ANMELDEN“Let’s go to Beaverton right now. Tania is still alive, son. I can’t wait to see her,” Juan said with a broad smile, making Arsen’s heart ache even more.Without responding to the man’s words, Arsen strode out of the apartment first. He didn’t even care that the apartment wasn’t locked, because he simply couldn’t think clearly at that moment.Learning that the little sister he once loved so dearly was still alive, only made his anger flare up instead of bringing him joy. His heart began to blame Tania for tearing their family apart. Because Tania was kidnapped, his mother went missing and was reported dead, but her body was never be found. His father blamed him for Tania’s kidnapping and his mother’s death, claiming it was due to his negligence in watching over his sister, and finally, James had become increasingly brutal because of Tania’s actions. Both his hands were poised to punch the car window. He was sick of all this. Living alone without a family was actually far better tha
Arsen should have gone straight to Leo’s house in Beaverton after pretending to kiss Chloe. He really wanted to chase after Claire last night and explain everything, but Leo stopped him. Instead, Leo tried to persuade Sergio to meet someone in Beaverton. Not to mention his father, who had already arrived and asked him to pick him up at the airport. Right now, he really couldn’t wait any longer. He called Russell and Jane to tell them he was taking a week off and giving them full authority to make decisions. Once his business was settled, he grabbed his jacket and car keys from the room. Just as he was about to close the door, his father’s deep, raspy voice startled him. “Dad? Why are you up already? It’s still 6 a.m.,” Arsen asked awkwardly. “I heard some noise outside, so I woke up and took a shower while I was at it. Where are you going?” Juan approached him. “Huh? Umm… I… I have to meet my friend. He...” Arsen was at a loss for what excuse to give regarding his destination.Ju
“Forgive. Forgive your past and let it go. No matter how far you run or how much you hate it, it will never come back to haunt you or be fixed. You are the one in control of your life, Claire. Not the past, not other people, not even time itself. If anything, be grateful, because the bitterness of the past can actually make you stronger and braver. And most importantly.” Paul took Claire’s hand again.“Be certain that God is always there for you. Be certain that He will never abandon you. You deserve a fresh, clean slate—one waiting for you to fill with hope and happiness.”Andreo squeezed his daughter’s shoulder to encourage her. He nodded as Claire turned to look at him. “You can do it, sweetheart. Dad will always support you. And I’m truly sorry. I promise to make up for my past mistakes by continuing to love and support you.”“Should I forgive him? But... what if those nightmares keep coming back and... and no matter where I am, I’ll always feel afraid if I encounter a man with e
Claire knew this was wrong. She felt affection for her alter egos, even though she should have gotten rid of them. But she couldn’t stop those feelings. The more therapy she went to, the more she could see her other personalities through her subconscious and, little by little, get to know them. Especially James. Oh, how James had endured that pain alone, causing him to become so dark and full of resentment. If Claire hadn’t been so weak, she certainly wouldn’t have created James as a shield against all the pain she’d received. It was all because her mind was too fragile.A sense of pity and sadness arose upon realizing that James had never been liked by anyone the moment he appeared. There was only hatred and fear. Claire felt like a truly wicked person for letting James struggle alone without any love. She had to pay more attention to that alter ego of hers from now on. Claire took a deep breath to calm herself down before continuing on her way; the faint sound of conversation in t
"Claire, I'm so disappointed in you. You've become a murderer!" "Dad, I've never felt like a murderer. I've never done it. Dad! Please listen to me!" "No, Claire. You've betrayed my trust. Now get out of this house! I can't stand to look at you any longer. I’d rather have Sergio than a murderer like you.”“But Dad, I’m not a murderer! I’ve never done it. Don’t believe Sergio, Dad. He’s two-faced! He’s been hating me even though I don’t know what I did to him.”“But all the servants are witnesses, Claire. You’re lucky I didn’t throw you in jail.”“Why are you doing this to me, Dad? Why would you choose to defend that wicked woman? A woman who isn’t even related to me by blood. Where’s your common sense, Dad? Did you forget about Mom that quickly and turn to that woman?" "Get out of this house, Claire, and don’t drag your mother into this! Don’t make me order the bodyguards to drag you out of this mansion." "Dad, I don’t want to! I love you, Dad!" "Get out right now! Don’t make me
“Rose? How is that possible? Were you the one who tortured Emily too?” Josh asked, confused, his face still facing forward, not daring to turn his head to the side. "Nothing is impossible in this world, honey. As long as God never sleeps, your eyeballs could even move to your feet if He wanted them to." Rose giggled for a moment, making the silence of that night feel strange. "Oh, actually, I really hate torture. But since I found this weapon in the seat crease, I want to mess with you." She laughed happily at having succeeded in scaring Josh. “You’re a total psychopath!” Josh hissed angrily.“Ugh, don’t call me a psychopath. I’d rather spend my time at the salon or sunbathing on the beach than seeing blood. Eww, blood makes me sick,” Rose replied, shuddering. Josh tried to process what Rose had said. This girl’s personality was completely different from the one who had tortured Emily. He saw an opening here to take her down. After gauging the right moment, he grabbed Rose’s han
Once again, Claire was taken aback by Emily’s words. She had no idea that Josh was Emily’s older brother. All this time, she’d only known that Josh lived alone because both his parents had passed away. It turned out there were many things she didn’t know about her best friend. Well, of course. They
The stinging pain made Claire open her eyes. When she moved her left hand, she winced as the pain intensified. She looked at the back of her hand to see what had happened, and her eyes widened in shock. Her knuckles were torn, and fresh blood was oozing out. She quickly stood up from the hard woode
They chatted about many things, ranging from their college majors, hobbies, favorite movies, how Arsen had ended up in college late and eventually managed to open his own restaurant, to other trivial matters. Arsen felt that Claire was a pleasant person who could warm his heart. Her demeanor made
After seven hours of working at a restaurant that was always packed with customers, Claire was finally able to go home. She had no choice but to walk to her apartment, since public transportation had stopped running at this hour.Josh couldn’t give her a ride home tonight, and hailing a taxi—which







