Do You Really Not Remember Me?
“Gilbert, I missed you. Don’t go. Don’t go…”
Gilbert narrowed his eyes dangerously. He wrenched the woman’s hand away with force, and in one
swift turn, he had her by the neck and pressed her hard against the wall. “Who the hell are you?” Still
intoxicated, he could barely make out who the woman in front of him was, except for the faintest sense
of familiarity.
The woman looked at him sadly, warm tears dripping from her eyes and landing on the back of his
hand.” Do you really not remember me?” she asked.
Gilbert narrowed his eyes, but he still could not make out who she was. He was so upset and irritable
that he flung her to the floor. Wanting to see Kisa now, he stumbled out of the room.
The woman stared grimly at the doorway of the empty room, her clenched fists bursting with blue veins
in hatred. “You will be mine, eventually. Everything you have will be mine, and only mine.”
Kisa did not sleep for the rest of the night after waking up from a nightmare. It was only at dawn that
she got a bit of rest. By the time she got up, it was after 9.00am.
One of the good things about staying in the Mullen residence was that no matter how late she woke up,
the maids would offer to prepare breakfast or lunch for her unless she said she would not eat it.
The maid soon had breakfast ready for her. There were several dishes: pancakes, sandwiches, soups,
milk, and so on. Kisa took a sandwich, a pancake with chili sauce, and a bowl of soup and then went to
the garden at the back.
Sitting in a wicker chair and sunbathing in the garden in winter could not be more relaxing. Vivian was
getting better and Mrs. Mullen Sr.’s attitude toward her was getting kinder.
On her way to the garden, Kisa ran into Mrs. Mullen Sr. who greeted her with a smile. Mr. Mullen Sr.’s
attitude toward her did not seem to have changed, his eyes still looking wily. But it was understandable.
Mrs. Mullen Sr. did not like her and Gilbert previously, because of the affair between Vivian and David
Now that Vivian was getting better, and her animosity toward them had subsided. But Mr. Mullen Sr.
was a different story. He had a grudge against Gilbert because of Sara. Kisa felt upset whenever she
thought of Sara.
Kelvin was also in the garden, sitting in one of the four wicker chairs at a wooden table, surrounded by
planter stands. He was reading the newspaper and completely absorbed, as if some news headline
attracted his attention.
“What are you reading?” Kisa asked.
Kelvin suddenly looked like he was startled and hurriedly hid the newspaper behind him.
“What are you doing?” Kisa became suspicious.
Kelvin glanced at her. “N-Nothing.”
“Then why are you hiding that paper? Can’t you show it to me?”
“Nothing.” Kelvin shook his head and glanced at her tray of breakfast with a smile. “You have got a
good appetite, eating so much.”
“Stop beating around the bush. Let me see the paper.”
“Nothing really. Just the usual stuff. The headline is quite catchy, and the content is… it is hard to
describe.” Kelvin would not give her the paper, and instead clutching it tighter and tighter behind his
back.
Kisa was not pushing him. It was not like he was the only one who had the paper. She could read it if
she wanted to.
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