CHAPTER 41: ACCIDENT, MISCARRIAGE Italia was marching outside of the restaurant that Gustav brought her with. She was mad. How can he be so insensitive with her feelings? When she thought that he cares and wanted to fix what was between them, then this happened.Just one woman who can ruining their night, and he was acting indifferently towards her.“This sucks.” She chuckled bitterly.She did not mind the looks that some passer-by’s are throwing at her direction. They are looking at her as if she had grown two heads.What? Is it their first time to see a beautiful girl clad on a luxurious dress and wondering whether her date ditched her? Tch. She isn’t the one being ditched, but it was her, who ditch him. Italia lost care whether Gustav was running after her or not. Recalling what that woman said, and she was certainly losing it.“I can say that it is more than the friendship you think, young lady.”The nerve of her to say that to Italia! Doesn’t she realize that she was speaking t

CHAPTER 43: TEMPORARY AMNESIA‘Am I dead?’ That was the first thing that registered on her head, when she regain her consciousness.Her half lidded eyes open only to meet the white ceiling. Her nostrils are instantly filled with the smell of medicine and disinfectant. On the room, there is this sound of beating coming from a machine that she couldn’t tell.Her sight is blurry—temporarily blinded by the light, Italia blinks.“Where am I?” At the end of her sentence, there is this soft groan that came afterwards.She felt like her head was throbbing painfully. As if it has been hit by something hard that cause for her to faint or did she actually fainted? With that thought in mind, a sudden memory flashed before her eyes.A scream followed suit by wheels of a car and the sight of blood, and then...nothing.A sudden ringing as she tried her hardest to remember stops her for a moment.“Shit.” The pain on her head was much painful that she imagined.She was at that state, when the door of

CHAPTER 45: ESCAPE ARTISTRaquel manage to picked up her restraints. When she did, she carefully move, so careful, while her heart was hammering against her chest. She was taking a risk here. If she did not escape so soon, her chances to be free won’t come anymore.“I needed to do this.” She told herself, pushing the door opened.Raquel winced slightly, when it let out a low screech, when it scrap the floor, and then silence first greeted her. The walls are painted in a grey color, it looks old, withering as if it had been long abandoned. When she finally reach the stairs, she slowly climbed down, but Raquel was stopped on her tracks, when she heard voices.Right, voices.“Shit!” She cursed.They are getting closer. Left with no choice, Raquel quickly opened the nearest room she could find and hide there.“You know that I can’t let her run free unless she sued us.” It was Jasper speaking to somebody she isn’t familiar with.It is a woman, but she was certain that it is not Erika at a

CHAPTER 47: RAGING HUSBAND David stood outside of Evangeline Medical Hospital.It was raining, the clouds are gray and dark. It was pouring hard, he was soaked in the rain, but he doesn’t seems to care that much. His eyes remain cold, icy to the building as if it could destroy the bolting, crumbles beneath him as it fumbles.His phone vibrated inside his pocket.He knew who was calling.“Did you find her?” Mrs. Smith was quick to ask, she was sipping a glass of wine. She noticed that David is not responding.There’s only two possible reasons she could tell. One, he did not find her. Two, he was actually thinking how he could punished her. Oh, the thought made her chuckled.Now, Raquel would really wished that she never left and elope with another man. Mrs. Smith knew her son. He may appeared an obedient boy, but his temper was terrible. He actually killed his own pet, because it bites him.“I can tell what you were thinking, David.” Mrs. Smith voice out her thoughts. “But let me reas

CHAPTER 49: FATEFUL MEETINGWARNING FOR 18+ This may have included a scene, which is not suitable for a younger audience. If you are 16, and below, you should skip this part. You had been earned. Thank you. Yna buried her face in her palms. Her shoulder shook, the cries she couldn’t suppress brimmed and tore, shaded orbs, the honeyed colored eyes, which belonged to her appeared puff and red. She was a mess. Yna knew she was. “Uhm, are you alright, Madam?” The bartender, who take note of how Yna behaved curiously asked out of concern. The young man’s gaze trained across the several glasses that she had ordered earlier. They were Martini vermouth. [FUN FACT: If you’re not familiar with vermouth, it’s a wine that’s been fortified (usually with a bit of brandy) and aromatized with herbs or spices—and though it has a longer shelf life than non-fortified wine, it needs some TLC. But it’s worth it: Bartenders know that vermouth is a secret weapon to add body and nuance to martinis and o