This house has never been quieter. In fact, there is always the sound of screaming or howling laughter from his father or mother when they laugh at something. Hunter felt this silence suffocating him more and more. He sat alone in the dining room, eating pancakes and bacon that tasted bland in his mouth. His two hands gripped the knife and fork tightly, feeling angry at his pitiful state. Finally he threw his fork and knife to the floor, letting the noise fill the silence that surrounded him. Next plates. He swept the entire table clean and shattered all the ceramic plates on the floor. Hunter ruffled his hair in frustration. Shouted as loud as he could to release the sadness and anger he was feeling. "You bastard Ezra! You damn bastard who should be dead!” Hunter gasped for breath as he knelt down and shed tears of anguish over the death of his parents. Even though he didn't like what his father was doing, he never expected that his father would die in such a tragic way. Even his

Her body fell on the soft mattress and bounced for a while. She lay on her back, staring at the ceiling of her room which was decorated with dim yellow lights. For a moment she thought that all of this was fun. Finally she has a place to live in her own name and a life devoid of lies. She will live independently from now on, socially and financially. Mila has officially moved into her new apartment in Logan Square since yesterday. She deliberately bought an apartment that was the highest priced among the others and in an area that was quite expensive as an investment. From now on she has to think about her future and her future child. Before deciding to buy this apartment, she had sold her lambo car first. Thanks to the help of her attorney instead of Alexander Sawyer, a very nice new attorney Mrs. Anderson Clopton, she sold her lambo in no time. She used some of the money from selling her lambo to buy a house, the rest she invested to buy some household furniture she needed and put

"Finally you're home. Where have you been all this time?" “Felix. What are you doing?" Ezra pushed Felix's chest for blocking his way. Felix acted like a fierce wife waiting for her husband to arrive at the door, folding his arms across his chest. Ezra is disgusted to find Felix interfering in his business all of a sudden. “Hmm, women's perfume? You've been staying with women all this time?" “You are not my mother or even my lover, Felix. So shut up your fucking mouth and don't bother me. I'm in a hurry.” "Where are you going?" "I have to go to the office. There is something I must do.” “Well great. It's better for you to go to the office than you sleep with those sluts.” “Why are you suddenly becoming concerned with who I sleep with?” Ezra stopped in his tracks and pushed Felix's chest fiercely. Felix's body jerked back one step. But Felix just kept quiet and didn't try to fight back. “Because it will make Mila sad. Last night I went to her apartment. "Mila is no longer my

"What are you doing." Mila turned around and put her hands on her hips in annoyance when Ezra suddenly closed her office door and locked it. He walked over to Mila while shoving his hands in his pockets. "We'll talk. You must have a lot of things you want to ask.” “Since when did you become part of the Light Corp? Is this your idea to cooperate with my company?” “I saw an opportunity that promised huge profits. Having a company that makes a lot of money is good for keeping myself busy in between jobs for my clients.” Ezra smirked sarcastically. “I don't want to hear any nonsense from you, Ezra. Leave me alone. Don't disturb my life again." "We have a new project that will keep us attached." “I will reject this collaboration project. I'd better look for another investor.” "You can't." “Of course I can. I'll talk to Mr. Peterson. Go away.” Mila pushed Ezra's shoulder roughly, and tried to get out of her cramped room. But Ezra pulled her arm so hard that her stomach hit Ezra's

The bistro is one block from the hospital. The owner is a former five-star hotel chef who is tired of working under the pressure of a grumpy hotel manager. With a little severance pay, he was determined to open this bistro. His motivation was to ridicule the former manager who had mocked him when he decided to resign. But starting a business is not easy at first. He has to work hard to attract customers and think about marketing tactics in order to attract customers to eat at his restaurant. It was only after six months that he was able to bring in a steady number of customers every day. The bistro's most famous dish is the linguini pasta. He developed his own concoction recipe over the years until he found the perfect composition, which all Chicagoans loved. “Two linguini pastas. And for me brandy. What do you want Mila?” “Mix berry juice.” "Very well, your orders will be ready in twenty minutes." The waiter nodded politely and walked quickly towards the fat man with the mustach