
Emily shakes holding her black umbrella. The wind of the night does not make him fall cold. His heart is full of anger. Every rage devoured the freezing feeling of his body. He looked at his mother who was still sitting crouching under every shade of rain. The middle-aged woman did not want to leave the courtyard of hers, which no longer belonged to her.
Emily held out a hand. Trying to help his mother to stand up.
"I want to stay. It's my house!" Lauren brushed off his daughter's hand.
"It's not our house anymore, Mom!"
"You're the cause!" lauren yelled against the sound of the rain that almost consumed every word, inaudible.
"I'm not the cause!"
Plaque! The slap came so hard.
"If the heir Ruan likes you, and marries you. You saved your father from death. Saving our home. Didn't make me cold, and I got sick."
Emily took off her umbrella. Let the flying wind blow her umbrella. Let the rain wash over his body. Rinai rain also disguises her tears.
"How can I force Ruan to like me, if he has liked someone else."
Lauren laughed and grimaced later. His eyes were pinched, and his hands clamped his daughter's chin.
"Do you know that every couple doesn't start falling in love with each other. Many couples out there start with love that just claps one hand. Then why are they together? Because the one who loves it will always insist, persevere and get rid of."
The deg! Emily wiped away the water that was holding her face, she stood hugging her mother.
"I couldn't get Anna out of Ethan's heart for a second. I've tried it, erasing the trace of the girl in Ethan's heart. However, Ethan says it's been a long time that the heart has been stolen, and it won't be able to beat back at others."
Lauren pushed Emily. Emily fell down on the waterlogged ground.
"Because you failed. You destroyed everything. How did you make it up to him? I don't want to be a bum."
Finished saying, Lauren walked towards the gate by dragging her suitcase.
Emily was fixated on staring at every dirty puddle that was soaking up wetting her expensive dress. For the first time in his life, he fell to the ground miserably like this . She was a tehormat princess with a pair of golden legs who never stumbled falling to the ground. It seems sad today.
"How should I help myself?" Emily fell into a daze for a moment. Then, spread his eyes looking for his mother.
Emily got up soon. Running chase. Kala, Lauren has called a taxi and doesn't care about him.
Lauren's in the taxi. Taxi doors closed. Taxi ready to walk.
"Mother!"
Emily ran and shouted in the middle of the darkness that scared her. However, he refused to freeze himself.
Taxi's slowing. Kala, the Taxi driver saw the beautifully dressed figure chasing with all his might from his middle rearview mirror.
"Mother, wait. Don't leave me." Emily chases and knocks on the Taxi window after the taxi stops walking.
Lauren held her breath. He lowered his window and looked at his daughter.
"If you want to come with me. Do you have to do whatever I want?"
Emily stupid. He was afraid of living. He nodded his head, accepting whatever it was. He didn't want to part with his mother, even for a second.
Lauren opened the taxi door. Shift to the end of the chair. Leave room for Emily to get into the taxi.
Emily relieved. He looked at Lauren who was still acting coldly towards him.
"Where are we going?"
"Meet my friend, and we get rid of Anna."
The deg! Emily is surprised.
"removing?
Lauren grabbed Emily's hand. Rubbing warm.
"I believe you're a great girl. You just need to be a little mean, tease even more, and plunge Ruan into your grasp. That's how a girl gets a diamond or gold on every finger, wrist and neck."
Emily held her breath. He just looked down at her hand that had been warmly rubbed.
Lauren smiled as if she had gotten Emily's approval.
An Hour Later ....
Lauren got off earlier than Taxi, followed by Emily later. Two black figures disguised in the darkness walked into a hotel that looked famous and majestic in the city. The Paris Hotel.
A roomboy arrives at the lobby door line. Being prepared will prevent the presence of two figures who look soaked and look homeless. However, the pieces of clothing they wore, looked luxurious and beautiful. The hotel manager was doubtful. Moreover, Lauren's aristocratic gaze managed to clear her doubts.
Lauren walked over to the reception desk. By mentioning only one man's name. The respsionist handed over two presidential room cards to Lauren.
Emily blinked her eyes. He's washed away in confusion. It turns out that his mother still has someone who can support him.
"Emily."
Emily approached her mother. His steps seemed very doubtful. Fearful. Vibrates.
"Part your room."
Lauren walked first to the elevator.
"We slept apart?" emily asked after standing in line with her mother in the elevator.
"certain. Tonight I have to accompany someone. To wake up from failure."
Emily was empty and sick when she heard the answer, "Mom, you just died? How could you betray that fast?"
Lauren turned. Giving a cynical look. Mournfully. Miris.
"Don't be stupid. The dead cannot rise up and be jealous."
"...."
"Because of loyalty to the dead. It will not save life at this time. He was my date a long time ago anyway, and he's your real father."
Dugm! Thunder seemed to split the sky. Surprising. How that fact left Emily's palate torn, bloody, invisible. However, it almost made his breathing stop.
"You lied to mom?"
Lauren smiled cynically, "I told you. Not all women who are at the top are innocent, innocent, and stupid. You should be too."
Ting! Open elevator.
Emily walked after her mother along the hallway. Emily stopped behind her mother.
"Your room is different from mine."
Emily held her breath looking at the number of her room.
Blam it! The bedroom door just closed, and the sound of Clamps was heard!
Emily was empty for a moment. He walked to his room. His room is at the end of the hall. However, he was still able to peer out of the keyhole to see his mother's room.
Emily let herself get wet. He has no intention of changing. He did not feel the slightest cold. He continued to stand with his eyes constantly attached to the ventilation hole of the door. What he wants to see is? Who is that man, his real father.
Not long after. The one Emily was waiting for, had come. The man looks a big height with a gray blazer cut, and matching pencil pants. The man was seen knocking on the door of his mother's room. Not long after his mother came to open the door, and let the man into the room.
After that, the door closed. The corridor looks empty. Silent. Depressing.
...꧁❤ &Anna &Ethan꧂...