The Twins and My Escape to Freedom

Edgar approached us with a flushed face, gave me a quick glance and then helped Grace up. His piercing gaze made me a little afraid to face him.

"I warned you not to misbehave, Sharon." His words were very pressing, his cold tone making me almost freeze where I stood.

"I... I didn't do it."

"Stop acting like a child. Being born into a rich family makes you act like one."

My hands clenched into fists, as Edgar blithely brought my family's offensive origins into our conversation.

"I said, I didn't do it!" I shouted emotionally, tired of being blamed by those who were supposed to be the main characters in this game.

Grace seemed to be squeezing the hem of Edgar's coat, while Edgar gave me a glare. Compared to me, he should probably be the one feeling the most emotion.

"Go home. Don't expect me to come back if you still have the same attitude. I shouldn't have brought you here in the first place."

"I didn't think you could do this, Edgar. After what I've sacrificed for you?"

I looked at him with teary eyes, trying to hold back the tears even though it was quite difficult. I was probably a foolish girl, expecting my husband to look back at me after he openly declared his feelings for me.

"That's beyond our discussion, Sharon. Go home, we'll talk at home after I make sure Grace isn't hurt."

I shook my head, stepping quickly away from Edgar who was still faithfully holding Grace. There was no denying that my heart was broken as it was slapped back by reality.

Edgar had never looked at me. What a fool I was to have made such a sacrifice out of love.

Four years had passed since I knew Edgar. At that time, I became a bone marrow donor for him.

Edgar was one of the leukemia patients and the doctor's verdict was that he wouldn't survive for six months.

I still remember the first day we met at the hospital. Edgar was lying weak, his skin pale, and no one was with him.

At that moment, I, who had just visited my friend at the same hospital, felt moved to help. After undergoing a series of tests, the doctor declared that my spinal cord was a match for Edgar.

The surgery went well, and Edgar began to recover. I felt happy to see him back to health. We became closer and closer, until suddenly Edgar proposed to me and married me within a short time.

I had to undergo a long and painful recovery process. I almost lost my dream of helping Edgar. Even the surgery and treatment costs were fully covered by my family.

And now I realize that my sacrifices were all in vain.

Edgar had his life back, and I had everything. Even with just one bouquet of cheap roses, I foolishly accepted him.

"From this moment on, I will take care of you. I won't let anyone hurt or touch you, even if it's your own father."

My tears began to fall, my hand stroking my bulging belly, but Edgar didn't notice because he was too busy with Grace.

After calming down for a few hours at Rockefeller Center I returned to the penthouse. Instead of calming down, I was met with more noise.

"Edgar, stop it! You're making me ticklish!"

I stopped my steps when I heard laughter coming from the direction of the kitchen. There was no need to guess because I knew very well who it was. Only, why is that woman here? In my house. Did Edgar bring her?

"Edgar, please stop that." Grace laughed again, with Edgar I could see teasing her. I don't know what they've been doing, but I can clearly see that my kitchen is a mess.

"Oh! Sharon!" Grace looked surprised to see me home, whether she was really surprised or just acting. Grace put on a guilty face.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to make a mess in your house."

I ignored her, turning to stare at my husband who was pretending to busy himself with the tools there.

"Are you trying to get your wife and cousin to get along, husband?" I asked him.

Edgar just snorted.

"When you're done with your activities, please leave my house. I want to rest.”

"You kicked us out?" Edgar gave me a wide-eyed look.

"Actually, it's just her," I pointed at Grace. "But if you want to keep her company out there, go ahead. I'm not forbidding it."

Edgar seemed to growl, but I didn't care. These feet step into my room, locking it from the inside so neither Edgar nor Grace can access it. Because I'm not in the mood to face them, after all.

I reach into my clutch for my cell phone, calling my best friend who is a lawyer.

"I want to file for divorce. As soon as possible I will send the complete file to you, Bella.”

"Okay." Bella sounded like she agreed, making me feel a little relieved.