As soon as I stood up, I fell and hit the table. I don\'t know if I’d gotten up too quickly. I felt dizzy. I wanted to get as far away from her as I could. I couldn’t walk straight. Every step I took, the more intense it got. I staggered forward. Confused, I saw two figures on the opposite side of the road. A man and woman were both wearing hats, but I could see their profiles clearly! My Mom and Dad! \"Dad, mom!\" I was anxious to run after them, but two strong men sandwiched me between them, holding my arm and walking me to the corner. \"Who are you?\" Let go of me!” I wanted to yell at them, but I slurred so bad even I couldn’t understand what I was saying. \"Oh, honey!” Maureen said as she walked to me. “Oh you poor thing!” I could barely support myself, and the men held me up by a tree. Laughing, she swatted me on the butt. “You really are such a gullible little girl, and to think we’re related.” When I woke
When the men saw that Marcus Mo was alone, the men were relieved. They all rubbed their hands and fists and walked towards Marcus Mo with a sneer. The man had partially undressed me. My pants fell down to my thighs and it made it difficult for me to run, but I managed to get it back up. Marcus Mo winked at me, and I ran to him obediently. One of the men had the presence of mind to try and catch me, but I had reached Marcus Mo. I went behind him for protection. In an instant, my heart felt at ease. But my mind knew that we were outnumbered. \"Go to the car.\" Marcus Mo said to me. “Untie me,” I said. “Goddammit, Summer. Get in!” I didn\'t move. I couldn’t let Marcus Mo defend me by himself, I wanted to help. I was pretty sure there was something I could do. Annoyed, he took a small swiss knife out of his pocket and cut off the rope. After freeing me, he pushed me gently to the direction of the car. \"Come on, don\
\"He is, despite everything.\" I turned my head to look at Marcus Mo\'s smiling face. He never really smiled at me before. He always had a cold look on his face. It\'s the first time he really smiled at me, the first time he seemed happy in my company. \"Was it good?\" Marcus Mo asked me with a low smile. \"I don’t know, how can I tell?\" I turned my head to one side and found that it was dark outside. I sat up and began to put on my clothes. \"It\'s so late. How\'s Joy?\" I got out of bed in a hurry and ran to the opposite side. Joy was lying on the sofa, sleeping. The nanny had dozed off beside her. Groggily, the nanny stood up and exclaimed, \"Miss Tang, you are back at last. I need to go. My family is waiting for me.\" I apologized and paid her extra, in addition to the two days she had looked after my daughter. I carried Joy to the room. Thinking of what happened today, it ended on a pleasant note b
My flight was scheduled for 3 p.m. We had breakfast together. “My car had to be repaired,” Marcus began. “The battery weakened the day after…that incident. This morning it died completely.\" My car was bought recently so I’d have a convenient way to get around here in China. I don\'t use it much except for buying food in the morning. Today I am leaving, so naturally I didn\'t need to buy any groceries. \"Sure,\" I nodded. “You can keep it. Ill borrow it every time I want to go back home for a vacation.” Today should be the last day I see his face. I loved him so much that I had to protect myself from him. I’ve been hurt over and over by this love I felt for him. \"By the way, how are you and Tom?\" He suddenly raised his head and asked me, and when he mentioned Tom , his eyebrows frowned. Marcus Mo has repeatedly asked about my marriage with Tom , and part of the reason I didn’t want to get back with him was because I was worried
Tom looked at Joy, and said with a smile, \"Joy, go to the room and count to 100. If you finish counting to 100, we will go to Jobee later!\" Jobee was short for Jollibee, Joy’s favorite restaurant. Joy squealed and went into the room, and Tom said to me, \"Turn on the TV.\" I turned on the TV, and the breaking news was being broadcast. \"This morning, a woman was found in an abandoned warehouse in the south of the city. The women was covered with bruises and has traces of suspected sexual assault. The woman has been taken into custody.\" Although the woman’s face had been blurred to protect her identity I still recognized from her body and clothing that it was Maureen. I was shocked. What scared me even more was what Tom had just said to me. He said, it was a gift for me. That means that he was expecting me to be happy to hear it. And that he was responsible for it. I was suddenly sure that I barely knew the man
In the photo, I was wearing a white dress and smiled brilliantly. I don’t remember when this photo was taken. In fact, I couldn\'t remember when I laughed so happily around Marcus Mo. When we were together, I was always terrified. How could I smile this happily? Well, it was a candid photo. Maybe I was with my parents, or my friends. Maybe I was with Tom . The background was blurred, but it was an old photo. It must have been taken with one of those big, high-end cameras, since phones and regular cameras back then didn’t have the capability to blur the background like that. The more important question was, how did Marcus Mo have my photos? The next picture was a portrait of me. It was my college graduation photo. My heart pounding, I opened the computer folder. There were more than 500 pictures in it. I was in each one. From when I was 12 up to when I was 25. Seeing these photos brought back a deluge of memories. The first time I met Marcu
\"That year, the Tang family was already in crisis. I didn\'t help them out. You had run away from me at the hospital, and I wanted to find you so desperately that I took advantage of the crisi to bring you out. Someone had secretly dealt the company the final blow, and the Tang clan went bankrupt in the evening. I already suspected that Maureen may have something to do with it, but there was simply no evidence. It was by coincidence that I found an earring in her room, exactly the same as the one found at the crime scene. I think she was involved in your parents\' death. In other words, it may not have been suicide at all, it was very likely murder. I’m just guessing, but I promise I’ll find out.\" This was nothing new to me, I had found this out long ago. I had stabbed Marcus Mo, thinking he had done it. I can\'t think of how sorry I would have been if I had killed him. Fortunately, he is still alive. Even if we can\'t be together, I want him to be safe. Also, I’v
The doctor came to pry me away from it, but I cried even harder and held Marcus’s body tighter. I couldn’t believe I’ve lost him forever. How can I accept the fact that he’s gone? Even if we can’t be together, at least knowing that he\'s living well somewhere gave me comfort. My heart felt like it’s been torn from my body. “Get up, I haven\'t talked to you!\" \"What do you want to tell him?\" A familiar voice spoke from behind me, making my body stiff in a moment. I slowly turned my head. Marcus Mo had a huge grin on his face. His head was wrapped in gauze and there were several spots of blood on his shirt, but he looked like he was in high spirits. I looked down at the body again. It took a few seconds before I could react. I ran towards Marcus Mo and rushed into his arms. \"Marcus Mo, you’re not dead!” He hugged me tightly and said softly, \"If I die now, I’d be a liar. I haven’t even begun do