Emily Martin

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  • by Emily Martin When Irene started talking about their past memories, Jenny stole glances at the young couple. Her gaze never left the figure of Lilia, who walked beside Jean while holding hands. Jenny pretended to agree with Irene's words while taking out her cellphone. : "I want you guys to investigate something. But do it carefully and without leaving a trace." The woman explained what she wanted to investigate before sending the message to her subordinates. ***** Jean led Lilia to the sofa where he had…
  • by Emily Martin Jenny lowered her right hand that had been massaging her forehead. The woman's hand then began to play the jade bracelet that was wrapped around her left hand. She put on a friendly smile as she asked, "Lilia, are you from Surabaya?" Lilia snapped out of her mind when she heard Jenny's question. She looked at the older woman and replied, "Yes, that's right." Jenny nodded her head. "How about your parents? Do they also live in Surabaya?" That question made Lilia frown. She could understand that…
  • by Emily Martin Jefferson nodded. "Thank you. Jenny, you can chat with Irene first. I'll go and talk to James," he said to his wife. The man immediately vanished into the crowd without waiting for his wife's reply. Jenny could only sigh as she watched her husband's back move away. "My husband has been barely able to eat or sleep after receiving the news of Mr. Hans's death last night," Jenny said, shaking her head. "He's very worried about James." "Then I have to thank Brother Jeff for worrying about James…
  • by Emily Martin Lilia continued to stare at Jean's back until the man's figure disappeared behind the door. Only then did she turn her gaze to Irene. The older woman was staring out the window as if longing for something. When Irene noticed Lilia's gaze, she immediately put down the napkin in her hand. "The weather outside still looks a little cloudy, but will you accompany me for a walk in the park?" she asked. "Of course, Sister Irene." Lilia agreed with a nod. "I also want to see the Widjaya Family's garden."…
  • by Emily Martin Jean ignored his eldest sister's scolding and pulled Lilia to sit beside Irene. The man briefly nodded at his sister-in-law as a thanks for supporting Lilia. James, not missing the interaction, frowned and looked away. He continued his breakfast with dissatisfaction. Lilia stole a look at James with a guilty expression. she felt that Jean's elder brother had a bad perception of her. This was the first time that a member of the Widjaya Family had shown dislike for her. However, Lilia felt a little…
  • by Emily Martin The next day, Lilia slowly opened her heavy eyelids. The sound of birds chirping outside the window told her that it was morning. Lilia raised her gaze and saw Jean was still sound asleep. The man's face made Lilia think of Jean's back that was covered with terrible scars. The scars reflected the torment and abuse Jean endured 14 years ago. When Lilia saw the scar on Jean's back last night, she could only hug the man tighter. Her fingers traced the rough scars that had damaged the surface of Jean's…
  • by Emily Martin That night, Lilia called Louis and asked his permission to take a few days off. She wouldn't be able to return to Magetan anytime soon because she needed to attend Uncle Hans's funeral. Moreover, Jean was still devastated by the death of his butler. Lilia didn't have the heart to leave her husband grieving on his own. Fortunately, Louis was quite understanding and did not question her further. The director repeatedly confirmed that Lilia would return to filming before finally giving permission.…
  • by Emily Martin Jean led Lilia up to the second floor. They followed a long, tortuous hallway until they finally reached the very end of the room. Jean then paused his step at the door to the room. The silence in the hallway felt heavy. None of the living nor the dead, they never want to stand in the same room like this. Jean began to lose his nerve as he stared at the door to the room. Behind this door, the man he loved more than his own father was lying, waiting to die. The desire to turn around and run away from…
  • by Emily Martin Lilia looked at Jean in surprise. This was the first time that this man had shown such concern for someone other than her. She didn't want to leave Jean alone when the man was clearly shaken by the bad news. Her husband was always by her side whenever she needed him. She also wanted to do the same for Jean. Apart from that, Lilia also wanted to meet the old man who had received her call 14 years ago. People generally wouldn't believe a little girl's words, but Uncle Hans believed her words. Thanks to…
  • by Emily Martin Jean smiled faintly at Lilia's annoyed gaze. He easily lifted his wife's slender body, then carried her into the bathroom. The man pretended not to notice that the tips of Lilia's ears were turning red. After enjoying a relaxing and refreshing bath, Lilia finally regained her energy. She changed into a sky blue blouse and a knitted snow white skirt. Then she slowly walked towards the sofa where Jean was waiting for her. Her steps were still shaky and her legs were staggering a bit, but at least Lilia…
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