บททั้งหมดของ CEO's REDEMPTION: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

White ceiling, blue-themed room. I blink a couple of times. "I am alive." I murmur to myself. The last thing I remember is falling into the middle of the road after a car hit me. I thought that was the end of me and my miserable pathetic life, but it seems my time is not up yet! I don't know whether to be happy about that or not, though. Sigh!Wait. where am I? This sure is not a hospital bed. This heavy-duty mattress, how many inches is it anyway? And this expensive white bed.. I think it's what they call king or queen size? Did I wake up in paradise or am I in the afterlife? My head hurts, but I pull myself up and sit up, leaning backwards to support my bandaged head. I am glad I don't have fractured bones, but a side of my hip hurts, alongside my bandaged head and arm. The door opens, which is quite a distance from the bed because this room is enough to accommodate five more beds of the same size. A man saunters in. Adorable height, medium size body and finest jaws. This is a b

"And that gave you the right to trade me off to a stranger like I am garbage, huh, mother? Selling me off like trash? You could have asked me to leave your house if you did not want me here anymore. Not like you ever wanted me anyway. But this, mother? Who gave you that right? What gave you the audacity to do this despicable act? Tell me? Is it money? Wasn't I the one who has been feeding you ever since...""Shut your trump, you who're!" She hollers, cutting me off. Whore? She must be referring to herself, not me. Her face is burning with anger. Truth hurts, huh? That is just great to know because I intend to pour all that she has made me feel throughout the years. Nothing will be left unsaid. We are lying it all here. She points a finger to my face. If it was before now, I would be cowering, trembling with fear, but not today. Today my guards are all on. "What am I to you, little witch? A child that you can scold however you want? Better shut up before I do it for you. You are right,

PARTY REHEARSAL "Your brain is better than I thought." "Are you trying to be rude or insulting right now?" "No. Alright, sorry. Let's go over it once more time." We are sitting in our bedroom. Yes, ours - me and Jerol's. Don't look at me like that, sha!It was his idea, or should I say, one of the rules. As a married couple, we should sleep in one room, and on the same bed to avoid compromising issues. I didn't see any point of disagreeing, because he promised never to touch me, or disrespect me in any way. How can he do that, when the first rule of the contract clearly states that no falling in love? No feelings will be involved in this fake marriage. I guess that puts me on a safer side, right? Yeah. No love, no romance. No love, no touchy touchy. Sleeping beside him ain't such a big deal. I don't think he is as dangerous as a dog to bite me while asleep. Or a wolf, meh!We have been going over this for the last couple of minutes, and his mood today is no difference. Arrogant,

"Father!" Jerol greets the man whom I suppose is in his late sixties, and they brace in these quick manly hugs that do not last even for a second. They seem to have not so much in common in terms of physical features, except for the eyes and jaws. However, that is not a problem in anyway. What baffles me is the elegant woman who was trailing behind this man. Her eyes have not left me since she saw me, and I am getting uncomfortable. If it's an assessment she is doing, I highly doubt I will pass. The look she is giving me is not anywhere close to like or approval. It's a look of disapproval...I don't like it. "Welcome, father. Mother!" He takes a step to hug his mother who glitters with adoration the moment his son speaks to him."Hey, son!" She says, enveloping her son in a motherly hug. If only I knew the feeling, I would be able to know how exactly Jerol is feeling right now in his mother's loving arms. But I never received a motherly hug the whole of my life, so, I can only imagi

It's eight o'clock in the morning, and melodious sweet noise of the birds chirping just woke me up. My eyes fall to the empty space beside me on the bed, like they always do every single morning. As always, today is no exception. Jerol is not with me. This is what has been going on for the last one month. He wakes up at the crack of dawn, and locks himself either in the study or at the gym room. He barely talks, and sometimes I am forced to nearly beg him to eat. I don't even know how his company is doing at the moment, but I doubt it's running smoothly because Jerol has not left this house for a full calender month. I know he has managers who supervise the work for him, but still, he needs to be there for his company. It's a multi-billion company for freaking sake! How can you entrust such a huge company to some people? As the saying goes, money is the root cause of all evil, so do I believe. I throw the covers off me, and I get out of bed. I walk to the table near the window, my