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"Hey Pero, I heard Ms. Bezenez is still in hospital?"

The other maid shrugged her shoulders before picking up the paten full of newly baked bread.

"Well, I heard she was struggling with amnesia."

She whispered with her hand on one side of her mouth, making the other maid gasp before she took the serving tray with four cups and a Teapot which consisted of a very tasty flavor of mint and cinnamon.

"Does that mean she lost her memory—!?"

As she shouted in astonishment, Pero looked back at her with wide eyes and a finger against her lips.

"Shh! Keep your voice down, will you?"

Pero whisper-yelled while looking around to make sure everyone was busy.

The other maid pouted as she placed the tray on the tea table before she rubbed her hands with the towel that was placed on top of the headboard of the chair while glaring away from Pero.

Pero sighed as she noticed this.

"Marine, I was like that to save you from Manager. You know that, right?"

Marine looked back at Pero with pouting lips.

A minute of scanning her friend, Marine finally exhaled, nodding away.

"Whatever."

She sulked and Pero's lips curved up into a smile before she cleared her throat.

"You want to know about Ms. Bezenez, that is all, right?"

Marine finally smiled and turned to Pero from the table before scooting closer.

"Ms. Bezenez was rumored to have fallen down the stairs from the first floor. She was rushed to hospital after Mr. you–know—who heard a thud—"

Marine gasped before stopping Pero from continuing.

"Wait, Mr. You—know—who took Ms. Bezenez to the hospital!? I thought he was taking a rest that night since he was shot in his arm!"

Pero nodded.

"I know, but Mr. You—know—who never gets tired when it comes to Ms. Bezenez."

Pero blushed in bliss as she said with her hands on her cheeks. Marine giggled before tapping her arm.

"Alright, alright, now continue, will you?"

"Yes, After being rushed to the hospital, Ms. Bezenez was in a coma for three whole days! Everyone said Ms. Bezenez was cursed for her engagement and because of that, even after she survived, Ms. Bezenez is struggling with her memory!"

A gasp after another, Marine covered her mouth before looking back at Pero.

"Oh my, is she brainwashed now—?"

Marine whispered with her eyes wide and Pero looked down at the couch as if she was thinking about it before she looked back at Marine.

"Maybe, depends upon how she is right now."

Pero sighed pitifully before Marine agreed with a nod while arranging the clean dishes in the cupboards, but then they both flinched upon hearing the plates being slammed on the kitchen counter by someone behind them.

Turning their heads around, they eyed the maid who seemed to be in a hurry.

Eyeing her before their eyes before looking at each other, they both turned around.

"Be careful, will you? Manager might blow us up for your mistakes."

The maid turned her head to look at them as her hands froze midway through closing the shelves below the kitchen counter.

Her eyes were sharp, and they glared right through their souls, making Marine frown.

"What? I just said to be careful?"

The maid soon glared away before stomping off from the kitchen.

"Wow, what was that just now?"

Pero breathed out as she nervously went back to cleaning the shelves.

"I don't know? She has been weird ever since she joined the kitchen compartment."

Pero hesitantly paused in her tracks before turning her head to look at Marine, who eventually began to place the dishes in the cupboards.

"It's only been what, 8 days since she joined the kitchen compartment?"

Pero said and Marine sighed heavily before looking back at her.

"Not only the kitchen compartment, she's a new joinee, remember?"

—

"Are you ready to go, Ms. Bezenez?"

I heard the guard speak from the other side of the door before my head turned to take a look at the door in panic.

"Fxck, let me take one more— I'm coming!!"

With white heels topping this beautifully layered pastel blue dress, I stood on the balcony with one leg on the couch and the other one on the floor, grunting as I tried to tie the heels while I struggled with the cigarette I was so desperately taking puffs off of between my lips.

As I finished the cigarette, my lips curved up into a smile of relief and such relaxation I hadn't got for the past 5 days.

I tied my heels tight and well before I took my leg off of the couch while brushing the dust off of it.

I walked back into the room before my eyes fell upon my reflection.

The reflection showed a fragile woman with a band-aid on her forehead—where she got injured. I touched the band-aid as I eyed her dress, which didn't look powerful but too colorful and heavy.

This woman in front of my eyes isn't really me, is it?

This question didn't come to my mind today but 5 days ago. I spent not one night sleeping in bed but only suffered from numerous nightmares that haunted and taunted my head.

It wasn't mine but the body I'm in, the body of my twin—sister, Mei Mei Bezenez.

I didn't only reincarnate 5 years back from when she died but on the same day of my death! I don't know what is a miracle if it's not this which is playing with my death and life!

I angrily glared at the mirror, at my sister who got me stuck inside her very body, but when I noticed the scars down my wrists, something in me softened. I looked down at my wrists and could see it.

The pain she went through all this time.

But, what made this bastard betray and murder such a fragile woman?

I looked up as I thought before my hand balled into a fist and my jaw clenched.

As I know, the Bezenez Family is the richest and highly prestigious family who have never let their people's guard down and always looked out for the people who needed their help.

As much this brain knows, the Bezenez family have no enemies to start with, so it's obvious that this ugly husband didn't involve anyone other.

Then, who is that crazy bitch screaming in my head?

I narrowed my eyes as I thought before my head suddenly began to spin.

Fxck, why my head hurts every time I think about it—

Before I could even complete the sentence in my mind, the door creaked open, making my eyebrows crunch.

Realizing that it was none other than the guard as he did not speak so, I turned my head aside with my lips parting to speak.

"Can't you hear? I said I need a minute—"

My lips moved but no more words came out of my mouth when a pair of arms hugged me from behind.

Feeling his hand move my hair away from my nape, I quivered in disgust before his nose grazed over my hand that I raised but never actually dropped.

"Missed me?"

With his face in the crook of my neck that I so wanted to break, I trembled with fuming anger in me, only worsening with every word he continued to ramble out.

"Mm.. I know you're upset, but Mr. Matthew missed Mrs. Matthew a lot this time."

I clenched my jaw as he breathed out against my fingers while tracing his lips down on them as if I was so desperate to feel him against him.

Seconds passed by and soon Matthew realized that my silence wasn't gonna break so soon, so he spoke once again, this time turning me around by unwrapping his filthy hands around my waist and placing them on my shoulders.

"Hey, I said a lot."

He said with his eyebrows raised and his lips forming an 'o' which only urged me to punch all his teeth out of that mouth, but Mei Mei, is it worth it? Is it worth your already wounded hands?

No, it's absolutely not worthy of your hands, but doesn't he deserve at least one, one of that punch which leaves him at least with only fewer teeth?

My hand balled into a fist as his face looked too tempting to not punch and when my brain counted that good numbers everyone would, I stepped closer and my fist fell over his face in no time.

In such a short time, my actions took place and before I could even process them, he bent on his knee, holding his nose while his groans loudened with every second passing by.

I looked at him and this pity that I felt only made me look back at the mirror and the softly scrunched eyebrows on my face only provoked me more.

Guess youngsters can never be smart.

"F-fxck! Mei mei! What the hell!?!?"

I looked back and his ugly face was full of blood.

I looked down at his hand. Two teeth.

My lips parted before my gaze went back to my tiny yet very tight fist that was covered in a few blood drops.

"Mei Mei!!"

His loud voice was like a crying baby and it only increased the pain in my head, which led my hand to drop on it.

My eyes narrowed and as the pulsing pain brought back the strokes, my jaw clenched.

The flashes of people, bright yet clear enough to recognise visions, came with every stroke that struck my head.

My eyes narrowed and my body felt spine-chilling shivers.

"You're so fxcking useless, you can't even give me a child!"

"Right then what about your company? It's in my hands!"

"You're zero. Nill, Mei Mei."

I looked up at him before my glaring eyes slowly squinted down.

Right, we don't know anything about this bastard yet. If he stepped into the Bezenez family just like that, there must be something that was with him.

It can be power or wealth, but with both comes danger.

"Hello!? Are you listening to me—fxck, it hurts, Mei Mei!"

I looked up from the floor as he clapped his hands in front of my face.

I slowly took a deep inhale before I tried to soften myself.

Yes, I should be the Mei Mei he wants at the moment. At least until I end this bastard's career.

I slowly blinked vigorously before my fist was raised in the air.

I trembled and stepped back before tears welled up in my eyes.

Of course, for a Mafia leader who deals with shit, fake tears isn't so hard to do, let alone the things beyond that.

"W-who…who..are you?"

His eyes averted up, and his expression completely changed when he heard it.

My voice. It's weak, gentle, and it consisted of fear which he seemed to like very much.

He licked his drying lips before he tried to go back to the gentle side.

"What do you mean? I'm Matthew. Matthew Lin, Your fiancé"

Fiancé?

Mei Mei is already engaged?

I bit my lip as I turned my head away.

Fxck, Mei Mei, you made a terrible mistake!

I looked back at him as he raised his hand to place it on my shoulder, but before he could do so, I stepped back.

My eyes glared and flared at him, ready to split him into two parts.

If this bastard was like an open book to me, then maybe he wouldn't be taking breath like he is now.

"Wait, you…"

He gulped before completing his sentence.

"You don't remember me? We're getting married in three months."

I scoffed as he said while looking back at the door, not noticing me, who grinned wide.

Marriage? He wants to marry me?

I slowly stepped back as I watched him tilt his head to look behind his back, totally distracted.

Fxcking mf thought it was too easy to marry me?

I took the remote from the bed before I smirked.

I'll show him hell!

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