All Chapters of The Blooming Desert Rose: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"We understand your situation, ma'am. You've been missing for five years, but your husband already filed for your death certificate two years ago and had your national identity terminated. We've already contacted him, but... You should be prepared. He's remarried."Beatrice Fox sat rigidly in her chair at the police station as she listened to the officer. Everything felt strangely unfamiliar.Five years ago, she had joined a medical team to provide aid on the continent of Narsten, thousands of miles away. During a mission, she was captured by terrorists. Only recently were she and her team rescued by the Peacekeepers, allowing her to finally come home.What kept her going for five years was her love and longing for her husband, Nelson Green. They had been together since freshman year, married after graduation. Their youth belonged to each other, an inseparable bond. Beatrice had fantasized how she might see Nelson again. Crying tears of joy, finally getting back what she had los

"I'll explain for Nelson," Raine said.Beatrice's body was shaking as she signed furiously, her anger clear in every gesture. "I don't need your explanation! I want to hear it from him."But Raine didn't understand sign language, either. She just looked at Beatrice with pity in her eyes. She was pitying Beatrice.Tears stung Beatrice's eyes.The way Nelson and Raine looked at her, as if they felt sorry for her, cut deeper than any wound. It was like a knife twisting in her chest.At that moment, Beatrice started to regret everything.Why hadn't she just died?Why didn't she die in Narsten…?If she had died there, at least she would not have to suffer like this.Her fingers trembled as she lowered her hands, finally giving up. All the pain and the physical torment she had endured when she was captured by terrorists, none of it could break her. But this attack on her spirit was true hell."When Professor Jonathan Smith first took on the medical mission to Narsten, Nelson di

But Nelson didn't say a word."This is my home! He's my husband! Your mom is the one who stole my husband!"Beatrice lost control, grabbing her pen and notebook, scribbling furiously to vent her anger.A five-year-old might not even be able to read, but even so, Nelson hurried to shield his wife and daughter, pleading with Beatrice. "Beatrice, she's still young. Please, not in front of so many people. Don't let her become a target for gossip. I'm begging you…"He was begging Beatrice to let him have some dignity at least in front of his daughter.Beatrice stared at Nelson in disbelief. He wanted her to bear the shame of being called a homewrecker just to keep his daughter from being talked about?If anyone was to blame, wasn't it Raine? She knew he was married, and still chose to do what she did...Slap!Maybe she had finally reached her breaking point. Beatrice raised her hand and slapped Nelson hard.This wasn't all Raine's fault.If Nelson had never touched her, they wou

Beatrice didn't go home with Nelson. Instead, she insisted on checking into a hotel. Nelson was worried and offered to stay with her.Beatrice wrote in her notebook, "It's fine. You can go back.""Beatrice, I know you blame me." Nelson started explaining on his own. "After you went missing, I drank every day. Raine put something in my drink, and I mistook her for you. I was angry afterward and cut things off, but she kept coming back. Then, she said she was pregnant..."When she got pregnant, I asked her to end it, but she refused. She had the baby alone, and raised the child for two years. It wasn't easy for her, either..."Beatrice's fingers tightened. Nelson felt sorry for Raine, who had tricked him to have his child.Ha..."Later, her daughter got sick. Since she became a mother before marriage, Krauss cut her off and kicked her out of the house. She really had nowhere else to go, so she came to me. At first, I just wanted to help because of Fia. Beatrice... Fia's innocent.

Beatrice struggled against Alba with all her strength, clutching the towel tightly around herself as she glared at him with fear and anger."What are you covering up for? There's nothing on you I haven't seen before," Alba said. He was the kind who found amusement in teasing Beatrice—in fact, he had been teasing her for five years straight.Slap!Beatrice's whole body trembled as she slapped Alba across his face. She had to admit that if it hadn't been for Alba, she would never have made it back from the war zone alive.However, the nightmares he had left her with never truly faded.Alba put on a hurtful expression. "We spent five years as husband and wife in South Andas, and you slap me the minute you see me?" He was very good-looking, standing over six feet three inches and surrounded by an aura of violence. He had striking features, the kind often seen in people of mixed heritage. He didn't fully look like he was born in the continent of Eastran, and that made people instin