Although I hate to be in this situation but I have to and he needs to know the real thing. He has to face the fact that his brother lied to him all this time."Your son is not here." I lowered my gaze at the floor. I don't think I could bear to see his sad face because I know I'm going to break down into tears any minutes. "Your son is not here. He is not here but he is waiting for you outside. If you want to see your son, you have to get out of this place first." I’m not lying, dad might be waiting for him to visit dad at his grave.He looked confused and took a moment to think about it. "I have to ask James first. He'll be worried if he finds out I'm not here.""Do you really think he would allowed you. He kept you in this old room all this time while he enjoyed his time downstairs drinking delicious champagne. He didn't care about you. He's not worried about you. He is worried about your money. Plus, it's not him who takes care of you, his maid does."Hearing the name of that jerk

The most recent call I made was a minutes ago and now I’m trying again to dial mom’s number for numerous of times. Why didn't she pick up the phone? Is she alright? All sorts of thoughts were playing in my mind making me anxious."Mom. Please pick up the phone! Please!" I walked back and forth in Mr. Walker's personal library with one hand holding the phone while the other hand crossed my chest. I made a call the same day after four hours from the last call I made."What's wrong?" Mr. Walker approached me as soon as he entered the room. I turned my head to look at him. "I tried to call mom...but she didn't pick up the phone." I answered and sat back on the couch. My hands are busy with the phone."I see!" Then he took his place next to me. "She's probably busy right now! Why don’t you try calling her again later?"" That's what I was thinking four hours ago and I tried to call him back but I couldn't reach him. This thing makes me worried. I-""Shu! She'll be fine…. I'll send my men

" Good." I answered him briefly and then we both fell silent again. This time we both looked into each other's eyes. His expression instantly changed as he felt a wave of indescribable emotion within both of us even though we were just sitting still. He looked down at the table as his mouth quivered, his brow furrowed and tears welling up in the corners of his eyes."I'm sorry." The words that came out of his mouth. Those were the only words I needed to melt the anger that nestled inside me. His voice was fragile as he lowered his head looking down with embarrassment.I felt my chest tighten as my breath hitched. I couldn’t help the pain in my throat as I held back my tears from flowing down my cheeks. The pain was so intense that I couldn’t hide the disappointment on my face as I looked at him."Forgive me." His next words. I shifted my eyes look up and blinked a few times. I thought I could control my tears but I failed, it fell on my cheeks helplessly. I’m just an ordinary woman who

The next morning, I woke up but Mr. Walker still hadn't returned. After I had breakfast I joined Grandfather in his room. He looks a little better. He looked fresh this morning. We sat on the balcony overlooking the front yard." We have a big Wisteria tree in the house. It’s so big that it covers all the plants under it. I have told Vivian many times that she needs to trim it a bit. It looks crowded. But she never listens. She’s stubborn. " Grandpa chuckled remembering his conversation with his wife."I've seen it. It looks beautiful." I joined him talking about the big tree I saw when I visited Vivian before I knew she was my grandmother."You have seen it?" He looked at me in surprise. I nodded. "I think it looks wonderful with a little pool underneath. We have one in mom's house with the same colour. I used to play under it. It became my playground. "I told my childhood memory of playing under that big tree. His expression changed from time to time. He looks sad and then happy th

Everyone gathered in the living room waiting for Mr. Walker to arrive and hoping he would come home with the person. From the living room I could see the full outside view of the front yard and soon I saw Mr. Walker Range Rover passed the main gate immediately my heart beating fast.William got out of the front passenger seat and went around the car to open the rear passenger car door. He stood for almost five minutes. My eyebrows furrowed when the person in the car took so long to get out of the car. I started to feel anxious about it.And it's not just me, Grandfather also looks a bit restless when he still hasn't see his wife's face coming out of the car. He stood up from sitting on the couch and walked towards the front door with me following behind him.My eyes focused on the door looking for a female figure. Like déjà vu, a small figure stepped out of the car then slowly turning towards us before our eyes met. "Vivian." Grandfather's voice was almost like a whisper.He walked for