"Scarlett's point of view,""Scarlet, are you ready?" He pulled up the automobile in front of a wooden house. "Humm, I am ready." I nodded in accord. "Samuel, please find a good woman and marry her if she kills me today so that my children will never experience the need of their moms." I met his gaze with watery eyes. "Scarlet, don't cry; you won't suffer any consequences. We have no intention of endangering your life; our only purpose is to take back our children from Clara. Apply this perfume all over before you step out of the car." He extended a perfume bottle to me. "Samuel, this cologne smells awful to me. If I apply this scent to my body, I lose control over my vomiting." Smelling the perfume bottle, I covered my mouth to contain my vomit. "I know it will be hard for you to tolerate the scent of this perfume, Scarlet, but I was in a rush and only found this flavor. Please, don't throw up." With an imploring look, he asked me. "Please don't give me these puppy eyes; I'm us
"Samuel's point of view,""Please open your eyes, Scarlet." I gave her a little tap on the cheek to rouse her. She fainted from the fumes. "Harry, she is not opening her eyes; I think we have to take her to the hospital." I turned to face Harry. "Relax, Samuel; she'll be OK in a few minutes. We can't leave until we find your children." I don't know how he can be so calm in this kind of circumstance. As a mafia member, he may have dealt with situations similar to this one daily, but the entire circumstance scares me. "Water." Scarlett's voice reached my ears. "Thank God you're okay, Scarlet." I gave her a happy forehead kiss. "Are we still alive?" With bafflement, she glanced at me. "Yes, we are." I smiled at her question. "Where are my children, Samuel?"It's hard for me to respond to her inquiry. How could I tell her that they were lost now? "Clara ran off with our children. With any luck, Harry could save us.Scarlet, please relax first; we will find another way to find our
"Scarlett's point of view,""Mama." "Elan, my son." I screamed aloud. "Scarlet, what happened? How you're feeling right now." Samuel's voice reached my ears. "Look, Samuel, I think Elan is right here with me; I heard his voice. Where is my son?" I opened my eyes, looking around for any sign of Elan. "Scarlet, you don't need to worry about your children. Just relax. They're doing fine." Samuel extended a glass of water to me. "Are you telling the truth?""Yes, my dear wife. Our kids are fit and fine. They were waiting for you to wake up right here.""You are lying, that's for sure. I have no faith in you. If they were waiting for me, why can't I see them?" Samuel's word is hard for me to trust because he can do anything to soothe me right now. "Trust me, Scarlet—they were in this room just before you woke up, and they were right here.""No, I'm not going to trust you." I shook my hand in rejection. "Why do you not have faith in me? Tell me why I would deceive you." He grinned
"Scarlett's point of view,""Samuel, please take me to the hospital; I'd like to meet Clara.""What? Are you crazy? Do you no longer remember what she did to you?" He inserted his fork into his dish fiercely. "Don't be upset, Samuel; I remember what she did to me.""What makes you want to meet her, though?" "As I have already pardoned her for her transgressions.""What made you so quick to forgive her?" Samuel balled his fist in frustration. "Samuel, it's time for us to forgive her, as she has already dealt with her karma." "Sorry, Scarlet, my heart isn't as huge and kind as yours; you can do whatever you want, but don't ask me to drive you to the hospital." He got out of his chair. "Okay, Samuel, you are not required to accompany me." "Scarlet, what do you mean? Don't tell me you are going to meet that woman without my permission." "You got me correct, my dear husband; I am going to meet her today." "Scarlet, I am not allowing you to go meet her." He abruptly paused and gave
"Scarlett's point of view,"One year later, ****"Please get ready quickly, Scarlet; it's getting late." Samuel called out from the corridor. "Samuel, I need your help. I'm not able to handle everything by myself." I dressed Elena. "Scarlet, I sent you out of the office early, so why are you running late?" He came into my room and stared at me, bewildered. "I thought you were her bridesmaid, but you still haven't gotten dressed." Samuel expressed his displeasure to me. "Samuel, stop acting like a typical husband. My circumstance is no secret to you; managing a multi-billionaire company while caring for your twin children is no picnic." I gave him a furious glance. My constant disarray, both in appearance and behavior, was a constant target of his taunting critique. "You want to do everything on your own because you don't trust your husband, even though I didn't ask you to take on too much work at the workplace." Now his mocking gets on my nerves. "Stop taunting me, Samuel. You
"Scarlett point of view,""The user you are trying to reach is now unavailable, but you can leave a voicemail, and they will get back to you as soon as possible." "Please pick up the phone, Clara; there is an emergency." I called Clara and left a voicemail in a state of panic. Until I speak with Clara, I can not leave this restroom. How could I have made such a grave error? Apparently, in my haste, I walked into the wrong room. I turned around and studied the luxurious washroom with awe.Even though it's the dead of winter, the sweat beading on my forehead is evidence of how frightened I feel right now. Due to thirst, my throat is becoming quite dry. I'm moving my saliva up and down in my throat to quench my thirst. I wish there were two doors in this bathroom, one of which opened to the street outside the hotel, so I could get out of this awkward situation. Unfortunately, there is no other way for me to leave this place. "Clara, I need you to call me right away so you can help
"Samuel's point of view,""How dare you enter my room, Scarlet Neve?" I had been waiting in the room for Clara for two hours, and when she still hadn't shown up, I was about to leave when I heard a noise coming from the bathroom. Is Clara in the restroom? No, this is not possible. Why would she spend two hours in the restroom? I waited outside the restroom door to see who was inside. Although I could not make out the details of what was occurring there, the sound emanating from the bathroom made me feel as though I recognized the voice. But if this is not Clara's voice, who is inside the restroom with a voice that sounds so familiar to me? Curiosity got the best of me, and I ended up opening the restroom door. "I'm sorry, Mr. Oscar; I did not know this was your room." She uttered it in a frightened whisper. When I opened the bathroom door, I overheard her saying on the phone that she had come to this room simply for money; therefore, I am quite certain that she had only come fo
"Scarlet's point of view,"Samuel Oscar left me alone in the hotel room. My body no longer has the strength to allow me to cover my body. I moved my foot to the bed's edge to grab a sheet to cover my body. After a sleepless night of crying, I woke up with dry eyes. He penalized me for an error that I didn't make intentionally. He said he didn't want to see my nasty face ever again. I won't ever see him again. The way he tortured me the entire night made it crystal clear to me that, after that, the man does not have a heart in his chest. I took up the check that was lying beside me and examined the amount that had been written on it. This sum is significantly greater than what Clara had promised me. With this much money, I could easily treat my mom. I mustered what little strength I had and checked out of the motel, heading straight for the hospital. My mother's heart operation went well. As time passed more quickly, I forgot about the incident involving Mr. Oscar. Clara and I had