'Trust me, Irish.' Those words always crossed Irish's mind, should she do that to be free from Damian? Does she have enough courage to fight Damian? Irish looked at the man sitting in front of her, his smile was so charming and warm but behind that smile was a cold-blooded man who had no compassion. He grasped Irish's hand, looking at the ring he had given her that was still firmly on Irish's ring finger. Their relationship looked romantic in front of many people, with the woman leaning on her man's broad shoulders but in reality there are 'chains' binding her, preventing her from going anywhere she wanted. "Do you need more money after going on holiday yesterday, honey?" Damian asked as he kissed the back of Irish's hand. Damian reached into his coat and pulled out a card to give to Irish, "Take this, spend as much as you want. As long as it makes you happy, I'll be happy to give it to you." She couldn't believe she could hold a card that only certain rich people had, Irish was
Illinoir hotel,This morning, in a hotel that has a beautiful view of the sea, everyone is preparing to witness the wedding vows between Irish and Damian. Damian transformed the old hotel into a grand palace according to Irish's request, even down to the wedding dress. Damian tries to make Irish happy and give her everything she wants because he truly loves her, but Damian hasn't really been able to change his bad behaviour which often hurts Irish. Damian looked at the wedding ring box in his hand repeatedly, he was so nervous and impatient to wait for the arrival of his girl wearing a luxurious wedding dress from behind the door.Fifteen minutes passed, Irish should have arrived by now but there was no sign of her. Damian is getting more and more agitated, he tries to call Irish but her number is not active. Damian tries to calm his mind and thinks positively that maybe Irish hasn't finished dressing up yet. But the longer Damian can't hold his patience anymore, he leaves in a hurry
"Your brother was arrested at the Illinoir hotel before the wedding started, do you want to meet him after he arrives in France?"Isaac shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know."He hadn't thought about whether he would come to see Clair's family or not, they weren't looking for him anyway. He had been in hospital for so long, but the only people who cared about him were Suzzane and Sebastian. Suzzane had taken such good care of him and didn't hesitate to take care of everything he needed while in the hospital, even though she hadn't talked about her feelings anymore but Isaac could see that Suzzane was still trying to hold herself back. Her demeanour was a little cold on the outside, but he could still feel the warmth in her heart.After taking care of Isaac's needs, Suzzane finally left because she had to manage the company while Sebastian was away. Her brother left without telling her where he was going, leaving her to take care of the company by herself. Suzzane, who used to manage h
The journey back to France was very quiet because everyone was busy in their own thoughts, since yesterday Luigi even looked moody and didn't talk much, while Sebastian was more dreamy as if he had a lot on his mind. To be honest Sebastian still doubted whether he could really do without Luigi, his confidence suddenly dropped when he thought about what if all this time he lived without Luigi's help."What are you thinking about?" Irish asked as she kissed Sebastian's lips."Nothing.""Is it about Luigi? If you can't do it then let Luigi stay by your side for the rest of his life, look at him. That old man has no one in this world but the Bellucci family, no matter how much luxury you give him it's useless because all he wants is a family." Irish said while looking at Luigi who was brooding alone.Sebastian turned his head to the exact direction where Luigi was, "He'll get used to it, I'll also visit him regularly."Irish sighed softly, it seemed futile to talk to Sebastian so she pref
"This suits you, and my parents really like bright colors." Irish said as she handed him a sky blue tuxedo.Sebastian's forehead furrowed at the sight of the tuxedo in his hand the color of which made his eyes hurt, they were to come in the evening for dinner to Irish's parents' house but Irish had given him this colour of suit instead. Sebastian refused to wear it, he preferring to wear the dark grey suit that the maid had prepared for him earlier. Of course this doesn't match Irish's sky blue dress with white gradations, even though Irish has persuaded him, Sebastian still doesn't want to wear that ridiculous tuxedo."I don't have a grey dress in my closet, why are you so selfish." she grumbled."Just wear what you have or we'll cancel our plans to meet your parents."Irish chuckled, she ended up changing her dress to baby pink dress because she didn't buy many dresses to live in here, and Suzzane didn't have any grey dresses either. Irish was in a really bad mood, but this guy was
Sebastian opens his eyes after being unconscious since last night, his burnt hands are now treated and bandaged, also his face is full of bruises and wounds that have now been stitched up, Sebastian feels he looks like Frankenstein now and he doesn't like it. After a few seconds of inward grumbling, Sebastian finally remembers that last night he had that unpleasant incident with Irish. The door to Sebastian's ward opened, when he saw Sebastian who had woken up and was sitting on the patient bed Luigi immediately approached him and reflexively hugged him. Sebastian groaned in pain because Luigi hugged him so tightly, Luigi just felt very happy that Sebastian was finally fine despite the various types of wounds on his body. "Why did you leave Bellucci's mansion without an escort, young master?" Luigi asked who regretted Sebastian's carelessness. "I thought that while Damian was in prison I would be safe to go anywhere unescorted, but I was wrong." Luigi took a deep breath, "Young ma
"So, what brings you here?" the woman asked coldly, even crossing her arms over her chest in front of Sebastian. Is this the behaviour of a mother to her child? Sebastian laughed softly in his heart, he shouldn't have expected more when he met her. Sebastian brought the evidence from the police to her, she looked a little confused when she read the letter Sebastian gave her. "What's all this about?" "Is it not clear enough for you, or are you in shock because I already know that you tried to kill me, mom?" "Sebastian, I would never do such an evil thing." "Leaving your child and going off with another man is a good thing in your opinion?" Sebastian laughed sarcastically, "If you can easily do that, you must also be able to easily kill me, considering you have no conscience." Amelia looked hurt by Sebastian's words, indeed what she did was very wrong in the past but Sebastian never knew why she could leave her own son. If Sebastian knew how many wounds she had in her heart d
"Do you still hate your mom, Sebastian?" Chester asked as he took a sip of his americano. Sebastian didn't answer, because Chester's question sounded like nonsense to him. Of course he hated Amelia, when he was a little boy Amelia left with the man in front of him now and now this man was asking if he still hated Amelia. "Sebastian, your mom is innocent. She was just caught up in a difficult situation in the past," Sebastian's sarcas laugh echoed in the still quiet coffeeshop, "Trapped in a difficult situation? You mean she had to choose between her children and her husband or the man she was having an affair with?" Chester's sigh sounded so heavy, he had expected Sebastian to say this. Chester took a card from his coat pocket, this card contained the phone number and name of someone who used to be a maid at the Bellucci mansion. This woman knew everything that happened there including Amelia's life, starting from the first time Amelia set foot there until she finally decided t