There wasn't any difference between the previous life and this life. She was serving a drunken man earlier also, to pay his debts, she was offering alcohol to drunkards in that club. Even in this phase of her life, the man she was serving was an alcoholic, relentless and quirky. He was not easy to predict. He didn't even know how to smile. The contrast was, that her husband had handed her over to extrinsic men and this extrinsic man had saved her from those men and gave her a safe shelter where she could live life like a woman. Instead, if that extrinsic man used to talk bitterly to her or she has to sleep on his bed, in his room, to make him fall asleep at night, then... She was ready to do it. It was three o'clock at night. A towering and handsome man entered the living room in which, the weak and thin woman was sleeping on the couch while leaning back to it in a red nightgown. His heavy eyes fell on the thin woman and he stopped. His gaze went to the dining hall in which the tab

“Ohh...” Natalie stepped back while covering her mouth and Bruno held her shoulders from behind. “Is it scary?” Bruno did not know why his wife was disturbed. The low movements reached the sharp and alerted ears of Yohan Dixon and he opened his red and solemn eyes. Someone must be at the door. He stood up from the bed and his movements woke her up. “He… He… Ricky and that girl…are sleeping on the bed.” Bruno widened his eyes in astonishment and they got another shock when the door was opened by Yohan Dixon unexpectedly. They both looked at him with their unhappy gaze and he stared at them with his dark eyes. “Bruno, I told you that Ricky is definitely in love with that girl, that's why he is refusing to marry anyone but he had got married already.” Natalie had become courageous after seeing the situation inside the bedroom. “How could you do this to us? You haven’t informed us and got married secretly?” Bruno was out of his mind. “What the hell? What you both are doing here?” He

At night, as usual, Yohan Dixon returned to October villa after downing alcohol. Sara Owen was not afraid of his drinking and stumbling. In her eyes, his respect was at its peak as she wanted to devote her whole life to serving him. When he finished dinner, he did not stand up and Sara Owen was cautioned about this.“Should I cook something for you?” She asked hesitantly.“Sit and eat in front of me.” His straight question in a hoarse voice was terrific which shocked her.“You...”“Yes, I will sit here.” He replied.Sara Owen sat in front of him and looked at the leftovers. He leaned back and lit a cigarette for him.“Come on. Eat.”Sara Owen hesitantly gathered leftovers on a plate and held the spoon while biting her lips. It was awkward to eat in front of him because she was a maid and he was the owner. How could they share dine together?“Why don’t you cook for yourself?”His question shuddered her and she looked at him in confusion but his red eyes made her afraid and she lowered h

Yohan Dixon was reading a document when she knocked on the door of the study room. He raised his eyes and looked at the digital watch placed on the table. It was midnight. “Come.” He leaned back in the chair while lighting a cigarette for him. A thin and pretty woman entered the study room with her pale face and lowered eyes. Yohan Dixon parted his lips and threw smoke rings. His dark figure was hidden behind the smoky yellow lights. Sara Owen stepped inside and placed the paper on the table slowly while swallowing repeatedly as if she was feeling uneasy. He blinked his eyes and looked at her chest because it was rushing due to harsh heartbeats. Sara Owen did not know what to tell him, she turned back to escape. “Can you do this?” His question astounded her. How could he be such sure that she must have signed the marriage certificate? She held her palms tighter and bit her lips, “I will try my best not to disenchant you.” Yohan Dixon threw the cigarette in the ashtray and came t

“Who is she?” Ryan Jenkins couldn't hold back the question. “Whatever she was in the past, from now on, she is my wife.” Yohan Dixon said while sipping wine. “When did you get married?” “Yesterday.” “I can’t believe it.” Ryan Jenkins had a lot to ask but his mind was blocked. “It is a game.” Ryan Jenkins stared at his angular face with wonder. “Ricky, what are you up to? Does she know?” Yohan Dixon nodded then looked at the woman through the glass wall in front of him who was talking to the designers. “What the hell? And what about the wedding?” “Wedding…” How could it be fake? Yohan Dixon sipped wine and Ryan Jenkins looked at Sara Owen for a while. “No doubt she is pretty and young. I am afraid why she is doing this.” “She has nowhere to go. I gave her home and she will give me a wife.” After hearing his arrogant words, Ryan Jenkins sighed and sipped wine. “I did not know that you have started doing business with people's lives as well.” “This is not a business, it’s a