Something is wrapped heavily around me.

My eyes shot open upon realising that Lucas had his arms wrapped around me while he sleeps. My head is buried on his chest as his boyish scent fills my nostrils. His eye closed as his mouth closed but his breathing was heavy.

Frequently, I would change the damp towel over his forehead but I stopped when it was already near midnight. I fell asleep beside him but I didn't notice when did he wrapped his arms around me like this. Slowly, I removed myself from his grip and carefully so that he won't wake up. When I finally break free, I placed my hand on his forehead to check if he had some fever, he still does.

I forgot to give him a medicine last night but I didn't know if he had a medicine cabinet here. I am prositive that I don't have any more with me so I will just rely on his resources.

When I got into the kitchen, Bruno greeted me with enthusiasm as he always does. "Hi, boy." rubbing his head, he lets out a satisfied sound as he follows me around. He stands by my side as I search his fridge so I can make him some breakfast but I'm not surprised when I saw that he doesn't have much in his fridge. Great, what can I make out of these?

Oh well, at least he has butter, milk, eggs and flour. Ingredients that can make some pancakes.

I freely let myself fool around his kitchen and I didn't know if Lucas would even be happy if he finds out about me cooking here. But he needs to eat so I still need to make him something.

Almost done with half of the pancakes when I heard a door opened, and that was from his bedroom. Lucas appears and his hair is a mess, his eyes searching for me around.

"Good morning." The smile on his face cannot be measured. "It's still early, you should just slept longer."

I was transferring the pancake on the plate while fighting the urge to smile in return. This butterflies in my stomach is getting crazy as I just want to squeal. I really missed moments like this more than anything. "Breakfast time. You still have fever so don't go to work today."

Lucas grins and sits down on the stool. "Yes, Ma'am." he playfully made a western accent and even bows his head. "I appreciate you taking care of me last night, Talia. I didn't know you still care that much for me."

I rolled my eyes and got flushed there. "I am only doing it because I feel guilty. I'm just returning the favor when you brought me home and got sick because of me. Don't take it seriously."

"Shame. I always take everything serious when it comes to you." He winked at me then raised from the stool to walk over to me. "I'm surprised you got something out of the limited resources I got."

His presence was behind me and my back automatically straighten up, feeling his warmth behind me. "What do you even cook when you're here?"

"I don't have any time to cook. Whenever I got out of the office, I would just eat outside or buy any microwavable food." He replied, watching me finish this pancake I'm cooking. "Maybe you can cook for me instead?"

"What am I? Your maid?" I laugh sarcastically.

"Nope, my wife." he retort.

"Tsk, in a different situation, Lucas. I am only doing this because I am doing a favor." I rolled my eyes and transferred the last pancake on the plate. "Alright, eat up."

"Eat with me then." He replied.

"Nah, I just made that for you." I replied, wiping my hands.

His eyebrows touched and placed a different plate for me and put some pancake on there. "I won't let you just stand there and watch me eat the pancake that you made, Talia. Please, eat with me." he even pulled me down to sit beside him.

"Fine" I sigh, since when did my head wins over my easy heart.

Breakfast with him, brings back so many memories. I missed him so much and I won't get sick of saying that over and over again.

"So, any plans for today?" He asked me.

I shake my head. "I don't think so, I just need to finish some work."

"I heard that you are going that you just started a foundation." Lucas mentioned.

My head tilted on the side. How did he knew about that? I haven't told anyone aside from Valentin and Mercedes and they are impossibly having communication with him. "You heard?"

Lucas blushed for a bit and avoided my eye contact. "No, I...I asked."

"Asked?" still not conviced at that point.

"You got my point." He bluntered before continuing his meal. I was just couldn't move or do anything, as if my guts is telling me that this is wrong. Spending time with Lucas and making myself happy cannot be combined anymore even though he's the one that can really make me this happy. As if there is still a big wall between us and I kept on repeating this to myself. All my worries are all because of him.

How can I tell Valentin about this? I have always been the bad one in the relationship and I'm only making the poor man assume that I can make myself fall for me. But to be in fact, God forbid but I really can't. Call me everything horrible but I really can't love Valentin more than a best friend and I don't know how to make people understand my situation.

I gulped and somehow got some senses. Lucas noticed my action and he immediately sensed that there is something wrong again.

"Am I the evil one here, Lucas?" I just blurted out, clearly not in the right thought. "I...I left and you cheated...you had your own reasons and so did I but now...you are and engaged and I have a boyfriend, we are both making a sin to those people who picked us up and loved us. Tell me, am I a bad person?"

Lucas's eyes darken at my question. Those green powerful eyes that can make my melt so damn fast and just fall directly to him. "You were never the evil one here, baby. All you did was love and fight for me and I was this uneducated man who has been an eyesore to everyone. People thinks of me that money can easily manipulate me and that's what they have been doing. And I, fool enough to watch and listen to them and thinking that this might be a way to save my wife. So she can introduce me to her family without having a fear that they will look down on me."

Lucas holds my hand that was on top of the table and squeezes it.

I am trying to fix the puzzle and try to line the things he said. As if he is hinting something in there of the reason of our separation.

" What do you mean, Lucas? People look down on you? Who?" I questioned, eyes frowned and he only avoided eye contact. Biting his lower lip to unable himself to speak.

"How was your father, Talia? Still ill?" He twisted the topic to something else to avoid it once again. He always avoids it.

"I-I don't know...he's weak and...Nate says that there is something wrong between him and Mom that I can't find out yet." I replied, softly before looking into his eyes again deeply and demand an answer. "Lucas, please tell me. What are you trying to imply here?"

Lucas pulls back his hand, taking mine instead and kissed my fingers with gentle. "Now is not the right time, my love. You will know soon. You don't know enough for me to start telling you. I don't want them to come from me or else, more chaos might happen." he taps my cheeks slightly before standing up and made his way to the coffee maker.

His words leaving a mark inside my mind. More secrets and more revelations that I must search for.

Why can't Lucas tell me?

Does this got something to do with my parents? Well, I'm not surprised if my Dad got himself involved in here as well but whatever he did, he went way across the line here. I don't feel good about this but I must find out how did everything comes to an end like this. And it is frustrating that Lucas won't even tell me because it is not his potion to say, then whose position it is then?

That day the only thing in my mind is about this but I really can't let it win over and be miserable about it. I must move and find some answers from my Mom first. All of these have a possibility to be answered by her so I am seeking chances.

The next day, I decided to visit my parents at the hotel where Nate is too. I haven't informed anyone that I will be coming so they will surely be surprised at my sudden visit. Of course, who would have thought that I will be coming back here after everything that happened.

I arrived at Nate's floor and the elevator opens at his office directly.

His eyes widen seeing me step in. "Hey, what brings you here?" Nate rises from his seat and immediately welcomes me and points me to sit down at the sofa.

"Hi, I just want to stop by for a short visit." I told him. "Is Mom and Dad here?"

"Mom isn't here but Dad is. He is resting upstairs and told everyone not to bother him." Nate walks over to the small fridge he had and brings out a bottle of wine. "You want?"

Too bad, mom is not here. I'm not going have any information out of my Dad so it is just a waste of time going up there. Especially now that he told everyone that no one should bother him.

I shook my head. "Nah, but I would like to have some coffee, please."

Nate calls a maid and told her to serve some coffee before sitting down at the opposite side. He is eying me suspiciously as if he is reading what's going on in my mind. "What is your real purpose for coming here, Talia. I know you won't just come visit without any reasons."

Okay, no more hanging around the bush here so, out with it. "I am here to get some answers from Mom."

His head tilted on the side. "What?"

I arranger my sit properly before proceeding. "I want to hear it straight from my Mom what happened when Lucas and I broke up. Why is everything is a mystery for me and no one is answering my questions."

"Wait, I do not follow." Nate's eyebrows furrowed. "Are you implying that our parents had something to do with your husband cheating on you?"

"Yes!"

The maid comes back with our coffee causing for our conversation to pause for a moment. After serving it to us, Nate dismisses them so we could continue.

"Talia, your husband cheated on you with Silvia Welsberge. End of story."

"No, it isn't just like that! All this time, I've been believing that Lucas cheated on me but as I seek for some answers, it doesn't seem like it. Yes, he cheated on me but there is someone behind it. Someone controlling him so I can hate him!" I urged on.

Nate sigh and signals me to calm down."Talia, my dear...you are blinding yourself with your love with Lucas again. I don't think our parents can even do that to their daughter. Matter of fact, they cannot even let you suffer"

"Think about it, Nate. They hate him and Dad was able to kick us out of our house. Fired Lucas and had paid everyone to not hire him to any job. Dad almost killed our friend who helped us. Me. So tell me, they can't make their daughter suffer? They already did made me. " I replied, my voice raising.

"You're right, I made you suffer with that rat." a voice thunders around us.

We both raised our hair to see the staircase where my Dad is standing, holding a cane to help him stand. He looks even weaker than the last time that I saw him and that was just a week ago. He slowly and figidly walk down the stairs until he reaches us.

"That was the only way to make you realise your idiocy at that time. You turned down everything and  you even turned your back on us just for that boy."

"So, did you blackmailed him or something so he can leave me?"

Dad gulps and avoided an eye contact. "I would never do such thing."

"Dad..."

"Leaving him was the wisest decision you made, Talia. And now look at you, where are you now. Successful. Powerful and you know how the real world works now." Dad lectured. "You two turned your backs on us when you fell in love and what did it caused you? In the end, you came back to us and you will thank us when you really realised how much power will save you. Not that stupid love you have been fighting for."

Before he could even finish his speech, tears are already pouring down my eyes. How can he be so cruel?

How can he think power will save us?

"You are heartless, Dad. I can't believe I am hearing this from my own father." I muttered, biting my lower lip to stop myself to whimper. Nate comes to my side and tried to help me control my temper.

"Still immature, I see." Dad scornfully snigger before proceeding to walk away. "Nate, haven't I told you before that I don't want anything to bother me."

Pain quickly spreads inside my chest. Such a brute doesn't deserve a single respect from anyone.

"Don't you worry, old man. I won't come bothering you again. You imbecile." I brush off Nate's hands and stomped back towards the elevator. But before I could even press the button, the door opens and Mom was there and quickly looked shock upon seeing me.

" What's happening here?" Mom asked, looking at me and back to the people behind me.

"Talk to your husband. I am not wasting another second in this damned hotel." I quickly steps inside the elevator and escapes this hell hole. This place never gave me happiness anyway to why do I keep on bothering to come back. All these half hinted revalations are slowly killing me and no one is bothering to give me a serious answer.

I feel so blindsided with this one. Now who the fuck can give me the right answers?

Everyone is just giving me these unanswered questions that they cannot give me answers. Damn.

Now I do not who is really been playing me all this time?

To be continued...

I'm so sorry for the late update everyone. Been so busy these past few days especially finals are up and I have tons of works to do here. Good thing I was able to even finish this chapter which I've been writing for almost a month now. Jeez, wish me luck though.