Scarlett couldn't figure out why Aysel wouldn't just leave."What does she want from my fiancé? More money? Well, she won't get it," Scarlett thought as she saw Aysel wince in pain from the second tug on her hair."You..." Aysel gritted her teeth as she tried to free her hair from Scarlett's grasp."I've always known you're trouble, you're a witch, and now you've proved it. You made me trip to harm my unborn..." Aysel's words trailed off.Aysel would never want to reveal the truth about her pregnancy. Especially not in front of a witch. "Babe, let go of her. You shouldn't waste your time on her. Like I said before, she's just desperate. Desperate for more money. I'll give it to her if that's what she wants, so we can have peace and quiet in this home again," Anthony said, walking towards Scarlett and lifting her up from the ground.He felt he had been entertained enough and it was time to wrap things up before Aysel spilled the beans in front of Scarlett. He couldn't bear the though
Anthony, who had not anticipated such a turn of events, became furious. He had not expected Aysel to be so merciless as to bite his beloved fiancée so hard. It angered him.Immediately Scarlett let go of Aysel, she quickly stood up, and attempted to run to Anthony to tell him she was pregnant with his baby. However, before she could reach him, an unexpected force struck her, throwing her across the cold marble ground.Tears clouded Aysel's eyes as she held her face, and a single tear rolled down her cheek. She whipped her head and looked up to see who had struck her, her eyes widened in shock as she was lifted by the neck on the wall as if she were a mere garbage bag. "Wow, my boss is really furious now," thought Jack, the bodyguard, feeling his heart racing with concern for Aysel. Why did she have to be so stubborn? She should have left a long time ago and avoided all this violence.Jack found it increasingly difficult to watch the situation unfold. He wished he could silently slip
As she approached the gate, she pulled out her phone and dialed a number. After a few rings, the call connected."Hello, Mrs. Brown, how are you doing?" the person on the other end asked."I'm doing well," she lied."Is there anything I can help you with?" the person asked."Mr. Fred, are you available? Can you come pick me up from the same estate where you dropped me off this morning? I need to visit the hospital for a check-up" she requested."Certainly, I'm on my way now. I'll be there shortly," Mr. Fred, the taxi driver who had dropped her off at Anthony's residence earlier that morning, immediately agreed to come pick her up. Jack, who was walking behind Aysel, was grateful that she had decided to visit the hospital for a check-up after enduring so much violence. It was clear that she needed medical attention.After opening the gate for her, he locked it and returned to his duty post. The other five bodyguards were curious about what the commotion they had heard was all about.
"I missed you too, sweetheart. I've prepared some healthy food for you, and I hope it suits your taste. I don't want anyone running to the bathroom to throw up after I've spent my time cooking such a delicious meal,” Camellia indirectly said to Aysel, bringing up the memory of Aysel throwing up after tasting the rice pudding she made. Although Camellia knew that Aysel threw up because she was pregnant and felt irritated about her food, it didn't change the fact that Camellia felt hurt because her daughter rejected her food.Aysel rolled her eyes at her mother's indirect words,"No way Mom, the food smells so good that my tummy is starting to grumble and my mouth is starting to water. I can't wait to dig in!" Aysel said as she left her mother's embrace and pulled out a chair, ready to start eating. She placed her wavy Brown hair over her shoulders and bowed her head low as she waited for her mom to dish out the food. Camellia did not notice what Aysel did as her focus was on dishing
Camellia let out a frustrated sigh, trying to calm her chaotic mind. Aysel's way of thinking often confused and baffled her, but she couldn't deny that her daughter was often right. Perhaps she should just trust Aysel's plan.Aysel's stomach growled loudly, and she knew she needed to eat right away. Without waiting for her mother, Aysel pulled out her chair at the dining table and sat down.Her mouth watered at the sight of the delicious spread before her: a fruit salad, green vegetables, chicken, and white rice, accompanied by a jug of homemade orange juice.A huge smile spread across her face as she began to load her plate with generous portions of everything on the table, eating as if she hadn't had a meal in ages. Camellia's eyes widened as she snapped out of her thoughts and saw her daughter devouring the food like a glutton."Hey, slow down! Why are you stuffing so much food in your small mouth? Do you want to choke?" Camellia rushed to the dining table and poured a glass of jui
" Are you not going to get the little thing I asked from you?” Scarlett asked, visibly mad at him for telling her that it was too costly to get the necklace for her."What the heck are you asking me to do? Do you want me to go broke just like that? I could get it for you, but that's only if Father agreed to give me a complete share of the family's capital, but that old man has refused!" Anthony explained, trying to make Scarlett understand the situation.However, Scarlett turned a deaf ear to his explanation. She was too focused on getting what she wanted, regardless of the cost to Anthony."Fine then! If you don't want to get it then don't! But stay away from me. Don't even try to get close to me anymore, because I won't tolerate your ass around me," she hissed, delivering an angry punch to his chest and stormed out of the room."Damn it!" Anthony cursed under his breath, feeling frustrated about the ongoing arguments with Scarlett. "What did I even do wrong?" "No, wait. Don't walk
The bottle of wine that was broken right before her on the center table spilled crimson liquid all over with the glasses strewn all over. Her face was etched with fear as she watched her fiancé approach her, holding the broken shard of glass. His eyes blazed with rage, and he seemed on the verge of losing control, like he was losing his mind appearing like a maniac who needed urgent medical attention.Scarlett's persistent demands and arguments from earlier had been pushing him to the edge, but he attempted to maintain his composure and reconcile with her.However, his father's sudden call and the threat to pass the family business to his younger sister, Jennetta, if he didn't impregnate a woman within three weeks, deeply affected him.The anger Anthony had been struggling to contain began to surface, leaving him feeling stressed and frustrated. He had desperately sought out his usual solution for stress relief, but couldn't find it where he always kept it. "I'm counting to ten, Sca
He bypassed a long line of bodyguards standing at both sides, they were dressed in army-like uniforms as they raised their hands to their heads, saluting him. They gave his presence the respect he truly deserved.He eventually arrived at the front of an expansive, pristine white mansion with a tall noticeable flag, the flag waved with enthusiasm like it was celebrating the return of the long-time successor of the most esteemed Military family in Russia.The Russian flag is white, blue, and red. The top stripe is white, the middle stripe is blue, and the bottom stripe is red. It stood high and proud just like its country, rejoicing in the return of a boy who was now a man. Standing before his father, he bowed his head respectfully in greetings and then turned to his mother and repeated the same gesture.His father nodded, recognizing his greetings while his mother had a bright smile on her face to finally see her son returning home after spending ten years alone in the military. She