I feel like someone is like trash. Exiled, humiliated, even tortured without mercy. Have they forgotten that the wealth they now enjoy is the work of my father? Ah, Mom ... Dad ... if you were still alive, I would never have experienced such a terrible fate. The brothers whom we used to help and care for, now seem to be the rulers of this house. The house that you gave to me. Not. It's not that I don't like them living here. However, I am the real owner of this house. Why are they being mean to me? Do I have something wrong with them, Dad? Mom? I tightened my hug to the figure that often became the place for my complaints. here I am, in a shabby room that was originally a place to store my family's old belongings. My room was taken over by the son of my father's brother who hated me so much. In fact, I felt I never had any problem with him. however, why is she acting like someone who doesn't like me? The death of my parents a year ago changed

I've had a long night. Today is the day the treasure-crazed people go. Everyone's gone. Uncle Ferdian, Aunt Thaka, Uncle Vincent — her husband Aunt Thaka, Aunt Shera — Uncle Ferdian's wife, as well as their children who are all shameless. they went to a party that Aunt Shera's mother had at her house. Aunt Shera invited me to come, but Uncle and Aunt Thaka forbade it. Even Uncle Ferdian scolded Aunt Shera for daring to invite me. finally Aunt Shera could not fight, then they left with all the luxury they brought. While I am here only lamenting their departure. Aunt Shera said, "We'll be right back, Shin." And I smiled sincerely in response to what Aunt Shera said. Actually, Aunt Shera is a good person. And only he has been nice to me in this house. He often helps me with housework when he is at home. But Aunt Shera is a busy person. he owns a cake shop that belongs to his family, which of course he must manage because he is his only chil

"Are you home alone, Honey?" The man asked with his eyes as if he was looking for something. He looked inside the house, then the direction of his eyes around the courtyard. But nothing. What he was looking for didn't exist. Yes, because there is only me alone in this house."Where is your fierce aunt?" he asked again. I haven't even had time to answer his question earlier. What a crazy man!instead of standing in the yard like this — barefoot, and the security guard watching us all, I'd better take this insane man to a chair on the porch. Although I don't know what purpose he came here back for, but this is my chance to ask that man. Who the hell is he? Do I really know each other? But why do I feel like I've never met him. I never even saw the shape of his face.Do you know what I did earlier? When I peeked at the 2nd floor window, and when my eyes saw the strange car enter the yard, I immediately ran downstairs to see who

I slowly opened my eyes, and my guess was right. I'm at the hospital. And the man beside me was looking hopefully at me as he continued to hold my hand.Actually I don't want to open my eyes yet. I still have to listen to story after story from that man's mouth. but because I could not hold back the cough, I was forced to open my eyes, indicating that I had indeed regained consciousness. I can't keep pretending I'm still in a stupor."Honey, are you awake? Are you all right?"I looked vaguely at the handsome face beside me. on her face was a worried twinkle. Ah, is it true that she feels so worried? I was moved. It's been a long time since I felt how cared for it. It's been a long time since I felt that someone was really worried about my situation. instantly I felt my life was meaningful again because of this man.But hey, did you forget, Shin? This man is acting like that because he thinks you are his lover.

Here I am now, in a mansion like a palace. Just like my house, but this house is bigger and more luxurious.This light blue house is dominated by paintings of historical buildings in Switzerland. Apparently the owner of this house is a history lover. in every corner there are flowers that adorn it to make the atmosphere look cool. There are also rows of roses filling the yard of this house besides large trees lined with dense green leaves. It seems that the owner of this house loves natural beauty.There are several pavilions that line the right side of this house. Not too small, and looks luxurious too. All I know from David is that the pavilion is occupied by Mr. Redric's house assistants. Huh, how many people does this big house actually have? Why are there so many assistants? I could not understand how much the budget was spent on paying honoraria to these workers.I forgot to tell you that the man who kidnapped me is actually Redric. He excused my ignorance becau