"Chloe... please help me..."

"Please find this man for me." The woman's voice was hoarse. His breath was up and down even looked so hard. Chloe put her ear closer. She was trying to feel what the woman next to him was saying. "Who's the man? Then why am I looking for him, Sis?" he asked, confused. He didn't understand what Kimmylie meant. A tear fell down Kimmylie's eye. He struggled to answer his sister's question. But there wasn't much he could do. His whole body even felt stiff. "Because only you can find it." This time Chloe shook her head again and again. "No! You have to be healthy and find the man yourself," she said firmly. He blatantly refused what was asked by Kimmylie. "I don't have time anymore..." Kimmylie said quietly. His voice was getting weaker. "The man's business card is in my bag. Please, find him for me." Chloe grabbed Kimmylie's wrist, gripping it so tightly she was afraid to leave. "Why should I look for him, Sis? Did he cause all this? Was this man the one who hurt you?" Chloe continued to chase as Kimmylie's condition grew weaker and weaker. "Please... promise to find him. This man is the one who..." Before Kimmylie could finish her sentence, the woman's breath hitched. Then not long after, losing consciousness until finally declared dead. In a state of shock, Chloe reached for Kimmylie's handbag. Look carefully for the name card that his biological brother means. Then finally found a business card and a handkerchief belonging to a man who made him furious until now.

***

Chloe woke up with such a heavy head. After his consciousness was ideally collected, he hastily straightened up, grabbed the glass of water on the nightstand and drank it down to the toilet. I don't know, and countless more nightmares come in every sleep. Kimmylie's death a few years ago left a giant puzzle to be solved. He was very sure the woman who became his older brother died of unnatural causes. Chloe remembered the doctor's statement at the time. "There are many bruises all over his body. According to the post-mortem, your brother was severely physically abused. If you look closely, the corner of his lower lip is even torn. It is possible that he was hit by a slap so hard. the edge of her cheek. Chloe could feel how sick Kimmylie was being treated like an animal. In fact, another fact revealed by the team of doctors was able to make her heart pop out of her chest cavity. "You need to know, Miss Kimmylie did not die alone. There was a baby in her stomach that was also a victim." Chloe was almost crazy to confirm this one statement. "Do you mean the doctor?" "Yes, your brother is pregnant. Even though she's already four months pregnant." By hearing that fact, Chloe could only sit limply. Cursing fate for why she was so mean to Kimmylie. The woman who had always loved her, protected her even so took care of her. Why should Kimmylie? be kind to anyone. Chloe herself went to great lengths to get the team of doctors to keep all these facts from Dylan. Made up the story that Kimmylie died in an accident. She didn't want her father, who was undergoing post-heart surgery at the time, to know the truth. kill that bastard, Sis!" Chloe mumbled. She tightly gripped the photo of her and Kimmylie hugging. "But ... before he dies, I have to make him suffer first. I want that man to feel the pain you feel. I want that man to know what it's like to love and then suddenly hurt because of the loss." Revenge so gripped Chloe. Her determination was made up. She had even made plans to see the man who had hurt her sister suffer.

Yes, Chloe wanted to make sure herself. She was the one who crushed the man to ashes. After cleaning up and taking medicine, Chloe decided to go downstairs. There was already his father sitting alone enjoying breakfast. Intending to join, he then approached Dylan. "Morning, Dad," said Chloe, kissing her father's cheek. "Morning, Darling. How was your sleep?" Dylan asked, taking the America sandwich in his hand. "I didn't sleep well last night." Dylan stopped what he was eating and then frowned in surprise. But it didn't take long for his face to return to normal. "Nightmare? Or because you're drunk again?" Chloe just shrugged her shoulders. He did not answer for sure what was the reason he did not sleep well. "Dad already told you to stop drinking. Luckily last night, a good man drove you. If only bad people hurt you or commit a dangerous crime, Papa would be crazy for losing you." "Goodman?" Chloe asked. Now it was his turn to show a surprised expression. Dylan nodded. "Yes, security and maid said you were escorted by a man last night." Chloe was silent for a moment, trying to guess who the man who had brought her home might be. He had completely forgotten what happened last night. Too late in pain, remembering Kimmylie made him decide to spend time at the American Bar. All he remembered last night was drinking so much vodka that he forgot what happened to him. Chloe took a deep breath and then spoke. "Leave it alone. I don't care who takes me. The most important thing is now I'm fine. I can even accompany Papa for breakfast this morning." Dylan smiled then took Chloe's hand. "Sure. That's the most important thing. By the way, if you're not feeling well today, you should rest. Let the secretary handle your work." Chloe nodded, agreeing to Dylan's orders. After confirming the stable condition of his son, the man decided to get ready to go to work.

****

It had been more than thirty minutes since Jacob and Nicholas sat across from Edward. They even look like mosquitoes that are not considered to exist. A few hours ago, the three of them had made an appointment to have lunch together at a regular restaurant. But when they arrived, what Jacob and Nicholas found was Edward acting strangely. The man had been sitting quietly, watching something. Jacob even believed that his best friend was seeing a photo of someone stored on his cell phone. Frustrated because he had been ignored for too long, Nicholas couldn't help but rebuke his rival. "Ed, I think you need to see a doctor," Nicholas said, starting the conversation. Edward shifted his gaze from the phone to Jacob and Nicholas in turn. "Why do you have to go to the doctor? Who is sick?" he asked in amazement. Nicholas chuckled loudly. "You need a doctor's attention. I've been watching you smile for over half an hour for no reason like crazy." Hi Nicholas. He is good at sneering. Edward glared disapprovingly. "Idiot! I'm like this because I'm too happy, Nick. For some reason, every day, I'm increasingly convinced that the woman I slept with the other day was indeed God sent for me." Nicholas leaned forward, holding out his right hand to hold Edward's forehead. Check the man's body temperature. "Looks like you are sick, Ed." Jacob, who was initially silent, finally laughed at Nicholas' behaviour towards Edward. He even knew what made his best friend so happy. Is he in love right now? An Edward Martin, a man who previously did not believe in commitment, suddenly falls in love. It's something that should be celebrated. Still, in disbelief, Jacob moved the chair he was sitting on and asked a question. "What makes you so sure she's the right fit for you?" Edward smiled. "How many times have women tried to escape, but God brought us together many times.

Isn't that a soul mate?" He looked proud in every sentence. "Last night, we even accidentally met again." In his sitting position, Nicholas smiled sarcastically. "That's not a match, Ed. It's just a coincidence," He did enjoy messing with the happiness of the man in front of him. "Damn it!" Just as he finished swearing, Edward frowned reflexively. Looking at Jacob's gaze which was hard to decipher. "Why?" Edward asked then. Jacob took a deep breath. "I hope this time your instincts about matchmaking are true. I don't want you to make the wrong decision. If you forgot, you didn't even know this woman before." Jacob's statement made Edward gasp. The playful expression that had always stuck with him instantly disappeared. Jacob's words had some truth in it. Chloe was someone he didn't even know before. Hans to investigate. There's nothing strange about Chloe. If you want to know, he is the youngest child of Dylan Arley." "Owner of the Arley hotel chain?" Nicholas asked.

Edward nodded confidently. "Yes, he is the son of the Arley conglomerate," Edward said. This woman's weight beet seed is relatively straightforward and meets the criteria as a companion of Martin's noble descent." This time it was Jacob who responded. "Yes, that's why I---" "It's useless, Ken," Nicholas cut in purposely. you should have asked. But more to the point, does that woman want to be the wife of an Edward Martin?" Edward's face darkened. "Bastard! You say as if I don't deserve to be any woman's companion, Nick." Nicholas and Jacob laughed in unison at Edward. The man soon rose from his seat. But before leaving, he said again. "I'll prove it to you, if a woman that's really my mate. Even if he keeps refusing, I swear I'll make him crazy about me. Either way, I'll do it." **** After spending lunch with Jacob and Nicholas, Edward rushed to his car to go to a coffee shop on the outskirts of London. Not without reason, he went to this place. Remembering when eating This afternoon, Hans sent him information via text message that Chloe was spending time alone at a coffee shop. Not wanting to lose the moment, Edward decided to follow suit. It was true what Hans said. When he entered the coffee shop, Edward caught the corner of his eye where Chloe was sitting alone. Not far from the cashier desk. Edward quickly brought himself over to him. "You seem to like being alone." Chloe's eyes flashed once. Her face was the same as usual. It was expressionless. "What do you want this time?" asked the woman—Edward was silent for a moment. Then continued to say. "I just want to return your bag that was left in my car." He then handed over the handbag Chloe's, which had been left behind last night. Luckily that thing can be used as an excuse to meet. "Okay..." Chloe reached for the bag Edward was thrusting. "Thank you." short, dense and clear. That's all Chloe said. Taking a deep breath, Edward leaned back against the chair. "Are you a talkative woman? Or what?" he asked curiously. No...no, Edward was even more curious this time. Was this attitude only Chloe aimed at him? Or, indeed, Chloe is a cold woman. "It's up to you to speculate as to what. I have no obligation to answer your questions." Again Chloe answered. "Geez Chloe. What did I actually do wrong with you? I even want to take responsibility for what we did a while ago. I'm also trying hard to convince you. Actually, why do you always avoid me?" said Edward. There was a hint of frustration tucked into his sentence. The woman chose to take a sip of the green tea in her hand before answering. "Because you're not my criteria, Mr. Edward Martin. So stop following me." Chloe then got up from her seat. Choose to leave Edward. When he reached the exit threshold, Edward also got up and called. "Chloe..." The woman turned her head. He furrowed his eyebrows questioningly. But, instead of answering, Chloe just kept quiet, letting Edward finish his sentence. "You can keep avoiding me, but I'm sure God will bring us together again after this." Chloe just smiled wryly in response to Edward's words. He chose to twist his body then go carefree.