Nelson was actually a little glad. While he was hit, just seeing that Beatrice cared enough to stop a fight made him forget about the pain. "Beatrice… You still care about me, right? That man isn't a good person. Don't associate with him. If he keeps bothering you, I'll call the police."Beatrice pointed toward the stairs, signaling Nelson to leave.Nelson tried to hug her, but Beatrice shoved him away, looking at him with firm resolve and pointing again at the stairs.He hesitated, wanting to step forward but not daring to. "Beatrice, I dream about you all the time. I always believed you would come back…and now you're really here."Beatrice's eyes welled up. Tears blurred her vision."Beatrice… I wish all of this was just a nightmare, and when we wake up, we'll still be together. Still the same people we used to be," Nelson went on softly.Beatrice's fingers trembled. She wished for it, too. She wished it was just a bad dream. Wished she could wake up and her parents would s
Nelson stormed over and snatched the flowers from Beatrice, glaring at her. "Beatrice, who is he?" he demanded. She signed back, "It's none of your business."But Nelson couldn't understand. "Beatrice, what has happened to you? He's obviously not a good person! Come home with me." He tried to pull her aside."Raine left with Fia. Come home, okay?" he pleaded softly, reaching out to fix her hair.Beatrice instinctively dodged, reaching for the flowers Nelson had grabbed.Nelson was clearly rattled, terrified that Beatrice might fall for someone else. It was a deep possessiveness. All he knew was that she still belonged to him."If you want flowers, I can buy them for you. You're my wife, got it?" he said, his voice tight with suppressed anger."Can I smack him?" Alba interrupted, frowning and out of patience. He grabbed Beatrice by the collar, pulling her into his arms and glaring at Nelson in warning.Nelson's temper flared too. The two of them were on the verge of a fight
The Cruz family was the most powerful family in Blueport City. Their business, the Cruz Group, wasn't just a century-old business. Their family head, Rex Cruz, was a force of nature in the city and could make anything happen."I understand," Beatrice typed to Jonathan. "I'm fine."If people want to spread rumors, let them. She just didn't care anymore.All she wanted now was to uncover the truth behind her parents' deaths and find out who had betrayed them.Jonathan sighed, full of concern for her. "Beatrice…"Beatrice shook her head and walked away."Beatrice!" Nelson ran after her, grabbing her hand. "Beatrice… I was an idiot yesterday…"Beatrice shook him off. "Give me back my family's ancestral manor."Nelson frowned at her phone. "I told you, I need more time."Time. He was always asking for more time.If it were ten years ago, Nelson was willing to slowly win over her heart by being genuine and sincere. He entered her heart step by step. But now, he was slowly erasing
Nelson's face was grim as he slammed his tray down and glared at Raine. "Haven't you done enough?""Nelson! I'm your wife! Why do you keep defending that filthy woman?" Raine demanded angrily.Without a word, Nelson raised his hand and slapped Raine. He did it right in front of everyone in the hospital cafeteria.Raine stared at him in shock, holding her face. "Nelson, are you crazy…? You hit me in front of everyone?"Nelson rubbed his forehead. True… He really felt he was about to go crazy."Don't regret this!" Raine screamed, sweeping all the trays off the table before storming away.A few steps later, she caught sight of Beatrice at the door. "Why didn't you just die?" she spat.If Beatrice had died, none of this trouble would have happened. Everything she owned would have gone to Nelson, then they could live comfortably by taking over the apartment she owned as well as the money from the relocation.And yet, Beatrice came back alive!Raine glared at Beatrice with pure ha
At Blueport Hospital, rumors about Beatrice being taken as a terrorist's wife in South Andas were spreading like wildfire.Raine wouldn't dare make things this bad, as her father's position as hospital director was on the line. The hospital's reputation mattered, so she kept her attacks on Beatrice to personal jabs within the hospital."That Beatrice… Who knows how filthy she really is? Those terrorists are monsters. It's so terrifying!""Exactly. She looked so innocent, but she did whatever it took to survive. If it were me, I'd rather die.""She's so pretty. If I were a terrorist, I'd want her too."All over the hospital, people were gossiping about Beatrice. None of them had lived through the horror, so they couldn't possibly understand. Yet, they were heartless and turned her five years of living hell into a cruel joke. Suddenly, the crash of a tray broke the chatter in the cafeteria. Carla lost control and dumped a bowl of oats with milk on someone's head."What's wrong wi
Beatrice's breathing turned frantic as she stared at Nelson. She shoved and hit him in a panic, but it was no use. She fell off the couch and hit the ground, shattering a glass. Immediately, she grabbed a shard and pressed it against her neck.She pressed it deep…Dark blood welled up from the cut.Nelson froze, staring at her, then slumped to the floor. In that moment, he finally snapped back to reality.Beatrice was shaking all over, glaring at Nelson with raw aggression, backing into the corner and refusing to let him near.Nelson sat there on the floor for a long time. Then he slapped himself, humiliated and angry. "Beatrice, I really do care about you. I feel like I'm losing my mind. Ever since I found out you were alive, since you came back, I feel like… I'm going crazy. I live every day caught between the joy of having you back and the fear of losing you again. I love you too much, Beatrice." He pulled at his hair. "Beatrice, what am I supposed to do? What should I do