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JHED's POV "YOU didn't remember your name, little kitten?" the man with hazel eyes asked me that. I was lying on the bed and he was leaning on me so I could clearly see his beautiful features. His face is also close to mine. He had a square face that fit his undercut hair with a mix blonde and black color. His beautiful hazel eyes are so cold and blank. His long pointy nose, and his naturally reddish lips that are partly a bit. He's such a beautiful man but he doesn't have any facial expression, an emotionless guy. However, I can still feel my heart beating fast and his dark aura still gives me shivers. "Answer me, kitten," he complained that his voice was cold as ice but very husky. I close my eyes when I feel his gentle caressing my cheek. I feel an electric voltage coming from his hot palm. I was flattered when I remembered something. He is... This guy looks like... "Xenus..." I uttered his name and for the first time, I could read his emotions, shocked. "How about your name, hmm?" he asked me again. I shook my head because I can't even remember my name. How come that I forgot the most important things in my life? My name...and a blank memories... "You are Cashren Jhed Lindbergh, the beloved wife of Xenus Maicodel Levanna-Lindbergh. My kitten, you just woke up today after the comatose state. Welcome home, love," he whispered as he sealed me with a kiss. But he's fake... He told me that we are married. That we both got married because we love each other. I trusted too much because I believed that he was my husband even though I only remember a few things about him. But as the days pass and the year draws to a close, I gradually remember my past that he intended not to remind me of. He just used me...he just made me a...judgment... He also made me believe that he loved me very much but that was not the truth for the past four years. He's been in love with someone else and that's what I can't accept too much. He lied to me... I gave my trust and myself to him because I thought he was real but he wasn't. When I woke up from comatose, and after my therapy... She got me pregnant right away. We gave birth to twins but while he was missing from the mansion, he went to see his woman and that woman was legally adaptive to my children. Xenus meant it, because he was a heartless. I fell to the floor because I felt intense pain in my senses again. I've been suffering from my migraine but he didn't even know my situation. "Jhed!" I was relieved when I heard his voice and I immediately felt his presence enveloping me. He grabbed my arm but I quickly struggled. "Don't touch me!" I hissed him. "What... What happened?" he asked me worriedly. Even though I really see that I will not affect him anymore. "My love..." "Stop calling me that, Lindbergh. I'm not your love. It's Margaret," I said emphatically and he cupped my face. I hit his shoulder only for him to let me go. "Jhed, you're my love... I love you," he said and firmly kissed my senses but I hit his chest. "Stop! I don't want... A-I don't want to be with you anymore because I'm not you... You're not my real wife! I will still be back. I will return to where I came from..." "You... You're going to leave me, us?" How about them, our kids, Jhed?" he asked me. "Even if I wanted to include them...you know that's not possible! Because I am not their legal mother, even though I am the twins' biological mother! You are so... You are so heartless, Lindbergh... That's why stop pretending that you cared for me!" "That's not true, love..." "I'm leaving. You will take care of them. After all...the girl you love is already there," I said calmly and gathered all my strength to push her away from me. I stood up and walked towards the door. I can't be with the man who cheated on me anymore, no matter how much I love him, it's still irrelevant. He hurt me too much. "You're not going somewhere, my kitten," he said coldly and I was even more shocked when he quickly faced me. He effortlessly slung me over his shoulder and threw me on our bed. I was about to get up but he quickly passed me. My eyes widened when he tore my dress and planted a firm kiss on my lips, covering my left breast with one of his palms. My tears immediately flowed because of what I thought he would do to me. "Stop it... Stop doing this, Xenus!" I shouted and tried to move my face away from him. He ignored me. He quickly removed his necktie and tied it around both of my wrists, which were above my head. "My love... You can't go... You can't leave me like this... You know that I'm in love with you... You are mine... Mine, alone... I'm the only one...I'm the only one you should know as your husband..." he said coldly but there was tenderness in it. There is still tenderness in his voice. What he told me today was true but I tried to ignore it. "This is... Stop it, Xenus..." I warned him. He separated both my legs and because he had given me his full weight I could not move anymore. I do
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Chapter 1 1
CASHREN JHED VENDIDO'S POV
"CASHREN! Do you have a group yet?!" I rolled my eyes when I heard her voice. His voice was irritating at times. Earache. I immediately put my things in my backpack and slung it over my shoulder. I ignored Giuseppe Salvatore.
"Cashren! Go ahead, join our group!" Consetta scolded me. Giuseppe's cousin. There's no doubt that they are cousins because they are both loud, naughty and talkative.
I left our classroom and I still felt them chasing me. Their ears are also hurt by wearing stilettos instead of black shoes without heels. I turned to them without emotion.
"Leave me alone," I said coldly as I turned my back on them. I don't want to be with anyone, I don't want to have friends because I don't like being noisy. So I really prefer a quiet place.
But these cousins, even though I repeatedly rejected them, they still continued to approach me. Sometimes I just let them go. Because it's tiring to disobey them that they don't listen to me. So it's really in their attitude that they are naughty.
I was on my 11th grade, and 19 years old. My parents even educated me in a private school. That's easy when your parents are rich. You can go to any school you want. You just say a word to your parents, it seems like you just flip and magic will come out. But of course not all of us get what we want. Only children like us are lucky and financial is not a problem.
My Dad, he has a business company while my Mom is also a stylist and has a boutique. Mostly our mothers are actually fashion designers. So I am one of the lucky children to have such a mother and a good father.
"Cashren, you made the top 3 again, didn't you?" Consetta asked me.
"What about you now?" I asked him without emotion.
He was always Top 1 in our class and Giuseppe followed. To be honest, studying is tiring, but it is necessary for our future. I didn't finish my studies.
There are businessmen who have no education but they do their jobs well. I am referring to their business company.
Eh, what do teachers just teach us? Just how to read, write and also to have knowledge in everything but they didn't teach us how to make money or how to become rich.
As Neil Gaiman said,
"I've been making a list of the things they don't teach you at school. They don't teach you how to love somebody. They don't teach you how to be famous. They don't teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don't teach you how to walk away from someone you don't love any longer. They don't teach you how to know what's going on in someone else's mind. They don't teach you what to say to someone who's dying. They don't teach you anything worth knowing." It is up to us how we can increase our knowledge.
Because I know if you are just an employee you are chasing time. Without time you have no salary.
So after I graduated college I planned I was setting up a restaurant or is it just my perspective as a student?
Money is more important to us that's why they should teach us. Because even if you are a police officer, teacher, engineer and etcetera, I know that they are not rich and they will not get rich. With the amount of bills we have, right? Because I believe you can only be rich if you own a business company because you don't work yourself, money will work for you.
"I have a question," I said and the two looked at me. They were a little surprised when I suddenly spoke.
"What is that, Cashren?" Giuseppe asked me.
The three of us were on the rooftop. These two did follow me. They eat fries and soft drinks. For me it's just burgers and bottled water.
"As for ultimate freedom, what is important for you? Health freedom, financial freedom or time freedom?" I asked them and I looked at them seriously.
"Hmm, for me I don't need financial freedom anymore because I'm already secure there. So I am health freedom. Because we should always be healthy," replied Consetta. I understand why he wants health freedom and not financial freedom. Because I know he is a good person.
Next I looked at Giuseppe who was stunned for a moment because he also seemed to be thinking about what he would choose and answer me.
"I am... uhm. I'm healthy so I don't need health freedom anymore. Maybe... I'll choose financial freedom. I can buy as much as I want---"
"Your luxuries, you mean?" Consetta answered him.
"Shut up, Set! Me first. There you go, Cashren. I really have a lot of things that I want to buy or whatever so I should choose financial freedom," he explained.
"Is that you?" Consetta asked me.
I looked up at the sky. "Out of the two you chose, I wouldn't choose any of them," I answered.
"Eh, aren't you on time freedom?" they asked me at the same time.
"Because the teachers told us, time is gold. When I was young I was confused by that. Because how did time become gold?"
"I don't know that either," Giuseppe said shaking his head.
"Me too, I'm curious. How did time become gold?"
"Because time, with every flip of it, seconds pass, become minutes, hours and also become a day. The time that passes cannot be turned back, and if today is October 16, and this day will be tomorrow, we cannot turn him back. If it can be returned you will expect it to be another year. So I chose time freedom, because I don't want to waste my time here in this world. Our time that you just waste I know we should be doing a lot. We can't just sit back and let time pass. With time freedom you will get financial freedom, I'm not sure about health freedom but maybe too," I explained to both of them at length and their lips parted in shock.
"You're right about that, Cashren. Time freedom is more important for us," Consetta said and nodded.
"Just like now it's time for our next class," I said and stood up.
I know it's hard to understand what I say sometimes. That is just based on my views on life.
Whether we admit it or not, time is really more important to me. The employee is chasing time so they can have wages and we are also waiting for the right time, right?
When our class was dismissed, instead of going straight home, I hung out at the park. What exactly am I doing in this place? I just like to watch people. Their faces portraying happiness.
You can also see their status in life from their clothes. Poor, well-to-do and rich. Why do we think there are poor people? It's not because that's what they were meant to do, because I believe that rich people started from poverty.
Bill Gates also has a saying, "If you are born poor it's not your mistake but if you die poor it's your mistake."
A person's life can still change, it's not our fault that we were born poor and having said that we made a mistake when we die it's also poor because there's a lot of time, time you should have done something. That something should at least change in the course of your life. That's our choice too. That's why I chose the time freedom.
I took out my cellphone and called our family driver to pick me up. He always picks me up at the park. My parents don't scold me either because they let me do what I want.
***
"Good afternoon, Mom. It's time for you to go home," I said smiling and kissed him on his cheek.
He immediately greeted me with a sweet smile. The tiredness I had earlier sitting in the park and listening to the professors disappeared like a bubble. Our parents are also really one of our stress relievers.
"Darling, you should be going home earlier so I'm actually ahead," she said accompanied by a soft laugh. I sat next to him. "Here, drink some apple juice first," Mommy offered me.
I took the glass filled with juice and apple flavor from his hand.
"Is it Dad, Mommy?"
"He's home safe," she replied and I nodded. "How are your studies, son?"
"Study is tiring, Mom," I said making her laugh.
"Son, that's for your future."
"It's not possible, Mommy. What the professors should teach us is how to earn money and how to get rich so that there are no people who are struggling today," I said.
"Cashren, not everyone is lucky. That they were not given the luxurious life."
"Mom, I don't believe that even before we are born, there is a destiny written for us," I promised and took a bite of the pancake she was eating.
"What kind of view is that, son?" he asked in amazement.
"We are the ones who make our own destiny. It's not in our palm, it's here," I said and pointed to my senses. "It can be in our hands because we will make the destiny that is for us. You and Daddy, I don't believe that you are destiny." Mommy's laughter grew louder at what I said next.
"You and your figurative words sometimes I don't understand, son," he said and shook his head.
"My mind is open to reality and I really think about a lot of things that the people around me don't understand."
"I will still try to understand you, son." It was Dad's voice that made me smile. I stood up from my seat and approached him.
"Good afternoon, Daddy," I greeted him and kissed his cheek.
"If your Mommy is having a hard time understanding you, don't worry. I will always understand you and listen to you."
Daddy is a good father. I'm not a Daddy's girl because I'm also close to my Mommy. I don't have a favorite, I prefer them both. Because I owe them a lot.
Without them I wouldn't be here in this world. They are important to me and I love them very much. So while I'm still here I promise to take care of them both.
"If your father and I are not destiny then how did we meet and how are we now married and you are the fruit of our love?" she asked me.
"It's always our choice. To let someone into our lives. It's like having a friend, someone will come to you and say, 'let's be friends' it's our choice if we agree to what they want. So we often say that it is our destiny to meet them. If you refuse, do you think that person is still your friend until now?" I asked and he scratched his head.
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