A hard slap hit me in the face. Maureen pushed me and slammed the door in my face. I stepped back, dejected and unsure of what to do next. I just wanted to see Marcus and apologize to him. I wanted to make sure he’s okay. I hoped he understood that I wasn’t thinking clearly. The door opened and Maureen came out. \"Sarah, I could have you arrested right now.” “I feel bad about what I did, Maureen.” “Is that really why you came here?\" “I want to ask him what really happened to my parents. What happened to the company.” \"Please let me in. I won’t bother you after this.\" I looked at Maureen with and begged her for the first time. Mo Maureen whispered in my ear. \"Let you in? So you can tell him what I did? Or do you want to play the recording to him?\" She laughed as though she had just heard the funniest joke. “Look, big sister. He isn’t even going to hear what you have to say to him. He’s sleeping now. Let him r
My jaw dropped down. Did he actually fear for his safety? Was he really scared of me? “Or will you leave, and come back later and finish me off? Will you put a pillow on my face so I’d suffocate?” “Sarah, leave. You should be thankful I didn’t call the police. From now, on I want nothing to do with you. You’re free to marry him if you want. I’m sure you’ve been dying to divorce me. What a fool I was for even thinking he would at least give me a chance to explain. He was blinded by his love for her. I wanted him to answer the question I asked him when he wanted me to donate my bone marrow to Maureen. Marcus Mo, I\'ll ask you a question. My decision will depend on your answer. Before we were married, you treated me much better, so I assume now that you pretended to be nice to me. Was there ever a moment when you sincerely liked me? Before you started hating me, I mean. “You never answered my question before I ran away from you. I wa
Born is a very delicate and beautiful girl. She very strongly resembled her father, but unlike her father, she made me very happy. I only have painful memories of her father, but my daughter is a little bundle of joy. So that’s what I named her. Joy. I found a job in the fashion industry, and my life was full but very stable. I have always liked fashion design. It’s what I had majored in, plus I’ve been.designing clothes, as a hobby. But in order to marry Marcus Mo, I had to give up all the opportunities that came my way. Now, finally, I have the chance to regain my dream, and I will not give up on it again. I began to make my own designs, as a side-project. Tom was very supportive of me, and he was a big factor in my newfound confidence. I became very competitive and joined competitions. In the design circle, I was one of the up-and-coming new names. One of my wedding dresses even won the first prize of the international wedding
So Marcus Mo is the anonymous collector. But how did he get his hands on this necklace? I shrank back to my seat, and made every effort to be invisible. He stood on the stage with a bored expression on his face. I guess even to this day, only Maureen can get him to smile. Isn’t he supposed to make an effort to look pleasant, at least for this event? I didn\'t hear a word of what he said on stage. He spoke very softly. He didn’t seem comfortable standing there in front of people. \"For this necklace previously owned by the late Mrs. Tang of Down’s the auction officially starts. The reserve price is two million yuan,\" the host said in a loud voice. If I ask for a price, everyone will look at me. And I don\'t want to be seen by Marcus Mo at all. After thinking about it, I looked at an elderly gentleman sitting next to me and whispered to him, \"Sir, can you help me shout the price? My voice is a bit hoarse today.\" To my re
Payback? Did he mean he wanted to put me in jail for stabbing him three years ago? I was pretty sure that it was him who owed me, Sarah Tang, big-time. He’d done so much to hurt me. I wanted to say to him, That’s rich, coming from you. Sure, I almost killed you, but you hurt me so many times for the sake of your lover. I mean your little sister. I mean, your little sister who also happens to be your lover. Disgusting. ”Look, you got the wrong person,” I said to him in English, and smiled. I spoke in broken Chinese, “My name is Sophia. I\'m a Chinese American designer.\" I smiled and made a little bow, the way a westerner might bow. I politely retracted my hand and left him dazed. I went straight back to the apartment. When I got to the door, I found that it was open. I remember locking it before I left. My heart beat wildly. I grabbed a vase from the common hallway and quietly walked to the door. What if the intruder is Marcus Mo,
\"Sarah, are you crazy?\"? You know that Marcus Mo used that necklace to lead you out. You still choose to stay here. Haven’t you moved on from him yet?\" \"How can you say that? He’s been dead to me for a long time!\" Though I vehemently denied it, I knew in my heart that what Tom was saying was true. I knelt down beside him and hugged him. Tom put his hand on my shoulders, pushed me back gently and said to me in a deep voice: \"Sarah, listen to me. Since Marcus Mo has found you, he will find Joy sooner or later. Can you guarantee that he will not try to take her away? Will you trust him to protect Joy from his crazy sister?\" I said nothing, but this was exactly why I didn’t take her with me. I left her there with Tom to keep her safe. This child is my whole life. I can\'t let them do anything. \"Tom, give me half a month. I\'ll leave as soon as I get the necklace. If I don\'t get it by then, I\'ll go back to America. However, a
\"Now you’re finally willing to admit that you are Sarah?\" Marcus Mo’s low voice, like a Cello, made my heart beat faster. \"You know why I’m here. I\'m here to get my mom\'s necklace back. I’m willing to pay for it.\" On the other end of the phone, it was Marcus Mo\'s low laughter. I suddenly, a little flustered. Is there anything wrong with what I said just now? \"Since you can do anything, now go to room 808 of Haoting Hotel and wait for me. The front desk will give you the room card. I\'ll come after work.\" Waiting for him at the hotel? I\'m not stupid. Naturally I know what he means. I can\'t help but get angry. \"Marcus Mo, who do you think I am?\" I want to get the necklace back, but I haven\'t reduced to selling myself to him! If it wasn\'t for this necklace, I would never have any contact with Marcus Mo in my life. \"I know very well who you are. You only have one chance. Whe
I quickly covered my shoulder and looked back at Maureen angrily, and saw that she was just as angry as I was. \"I’m a Mo and not a Tang, because your spineless father didn’t give me his name! Even if I have a relationship with another man, so what? Marcus doesn\'t like you. He doesn\'t even want to see you. He doesn\'t even want to touch you when he has a baby! Oh, speaking of children, it suddenly occurred to me, where is the child you had so hard to conceive now? It must have been knocked out a long time ago. You have nothing, you’re nobody!\" Maureen smiled, then gave up and walked towards the hotel. Looking at her Maureen walking away haughtily, my fist tightened. Maureen\'s arrogance is really, really next-level. Why hasn’t she been punished after all the hurtful things she has done? If I had proof, she might have been thrown in jail. Even if I can\'t send her to prison, she still wouldn’t get away with it if only I had proof! Suddenly, I rem