Her mother's screaming from the opposite side doesn't reach her. She clutches her eyes shut when she hears a sharp sound of horn. Covering her ears, she gets on her knees. Howe
It was more than an hour, she hasn't come out of the study room. Vincent takes a guess that she is resting. After soaking the towel in the lukewarm water, he approaches the door. With a hint of hesitation, his hand reaches the door knob. He doesn't know how to approach the whole situation. She is calm and indifferent. But it scares him more. What if he loses her? The thought of losing her messes with his mind. He wants to be the best husband in the world. He wants to be there when she needs her and everything. His strong grip twists the knob to open. However, to his surprise, the door doesn't open. He grabs his keys to open the door. She needs to take her medication. And he doesn't want her to skip taking medicines. Without thinking twice about breaking any sort of privacy, he just walks in after opening the door. " Emma!" He whispers and looks at her study room. His eyebrows knit slightly, finding no-one in the room. " Emma?" He mutters again. She is inside since s
" It was a great night!" She said as she sits on the bench in the park. Vincent looks at her, his eyes moistening with the scene of her being so beautiful in the moonlight. He is scared. What if she regains her memories and leaves him. What will he respond to her question? The fear and the agony of losing his own child because of himself has broken himself in the worst way. It would be less painful to get stabbed by his enemies. Taking a deep sigh, he walks towards her and holds a coffee can in front of her. " Thanks!" She said. However, a pang of heartache leads him to clench his own cup when she moves a bit away from him when he sits next to her. Like she did when they were having dinner. The distance between them, the way she talked to him was like talking to a stranger, his heart shattered into pieces each time. " Emma!" He calls her name in a soft tone as he presses his own palm. " Hmm?" she sips the coffee and looks at him. " Did that place feel famili
Sometimes life plays jokes but you got to do nothing but laugh. Even if it's not laughable. Vincent looks at the woman who he almost lost. His eyes are full of sadness although he feels relieved that she is alive and well. " You don't remember me?" He asked. He feels pain in his chest as if thousands of stones are gathering in his chest. " I don't! Also I don't care! Can you please just arrange everything and let me go? What if someone else proposes to him?" She looks restless and impatient. Her eyes from time to time shift on the door. " Emma! I am your husband! Do you know what that means?" He asked, swallowing his pain. " I was married to you. Now I don't remember you. This is a very good reason, right? Let me go already. Okay? Please. Pretty please!" She shows her puppy eyes while jumping in small movements. " It's not happening." He sighs deeply and holds her hand. " Once you said that you shouldn't do something out of impulsive emotions. You may regret it later.
Obviously, amnesia is something that rarely happens to the patient with a small head injury. However, judging by her mental situation, the biggest strike of her life may lead her to something unexpected. Joyce can't help but feel so doubtful about her regaining consciousness without any problems. It's been three days. The 72 hours observation has finally ended and they're expecting her to wake up sooner or they will announce her being in coma. However those 72 hours have been a hell for Vincent who has seemingly lost his cool. Without eating a single grain, he has been sitting on the sofa in her room. Joyce sometimes encourages him to get back himself. But he has just lost the spirit to do anything. In the evening, Joyce checks her pulse and dresses the wound. The wounds are recovering faster as expected. While she is checking the pulse, her attention shifts on Emma's eyes. A subtle gasp with an " Ah!" escapes when she notices Emma has been staring at her. She regai
" She was pregnant for four months! It was a cryptic pregnancy!" Sending Emma to the ICU, the doctor looks at Vincent who is standing like a statue. His worn out expression watches her from outside. " What is cryptic pregnancy?" He asked as guilt is killing him inside.. " It's a pregnancy that shows no early symptoms of pregnancy. Sometimes some women get to know when they are in labor. That's why she didn't have any baby bump from the beginning!" Vincent inhales sharply as he clenches his fist. This is not what he wanted. " The woman who was with her. We contacted her parents. They confirmed that they were Emma's Godparents. After her mother's death, Emma was neglected severely and was mental deprived. They moved her in when she was only fifteen. She grew up with them." She said, looking at Emma with a pitiful gaze. Vincent has severe trust issues. When he knew that her present had been making him taking wrong decision in his secret life, he started using Sia. Although
" We are heading to airport and then I will hear your explanation!" Taking a U-turn to drive to the airport, Keya coldly speaks. Emma just nods, hanging her head down. If in this world, she can rely on anyone, it's Keya. But she never told that Vincent has by hurting her. Not even about the ongoing divorce issues. She didn't want to burden her or her family once again. But right now, Keya's mood isn't good either. They have their own code for safety. If anyone can't call each other or message each other once a day or two, they must visit their house or sending someone who can help with the information. Sending the cleaning lady was Keya's idea since she hasn't met Vincent ever. She trusted Emma's choice but kept her distance from any of her male friends. But right now, she is regretting not meeting Vincent and understand what kind of guy he is. " We will get something to eat from subway once we are there. Where is your phone?" She asks, Emma pinches her own hand an
She had given her everything to gain the freedom. A life to live. Now she is once again under someone's control, someone's clutch. Once again, that familiar suffocating feelings. She can't avoid it. She gazes far away into the cloudy sky. Her eyes are lost in those birds' wings, that flap constantly and freely. Her breath gets stronger and heavier. An usual strong pain in her stomach. Few weeks ago, she found out she was severely depressed. Because of this, she got an ulcer. But the doctor never mentioned anything related to her pregnancy. She still can't find the answer. She never had any one night stand. She didn't even go to anywhere except for Keya's. Keya doesn't have any male friends and she doesn't drink alcohol. So she doesn't throw any kind of party where her friends might bring men. Here, in this house, she lived alone last three months. No male colleagues even got closer to her. So she doesn't know what happened. But whatever it is and whatever has happened, her
Emma's eyes open when she feels a cold hand on her forehead. Although the stomachache has subsided, the nauseousness is killing her. She wants to throw up but her body somehow isn't giving her support. " You are having fever. Did I go hard on you last night?" Vincent pecks her forehead and places the ice bag on. His voice is calm and usual. But the moment her vision gets clear, his face appears before her eyes, last night becomes clear. It was hell. She never thought she would experience something awful no matter what. Vincent's appearance to his tone, it was all new. As if some gangster was attacking her. She grabs the blanket and tries to tuck under it. But Vincent grabs it without letting her do so. " It's time for breakfast. I prepared breakfast. So don't go to sleep again!" The tone is soft and warm. Like before. But she remains silent. She doesn't want to see that side of him. It terrifies her. She slowly tries to sit up but - " Ow!" She hisses in pain. H