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    “STUPID! STUPID!” I punched all my men and threw every appliance that my hand reached. I kept on shouting and messing my hair in so much anger because of what happened.


    Kelly escaped and we we’re unable to find them even after we spent the whole night searching. It’s making me so fcking angry how an invalid man was able to lure every guard I scattered around the mansion just because of a mere shout.


    “Sir-”


    “WHAT?” I red at my right hand man and he immediately bowed his head, fear was visible on his


    face.


    “W–We couldn’t trace the owner of the sports car.”


    I balled my fists that were trembling in so much anger. Emily. Emily and Pierce Anderson are the only people who have guts to go against me.


    If this was one of them, I will make sure that they will suffer in my hands. Especially that bitch, Emily. I’ve been hunting her since she paid Kelly a visit in the flower shop. Everything started when she paid


    her a visit. She must’ve said something to Kelly that messed with her mind. I will never forget that


    woman. I will tear her into pieces and punish everyone around her.


    And if it’s Pierce Anderson… Damn! He won’t be able to live peacefully again. I will ruin him and I will


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    “Tail Emily and Pierce Anderson. Don’te back here without news about Kelly’s whereabouts.”


    “B–But. Sir. Pierce Anderson is in another country-”


    “ARE YOU SAYING HE COULDN’T RIDE A PLANE TO COME HERE?” I shouted at my dumb right hand


    man.


    I need to get Kelly back. She belongs to me. Only to me.


    “Sir, what should we do with Mr. Monroe.”


    I clenched my jaws. “Lock him in his room. Don’t ever show that old man’s face to me.”


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    Kelly’s POV


    “This house is yours?” I asked Emily with doubt.


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    She raised an eyebrow as she opened the main door. “Yes, why?”


    “It doesn’t suit your style.”


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    She chuckled and pointed to the couch. I walked towards there and sat, resting my backfortably. She saved me and brought me to a safe ce but I still couldn’tpletely trust her. After I’ve been fooled, it’s hard for me to trust easily again. I think all of these will make me have trust issues.


    “I know you still don’t trust me but you don’t have a choice. I’m the only one who can help you,” Emily


    said as she took her jacket off and walked towards the kitchen.


    I roamed my eyes around, examining the whole first floor. The house is simple and that’s true that it


    does not match with Emily’s style.


    “Drink.” Emily handed me a ss of water.


    I suddenly felt thirsty so I drank it all without even thinking if it has something that can harm me or


    whatever.


    Emily sat in front of me and crossed her legs. She stared at my face before she took a deep breath.


    “You have to stay here for the meantime. No one will recognize you here since this is a remote area. However, you shouldn’t go out casually just to be careful.”


    I nodded. “I’ll live here alone?”


    “y would suspect me if I stayed here with you. Don’t worry, you’re safe here.”


    I nodded but I thought about something. “Uhm… Can I borrow some money? I didn’t bring anything


    with me.”


    She smirked. “The refrigerator is full of stocks good for 3 days. You’ll stay here for three days until I process everything that you need to leave the country.”


    “Huh?” I was shocked because of what she said.


    I’ll leave the country? I can ept how she helped mest night but helping me leave the country is too much. That is…too good to be true.


    “The only way to escape y’s ws is to leave the country, Kelly. It’s up to you if you will go back but I will help you leave this country in three days.”


    I stared at her and I knew doubt could be mirrored in my eyes. “Why are you doing this? Why are you helping me, Emily?”


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    “Someone paid me arge amount of money to help you. That’s all.”


    I was rmed because of what she said. “Who? Was it my dad?”


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    She smirked and shook her head. “You don’t need to know. What’s important is freeing yourself from your obsessive step brother. He won’t let you go easily, Kelly. And you know him and his bloodline. He has a vast connection and he can track you down in less than a week <i>so </i>you only have three days to prepare yourself to leave.”


    I bit my bottom lip and nodded. I don’t have a choice. Just like what she said, I can only trust her for now because no one is here with me.


    “Follow me.”


    I rose from my seat and followed Emily. She brought me upstairs and opened a room’s door.


    “This is your room. There are clothes inside the cab.”


    She walked towards the cab and from the lower level, she grabbed some clothes and showed it to me. “You can use this to disguise yourself. You will only use this when you’re leaving the country. Your passport and ne ticket will be delivered here so you shouldn’t leave this house.”


    A disguise. Yes. I need that. y will immediately find me if I don’t wear something to hide my identity but will it work in the airport?


    “What if the airport personnel found out that I’m disguised?”


    She smirked arrogantly. “It’s not a problem, Kelly. You don’t need to think about something that will never happen. I’ve already thought this through. You won’t get caught.”


    I nodded. “What about you?“.


    She smiled. “Don’t worry about me.”


    “What if y finds out that you’re helping me?” I couldn’t help but ask as I remembered y’s words when I caught him talking to someone over the phone. I know he’s not joking when he says those words. Reason why I risk my life just to escape from him.


    “He can’t harm me, Kelly. He still needs me.”


    I didn’t understand what she meant but I didn’t ask again. After showing me the whole house, Emily


    handed me some cash.


    “Emily, you already helped me enough.”


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    “This is from your real savior, Kelly. You’ll need this. How can you live in another country if you don’t have money?”


    My real savior… I bit my bottom lip and took a deep sigh before epting the money. Emily smiled again after that. I followed her downstairs as she wore her jacket again.


    “You’re leaving already?”


    She faced me and I was shocked when she gently caressed my baby bump. I don’t know if it’s just me or I really saw pain in her eyes as she caressed my baby bump. Her palms were warm and gentle.


    “Yeah. Remember everything I said, especially the part where you shouldn’t leave the house.”


    I nodded. “Yes. Thank you so much, Emily. For helping me and for giving me a hint about my father’s


    condition.”


    When she looked at my face again, she smiled. “Take care of yourself and your baby. I didn’t risk my life to see you dying or falling into y’s trap again. Do what’s best for you. That’s what matters the


    most.”


    I don’t know what to say so I just stared at her as she walked out of the house and entered her car


    again. I was just staring at the car while thinking about everything that happened and everything she


    had said.


    If she was really paid by someone, why did she show so much care about me and my baby? Normally, a person paid to do something will just send me here and leave immediately but she stayed for a while, told me some words that can lift my spirit and hope. She even instructed me clearly about what


    will happen in three days.


    Her intentions weren’t clear but one thing is for sure… She’s on my side.


    After locking the door and making sure no one’s lurking around, I went upstairs andy on the bed. Right after my backid <i>on </i>the bed, I felt the exhaustion I failed to notice while escaping from y and his men.


    I fell asleep after that and when I woke up, the clock on the bedside table told me that’s past lunchtime already,


    I went downstairs and straight to the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator and true to Emily’s words, the refrigerator is full of food stocks good for three days.


    I started cooking for my lunch and while I’m eating alone, I suddenly thought of my dad. I hope he’s okay. I hope y isn’t really hurting him.


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    Taking a deep sigh, I forced myself to eat for the sake of my baby even if it’s too sad to eat alone.


    So many things have happened to my life and I didn’t know I’de to this point.


    I was thinking about what will happen to my life now while cleaning the dishes. My thoughts were flooding in my head that I decided to roam around the house again. To familiarize with the essibility in case something unexpected happens.


    I discovered there are three rooms upstairs. When I opened the first one, it was just a guest room while the second one seemed to be Emily’s room.


    I’m curious so I invited myself in and checked her room. A picture frame on the bedside table caught my attention. My forehead creased after I saw Emily’s photo with y.


    My lips parted in shock. She said she didn’t love y so why…


    When I lifted the picture frame, I realized the difference. The man isn’t y. They almost have the same features but the man in the picture is smiling, something that would never casually do.


    Who is this man? Why does he look so happy with Emily in the picture and more importantly… Why


    did he resemble y so much?