“Pops, Dr Bertha... We have good news for you,” I greeted them in the recreation room. They were initially arguing about which Sumbawa’s horse was the prettiest, but upon hearing my opening words and seeing the radiant joy on Anne's and my faces, they put down the tablet that had captured their attention and redirected their gaze towards us, their eyes widening with raised eyebrows, curious."You two are going to be great-grandparents!" Anne shouted, rushing to hug them tightly, unable to hide her happiness. Their eyes widened even more."Ohoho! Is that true? I'm going to be a great-grandfather?" Mr Rocky asked."I'm going to be a grandfather? How delightful!" Dr Bertha happily commented.Both Mr Rocky and Dr Bertha asked me to come closer, grabbed me by the hand, and we all embraced each other. This happiness and closeness reminded me of that traumatic night, the night before Helen went to prom with Bash Merrick when she had just receiv
"Who are you?" Elliot asked, pointing to the man who had just barged into his office, a knife held to his terrified secretary's throat."S-sorry, sir," the frightened secretary pleaded with Elliot."Let her go; you've got my attention now," Elliot said, waving his hand to signal Igor to release the secretary.With a sinister chuckle, Igor let go of the secretary. He eagerly licked the blood drops at his knife from the secretary's throat, displaying a twisted sense of satisfaction. Elliot frowned at the strange behaviour of the man in front of him. However, he remained unfazed; he knew that this man had no intention of killing him. From his actions, Elliot could deduce that this man was just an emissary.'Rupert, perhaps?' he guessed in his mind. 'No... Could it be Gatsby? Although I don't know why this man is dealing with me.' Elliot speculated in his thoughts."I'm delivering this letter from Gatsby to you, and an immediate response is expected," Igor grinned with an air of politenes
“Hmph!”“Hmph!”The sound of someone attempting to speak as their mouth is muffled echoed from next to Lyan's isolation cell. Then there were loud knocks on the door, using the head."What, Bash?" Erwin asked, redirecting his attention to Bash.Lyan's eyes widened upon hearing Erwin; his crying stopped."What did you say?! Bash?!" Lyan snapped, but Erwin ignored him, moving to the cell next to it, squatting in front of the cell holding Bash."You've heard everything, haven't you? How your friend secretly want to kill you?""Lies!! Hey, Erwin! You're lying! That's not Bash, right? You're just playing with me, aren't you?!" Lyan yelled again, this time pulling and shaking the bars of his cell to get Erwin's attention back."How does it feel? Betrayed by your own friend? Who wants your death secretly? Does it hurt? Or is it just normal for you? How does it feel when your feelings are played with, and you're helpless like this? Enjoyable? This is a game you often play on your bullying vic
"This is the baby's sack, Anne; the features are not visible yet as it's still very young," Dr. Bertha informed Anne, showing her the 2D ultrasound screen, which excited Anne even though the baby in her womb hadn't taken a recognisable form yet."Wow... But it's true, right, doc, that I'm pregnant? The result of my test pack is accurate, isn't it?" Anne tried to reassure herself."Yes, look here, the thickened area surrounding this small grape-sized hollow space, that's the thickening of your uterine wall, ready to accommodate the fetus that will develop in your amniotic sac," pointed Dr. Bertha while explaining to Anne, who was watching with enthusiasm.Her eyes occasionally glanced at the area below her navel; she still couldn't believe that a baby, her own child, was growing there. She was about to become a mother, and an incredible feeling of love suddenly filled her heart. And she couldn't stop smiling, especially when she knew that Danzel also welcomed the presence of their chil
Anne realised her childish behaviour and wanted to retract her words. She hurried to apologise to Danzel, but it was too late. Danzel had already boarded, and shortly after, his helicopter took off.Watching Danzel's helicopter fade into the distance, Anne still hoped she could rectify the misunderstanding. She cursed herself for not being able to control her words."I went too far with my words; how could I be jealous of the deceased," thought Anne. "He must be really disappointed in me... how foolish I am," she muttered to herself.As she turned to head back to her room, she passed Meha, who was smoking on the balcony. Meha noticed Anne's restlessness."What's wrong, Anne? You seem troubled," Meha greeted her. Anne stopped and took a seat next to Meha, who promptly put out her cigarette and cleared the smoke away from Anne."I think I made a huge mistake..." Anne complained with a sad face, her shoulders slumped."Is that why Danzel left with such a grim expression?" Meha asked."Ye
"Why?" I asked Gatsby, my face clearly showing anger that I couldn't hide. I had just arrived and opened the door when I threw that question at him without any previous context.Gatsby was seated in his oversized chair in the port's fisheries warehouse office, taken aback by my sudden arrival. I managed to bypass his crew's security as they had seen me visit Gatsby a few times before and allowed me in."Rupert! What a surprise. Why didn't you notify me beforehand?" Gatsby welcomed me with a broad, fake smile."Stop your nonsense and face me like a man, Gatsby. That's if you still have any dignity left in you. After the lame betrayal you did to me, you've truly shattered my trust," I lashed out, leaving no room for ambiguity.Gatsby didn't seem offended. He took a deep breath and exhaled. "No matter how many reasons I provide to you now, I'll always sound wrong in your ears. So, insult me as you wish, I'll accept it gracefully," Gatsby replied, gesturing for one of his men in the room
"Alex, come to my office," ordered Elliot to his future son-in-law over the phone.[Sorry, I have something to attend to. I'll come another time,] Alex declined. Elliot furrowed his brows. It was the first time Alex had gone against his words. In the background, Elliot could hear the whirring of helicopter blades spinning fast."Are you out of town?" he inquired.[None of your business. By the way, why did you call me Elliot? Are you planning to end our partnership? Remove my position from Merrick Corp?] guessed Alex, surprising Elliot with his accurate assumption."You're thinking too far ahead. Have you forgotten to take your calming pills today?" taunted Elliot. Alex chuckled on the other end, sounding like an entirely different person.[Oh, Elliot... This time, I'll let you feel like the all-knowing father. By the way, if you want to cancel my marriage to Camilla, your cheap and foolish daughter, I'll do it gladly. But as for the unpaid costs, they're on you, right?] replied Alex.
After sorting out my business with Gatsby, I intended to announce the letter's contents to the public immediately. However, suddenly, the system displayed an 'urgent matter' sign on the screen.‘What's happening?’ I asked.[Something is happening at the safe house. I can't access it due to limited surveillance cameras there, but I heard gunshots.]Hearing the system's report, I panicked, abandoning the press conference. I instructed the helicopter pilot to fly me back to the safe house.Throughout the journey, my mind was restless, imagining the worst and the possibilities. If something happened to Anne, I would never forgive myself. Especially since the last time we met, we ended it with anger and misunderstanding. At a time when I should have showered her with affection because she carried our child, I made her uneasy with my own feelings.How I wished she knew now the depth of my love for her. Whatever she said wouldn't make me turn away; I would be happy to welcome her pregnancy,