Tom looked at Joy, and said with a smile, \"Joy, go to the room and count to 100. If you finish counting to 100, we will go to Jobee later!\" Jobee was short for Jollibee, Joy’s favorite restaurant. Joy squealed and went into the room, and Tom said to me, \"Turn on the TV.\" I turned on the TV, and the breaking news was being broadcast. \"This morning, a woman was found in an abandoned warehouse in the south of the city. The women was covered with bruises and has traces of suspected sexual assault. The woman has been taken into custody.\" Although the woman’s face had been blurred to protect her identity I still recognized from her body and clothing that it was Maureen. I was shocked. What scared me even more was what Tom had just said to me. He said, it was a gift for me. That means that he was expecting me to be happy to hear it. And that he was responsible for it. I was suddenly sure that I barely knew the man
In the photo, I was wearing a white dress and smiled brilliantly. I don’t remember when this photo was taken. In fact, I couldn\'t remember when I laughed so happily around Marcus Mo. When we were together, I was always terrified. How could I smile this happily? Well, it was a candid photo. Maybe I was with my parents, or my friends. Maybe I was with Tom . The background was blurred, but it was an old photo. It must have been taken with one of those big, high-end cameras, since phones and regular cameras back then didn’t have the capability to blur the background like that. The more important question was, how did Marcus Mo have my photos? The next picture was a portrait of me. It was my college graduation photo. My heart pounding, I opened the computer folder. There were more than 500 pictures in it. I was in each one. From when I was 12 up to when I was 25. Seeing these photos brought back a deluge of memories. The first time I met Marcu
\"That year, the Tang family was already in crisis. I didn\'t help them out. You had run away from me at the hospital, and I wanted to find you so desperately that I took advantage of the crisi to bring you out. Someone had secretly dealt the company the final blow, and the Tang clan went bankrupt in the evening. I already suspected that Maureen may have something to do with it, but there was simply no evidence. It was by coincidence that I found an earring in her room, exactly the same as the one found at the crime scene. I think she was involved in your parents\' death. In other words, it may not have been suicide at all, it was very likely murder. I’m just guessing, but I promise I’ll find out.\" This was nothing new to me, I had found this out long ago. I had stabbed Marcus Mo, thinking he had done it. I can\'t think of how sorry I would have been if I had killed him. Fortunately, he is still alive. Even if we can\'t be together, I want him to be safe. Also, I’v
The doctor came to pry me away from it, but I cried even harder and held Marcus’s body tighter. I couldn’t believe I’ve lost him forever. How can I accept the fact that he’s gone? Even if we can’t be together, at least knowing that he\'s living well somewhere gave me comfort. My heart felt like it’s been torn from my body. “Get up, I haven\'t talked to you!\" \"What do you want to tell him?\" A familiar voice spoke from behind me, making my body stiff in a moment. I slowly turned my head. Marcus Mo had a huge grin on his face. His head was wrapped in gauze and there were several spots of blood on his shirt, but he looked like he was in high spirits. I looked down at the body again. It took a few seconds before I could react. I ran towards Marcus Mo and rushed into his arms. \"Marcus Mo, you’re not dead!” He hugged me tightly and said softly, \"If I die now, I’d be a liar. I haven’t even begun do
She shook her head. \"I didn\'t really kill them.\" “Then what did you do to them?” \"I admit that the bankruptcy of the Tang family was my doing. I never graduated from high school but I learned how to trade stocks, I’m not as stupid as you think I am.” I didn’t see that coming, but trading stocks wasn’t really something one deserves to go to jail for, unless they did so unfairly. “I deserve an inheritance from the family, too,” she said. “It wasn’t fair that everything was going to be given to you.” “Me and Marcus,” I corrected her, and added, “and you know it’s just to keep everything intact. Even if you had treated me like shit, I wasn’t going to turn you out to the streets. You would have kept everything you had.” I paused. “I would have sent you back to school, and given you love, if only you let me. We could have been sisters--” She cut me off. ”He didn\'t want to acknowledge me!” I bowed my head. She’s right, our
That night, Joy insisted on sleeping beside me. It was a strange, old house, and she had never been to a place like this before. To my surprise, Marcus refused. He reasoned with her, \"You’re a big girl now, and when I was your age, I had been sleeping alone for a long time!” Joy threw a tantrum. \"I don\'t want to be your daughter, Marcus Mo. I hate you! You return my mother to me!\" Marcus picked her up, screaming and kicking, and carried her to a room near the hall. As I followed behind them, I noticed that Joy had fallen silent. I helplessly looked at Marcus Mo, and worriedly said, \"Joy is only two years old, is it not too early to let her sleep alone?\" Suddenly, Joy squealed in delight. As I entered the room I saw why. Marcus had remodeled the room. The child’s bed was lined with stuffed animals and colorful pillows. There was a chest filled with toys, and a beautiful night lamp fixed to the wall. The walls had bee
\"Come on. Open your legs. Just relax, okay? I\'m going in.\" Those words didn’t come from my new husband, but a male gynecologist. I had an ovulation injection ten days ago. Two days after my wedding, I was lying on a cold operating table, legs spread apart, exposing my most private body part to a complete stranger. I felt fear and shame even though the doctor, nurses and staff were all very nice and encouraging. \"I’ll try,\" I said reluctantly. I was so scared that my body wouldn\'t stop shaking. As he inserted the vaginal expander, it sent a shockwave of pain and I twitched. The doctor exclaimed in surprise. This gesture caught me off-guard and I got scared. \"This is really difficult to perform on someone with an intact hymen,” the doctor said. The doctor told me to rest for a bit and spoke to another doctor. “Hey, can I have a look at the notes on this one?” I felt so embarrassed that my eyes threatened to
I nodded, grabbed the edge of the bed tightly with both hands and closed my damp eyes. Once again, he slid the equipment inside me. The searing pain made me almost faint. I screamed out in pain. I tried my best not to move my lower abdomen. Beads of sweat trickled down my face as I clenched my teeth so that I wouldn\'t faint from it. Marcus Mo would rather that my first time would be with a cold metal tool than with him. He would never ever want to touch me. I thought that the penetration was the worst of it, I had no idea that the actual egg retrieval was even more painful. A total of ten eggs were taken. When I got off the operating table, I didn\'t even have the strength to stand up straight. I was hoping someone would push me out in a wheelchair but apparently, nobody thought such a simple procedure would be painful enough to incapacitate the patient. It was should normally be a pain-free procedure. As I limped out, Marcus’s face showe