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
I’m feeling a bit of discomfort in my belly right now. The doctor had told me that if the fluid build-up is severe, the operation will be postponed. As I took a step up the stairs, my hair got yanked hard from behind and I fell down. When I looked up, I met Maureen\'s eyes. Maureen is very beautiful, but boy, did she have a huge attitude problem. She was pulling my hair really hard and it felt like my scalp was getting torn off my head. \"Maureen, let go!\" I screamed, struggling to free myself from her. She held on tight. Marcus’s sister has always been a spoiled brat but she always kept her distance. Now that Marcus is not here, she is much more hostile towards me. I glared at her furiously. She kept her grip on my hair so I struck her in the arms. Maureen was shocked and stunned and she finally let my hair go. I stood up and stared at her arms. I don’t think I punched her very hard but there were huge purple bruises where I had
Maureen turned her head and moved closer to Marcus Mo. Her loose hair somewhat blocked my view. But there was no mistaking what I just saw. She was kissing my husband. He didn\'t push her away. He didn’t even blinked nor flinched at all. What’s going on? They are siblings! No matter how close they are to each other. This is not right! I remembered when I tried to kiss Marcus Mo during our wedding. He pushed me away, as I repulsed him. I’ve known Marcus Mo since we were young, and he wasn’t the type who would cheat. If anything, he was a stickler for the rules. But this? Him and Maureen? No! I\'ll talk to him about this as soon as possible! There must be a reasonable explanation. My mind went blank as I rushed downstairs. As soon as they came through the door, I ran up to Marcus Mo and hugged him. I looked at the face of the man I love. \"Marcus, we’re going to have a baby,\" I happily said to him.
I stood as he walked back into his room. Yes, I know that. But hearing it from him, saying it to my face, is really painful. My presence here was just a side-effect of the deal between our old folks. To him, it was only my child than mattered. No one can deny that I was here to only to bear the child of Marcus Mo. I was here so that he would be the rightful heir to all the possessions and shares from several companies the old man owned when he came of age. I, more than anyone else, knew of this since I’ve been told of our arranged marriage since I was a child. But still, was a little love from him too much to ask? As he reminded me of this sad truth, my heart sank. It felt like a part of me died. A week passed. I was in my room and sitting on the bed, lost in thought. I tried to find something comforting to keep myself from going crazy. As I looked at the window, my eyes fell on the jewelry box on the bedside table. I picked it up