“Who do I need to bury now?” Bella asked her with a hint of sarcasm and boredom shining in her eyes. If somebody came to her for help, it was either to find something or hide it. She was excellent at this job, though she did not like to be known for this. She had far more skills that she didn't wish for the world to know. “Bella, please,” Sabrina begged her not to sprinkle salt on her wounds. Bella was the last person on earth that she would have come to help. However, nobody could help her in this aspect and thus, she had to go to her stepmother. “I do not have the urge to scratch your wounds. I was merely asking,” Bella said with a shrug. “Nicholas knows…”Sabrina said in desperation. “It won't be long until he will start digging into my past. What if he decides to dig into the time I left the USA? How will he react? I don't want him to find out anything. Please do something.” She never wanted anyone to know her secret. Especially Nicholas! If he knew about it, the consequence

While Nicholas was unraveling the truth, Roseanne was at home, worrying about his health as he played with dangers. Of course, she knew he would be fine, but she couldn't help but worry about him. She made herself understand that he would be fine and tried to distract herself with random chores but her mind was still on him. She was picking up his clothes that he had scattered on the bed, sighing. His old habit of taking out tens of clothes from the closet and then deciding on one without putting the others back was still intact. How many times had she told him that she didn't like his habit? However, he didn't seem to understand it. Sometimes, she thinks that he does this intentionally to make her angry. Suddenly, Roseanne realized that she was muttering about Nicholas. And not just this, she was remembering their old times together without feeling bad about it. Instead of remembering the sad moments of their togetherness, she was recalling all the good moments, especially the on

Leon’s words had shattered Roseanne. As the kids left, leaving her the only one left in the room, tears began streaming down her cheeks. It was fueled by a deep frustration she could barely articulate. In this moment, she was utterly lost and was unsure of what she wanted or needed. There has been many moments in her life when she didn't know what she wanted but this particular moment made her helpless to the point that she never encountered before. “I don’t want to go back either,” she whispered, the words meant to be a scream but coming out as a barely audible plea. “What do I do?”Her eyes darted around the room, desperately searching for a trace of him. Even a shadow that might suggest he was still there. She wondered if his presence could have changed this, if he were here, would she still be crying alone?He had never been able to bear the sight of her tears. Each time a tear slipped down her cheek, he would gently kiss it away. That’s how he had been caring for her, with a ten

Flashback to pastVance said to his daughters before entering the threshold of the Hart family, “Girls, I want you to be on your best behavior.”He was establishing his image as a politician, and he wanted his family man image to be spot on. In this event, people from diverse fields were bound to come. He could not take any chances. He had not achieved the heights he did after becoming the president of the country. Right now, he was just a struggling politician. Beatrice pouted. ‘But daddy…”Vance softened his voice and said to his youngest daughter, “Bea, there will be a girl your age at the party. I will introduce you to her. Her name is Emery. You can be friends with her.”Usually, the kids stay home while he attends such parties with his wife, but for some reason, she was out of state, and he decided to bring his daughters as his companions. “Okay, Daddy!” Bea was young and sweet. Thus, she didn't make things difficult for her father. He turned to his oldest daughter and said,

Sabrina said to him, “And you are giving me a headache.”“What?” he asked as if he didn't understand what she was saying. She innocently shook her head. How could she offend him? She was at his house. Even if he was weird, she couldn't say it on his face, right? “How will you call him?” He asked her. He was pretty sure that Nicholas wouldn't have brought her to this side. If she came here, she might have wandered here on her own. Nicholas knew that this place was absolutely off-limits to everyone that was not approved by him. Sabrina answered, “He asked me to holler if I wanted to find him.”Only Nicholas could treat a guest like this at their house. Not just guests but anyone! The man was always absorbed in himself. The young boy muttered, “Asshole!”He added after a while, “He is probably out putting himself in trouble.” He knew Nicholas too well to know that Then, they heard glass breaking, both of them ran to that direction to find Nicholas geting into a brawl. When Nic