Through some arrangement, she was married to a man with a crippled leg who wielded boundless influence. “I, Mason Yeich, will not accept a woman who bears the child of another man.”In what was initially thought to be a loveless marriage, she ended up accidentally giving her heart away. After a series of pushing and pulling, she eventually left him. Many years later a child who shares Mason’s face will be the one to land a slap on him.“Useless father, watch who you’re talking about!”
View MoreThat night after showering, Quentin heard a ping coming from his phone—he received a notification.He was clad in a bathrobe and strode over to his table to pick up his phone.[President Hall, I’ve emailed you about Iris’s movements over the last two days.]Putting his phone down, Quentin powered up his laptop and entered his email account.The email started with Iris’s itinerary for yesterday. She was at her ramen shop the whole day, only leaving for a while to head over to the supermarket before going home.Everything seemed normal yesterday.Today was the same, she was at her ramen shop. However, she went out in the afternoon to a café. The person she met up with came as a surprise for Quentin.He narrowed his eyes when he saw Isabelle Shachbury’s name.He remembered coming home to see Iris in an extremely frightened state. She claimed that she had a nightmare but Quentin was not easily fooled. She would not appear that frightful if it were just a bad dream.He guessed that
There was a subtle change in Iris’s expression.Iris did not know what was wrong with her that day. She looked up at Quentin and blurted, “Um, do men your age usually have such good self-control? Or perhaps your age is catching up?”Quentin had just buttoned his shirt and was about to sit down when Iris asked him that question. He stared at her sternly. “What did you say?”Iris knew that she had asked the wrong question from the way he looked at her. She quickly lowered her head. “N-nothing.”Hidden from his view, Iris appeared remorseful. She regretted not controlling her tongue well. Why on earth did she ask such a question? Quentin was just like any man. No man could accept anyone questioning their ability in that particular department. It was a blow to their pride.She sighed inwardly, not knowing what was wrong with her. Had he spoiled her too much that she was emboldened and began to speak freely around him?Quentin remained still. Iris looked up awkwardly and pushed his pl
Quentin said nothing.She looked up and noticed that his jaw was tense and he had a stern air in him.Was he angry? Or did he feel embarrassed because she was hanging on him? Iris felt a little regretful. Perhaps she should not have acted so petulantly. Why could she not stay alone?Otherwise, she could have walked on her own and tagged along when he went to collect the food. Why did she cling to him like that?Putting herself in Quentin’s shoes, she could imagine the embarrassment her actions must have caused him.Iris was entertaining the bees in her bonnet while the delivery guy had placed the food on the dining table. “Hope you enjoy your meal. Goodbye,” the delivery guy said before leaving.Slam!The door shut. Iris was still hanging on Quentin. He did not move either. Moments later, Iris looked up. “A-aren’t we going to eat?” she asked meekly.The moment she spoke up, Quentin lowered his head and stared at her darkly.He was like a predator eyeing his prey and that made
“Hmm, I’ll be right there.”Quentin ended the call and lowered his head to look at Iris who was still in his arms. “Could you get up?” he asked, patting her head gently.Iris shook her head. “Don’t go. I’m scared to be alone.”It was either because of what happened today or because of that nightmare. All Iris knew right now was that she feared being left alone.“What are you scared of?” Quentin asked. “We’re at home. Are you expecting thieves to break in?”“I just don’t want to stay alone.”
Iris jumped up in fright.Quentin sensed something amiss and hit the light switch right away.Click!The room lit up instantly and their eyes met. The fear and anxiety that was about to eat Iris from the inside stopped. Then, those feelings gradually dissipated.Quentin saw that Iris’s hair was wet and the color on her face had been drained. He hurried over to her.“What happened?” He sat at the edge of the bed and touched her, but she trembled when he touched her and she seemed as if she a
‘Worried about him?’ Isabelle was appalled by his bold assumption.“You’re being a little too presumptuous!” Isabelle scoffed.Why would she even fall for a womanizer like him? He changed girlfriends faster than one could change their clothes and had no respect for women at all. She would rather stay alone her whole life than get together with a man like him.“Then perhaps, it’s Ms. Shachbury who is kind and unwilling to harm others?”Isabelle looked away. “I’m not a kind person,” she refute
Back home, Iris was still shaking and the chills she felt had not left. She turned on the heater and crawled into bed, covering herself up with a blanket.She must have been so frightened that she still felt unsafe even with the heater on and the blanket covering her.She was not sure if she should tell Quentin about what happened today. What if it was just a wild guess and Isabelle had not done anything? She did not want to become a woman who accused others baselessly. Furthermore, Isabelle w
When Isabelle arrived at the washroom, she saw the waitress holding Iris’s jacket and quickly stopped her. “Where is she?” Isabelle growled at the waitress.The waitress was frightened by Isabelle’s ferociousness and her mind went blank. “I’m asking you, where is she?” Isabelle snarled once more.The waitress shrank back. “I-In the washroom.”“What did you do to her?” Isabelle was reminded of the gory details Lucas shared with her earlier. The thought of it was enough to make Isabelle’s stoma
Isabelle sat there blankly. Her hands began to tremble uncontrollably when she thought about the waitress splashing coffee on Iris and then leading Iris away.Moments later, Isabelle jumped up and wanted to head to the washroom.However, Lucas’ arm stretched out to block her path when she walked past him.“What are you planning to do?” he asked.Isabelle did not know what she planned to do either. All she knew was that her body had a mind of its own and she could not sit quietly.“Think tho
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