Tessa had to watch her daughter be dressed in a prison uniform, sentenced to life imprisonment and dragged away like a criminal. She knew the scene at the court would forever traumatise her. She was all alone now as she feared if Milan would be after her next. Tessa weakly sits on her couch feeling numb as she looks around her empty house. Her daughter was gone for good. She would never see her ever again. Ella was never coming out of jail. She would spend the rest of her life there and die A tear ran down Mrs. Tessa's cheek as she wondered where she had gone wrong in raising her child. Ella turned out to be a murderer in the end while she married a child trafficker. Her husband had died a clumsy death after he was caught running his illegal business. The sound of the television saying catches Tessa's attention as she hears her name on the news. Her ears perks up and she increases the volume as the news anchor speaks. ‘'A lady called Tessa a famous banker working at Swift way
"Done."Milan exhaled deeply as he wiped the sweat off his forehead. He had just finished cleaning another room in the hotel he worked at. It was difficult work for him to be a cleaner, but he had no other choice and considered himself lucky to have even gotten the job after being rejected in other places.Milan walks over to the next door, Room 205, and knocks announcing to be room service. He gets no response the first time and proceeds to knock three more times.The door is swung open almost immediately, and a man with brown dishevelled hair wearing nothing but shorts glare at him."What do you want?"He spits out quickly. "I'm here to -"Milan pauses midsentence when he sees his wife, Ella, walking out of the bathroom with a bath robe. "Danny baby, who's at the door?"Daniel turns around and replies her with the door still open."Room service"Ella doesn't look at the door as she dries her hair with a towel."Well, tell them to piss off,"Daniel looks back at Milan, but Milan i
The sound of a car horn jerks Milan from sleep. He had come home that night and slept outside the porch because Ella refused to let him in. Rain had fallen so heavily that night, but he had to endure as he lay on the cold floor. Milan, awoken from his sleep,squints his eyes as the harsh rays from the sunlight almost blinds him. He watches a woman he recognises to be his mother-in-law emerge from the car and his mood changes.He gets up abruptly to welcome her as she reaches the porch.Milan's mother-in-law, Tessa, removes her sunshades and scrutinises Milan from head to toe like a lab rat."G-Goodmorning ma'am"Tessa ignores his greetings and throws her bag to him, which he effortlessly catches. He was used to it by now."Tell me. What's so good about the morning when you're sleeping on my daughters porch? What do you think the neighbours will say you bastard?"Milan lowers his head. It wasn't like he didn't know Tessa hated him for getting married to her daughter. Tessa had neve
Not even a single word could come out of Milan's mouth as he stared at the sight in front of him. His blood had run cold, and his mouth hung open in disbelief."You there! What are you waiting for?! Get to work!""Uh-yes, sir!"Milan responded hesitantly as he walked into the dressing room he was directed to. Milan had dressed himself in a suit for the job his mother-in-law had offered him.He didn't dare ask his mother-in-law what job it was as long as she said it would be enough to pay for her expensive teacup."Here are your gloves, buddy. You should really hurry up and change out of that suit. "A worker said, chuckling and tapping him on the shoulder. Before the man could leave, Milan stopped him to ask again."So you're saying. We're going to be collecting garbage?"The man chuckled."Yeah. You've never heard of garbage collectors before…geez what's wrong with this guy? "The worker shook his head and left Milan alone in the dressing room. Milan couldn't believe it. His mother
Milan slowly opens his eyes to see himself in a white room. The colour blinds him, and he shuts his eyes back immediately due to the throbbing in his head.The sound of chattering causes him to groan and open his eyes again.With Milan's vision still a bit blurry, he struggles to make out the faces staring back at him."Ohh, he's awake!"Now able to see clearly, he almost cringes at the look on Ella's face as she stares back at him. Ella had a worried look plastered on her face as she stroked his hair mildly.Milan wondered if he was dreaming and almost pinched himself as he began to question why Ella was being nice to him."Oh, doctor. I'm so glad he's awake. "Ella pouted at the doctor as she continued to stroke Milan's hair. You would think she was an actress the way she played the part of a wife so perfectly.The doctor walked up to Milan with a pen and notepad."Milan, how are you feeling?"Milan opened his mouth to speak but couldn't get any words out as his mouth felt like a de
The eye contact between Ella and Milan was intense. MIlan couldn't believe he had totally forgotten his wife was a popular model, and Daniel was wealthy as well. The thought that she might attend such an event never occurred to him. Ella gazed upon him with clear disgust. It was like seeing his face had ruined her night."What are you doing here? Are you now spying on me? Don't you have any other place to work, huh?"Milan looked around to make sure no one had heard Ella's harsh words before he plastered on a fake smile and acted like everything was alright. After all, he was simply doing his job."I have your orders."Milan said, almost placing the food on the table, but Ella stopped him by putting a hand up."How am I sure this isn't poisoned?"Ella said, eyeing him with disgust. Milan's smile didn't falter even though he was feeling so much pain inside his heart. Ella just knew how to get to him without even trying so hard. "Forget it. I've lost my appetite. Get me another wai
Milan laughed. He couldn't help himself. It was the best thing he had heard all evening. The joke the old man was making was amusing."What? You expect me to believe that"The old man wasn't laughing at all. He didn't find what he said amusing, and he stared at Milan with a look of pity."This is not a joke, young master. I'm quite serious, but I know you'll have a hard time believing me. "The old man said, giving Milan a concerned look.The waiter placed the drinks in front of them, and the old man thanked the man politely and watched him leave out of earshot before he resumed talking."I had been keeping watch on you for a while ever since the accident that almost happened"Milan's brows furrowed in confusion."The accident..were you -"The old man nods."I sent one of the Bodyguards to rescue you that night. Luckily, I had been keeping an eye on you back then. "The old man took a sip of his wine and exhaled."When I checked your records at the hospital. I was able to confirm tha
Milan had returned home the next morning after considering Victor's words. The more he pondered on his words, the more curious he became.Milan wanted to know if he truly had a family and if he truly was an heir. He needed answers, and most of all, he wanted to be out of Ella's Web for good. Although he couldn't help but wonder about the man who Ella had told him about. After his dream, he found himself being paranoid.It didn't feel just like a dream to Milan. It felt too real.Man had planned to pack out his things from the house quietly, then call Victor to help him run away but he realised his plans were ruined when he shut the door of the house behind him that morning to see Ella alongside her Mother in the kitchen. It looked like they had been cooking by the aroma of the chicken they had put in the oven. Ella grips the knife in her hand tightly when she sees Milan."Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to come home. "Milan quietly ignored her, not expecting the both of t