Lovegold

She's not deaf, not dumb; she can speak and even laugh. But what's the usefulness of talking when you can't explain your pain to people? What is the usefulness of smiling and laughing when you will later cry?

Jean was a very beautiful and cheerful young girl, but she lost her mother at the age of nine. Instead of her father focusing on her and helping her forget the pain of the death of her mother, he went ahead and brought in his wife and children.

Little Jean just wanted attention, trying to gain her father's love, but all her efforts were ruthlessly washed away. She regretted not having a mother and wished for her mother to not have died.

She grew up alone, with no one to speak to and no one to make her laugh. Slowly, she started forgetting how to smile and how to speak; she even forgot how to show her expressions and emotions.

She was a beautiful young woman with smooth skin that glowed like a doll. When she could smile, speak, and show emotions like a normal human, she wasn't the center of attention. But when she lost all these important elements of human life, it became easy to mistake her for a doll. The worst part was that even though people believed she was a doll, some perverts still wanted to take advantage of her.

Just because she was now emotionless and had forgotten how to smile and speak, they thought they could exploit her.

Oops! Don't be deceived by her angelic, doll-like appearance. She had lost all emotions and feelings not for them to take advantage of her; she was, in fact, a killing god.

"Don't claim that! If it weren't for his timely intervention, that ugly Man would have been dead by now. But anyway, I will still go back to him; I won't leave him be until he's dead!" 

That was the letter she penned.

"Jean do you want this store? just nod and it's yours"

"the restaurant serve her the wrong food, Lock it immediately!"

"Jean this is all my years property, please sign it, it's yours"

Spoil me a Little

Austin was stunned, and he immediately took the file in front of him, checking it repeatedly. "Did I offended him in any way?" he asked, his brows knitting tighter and tighter.

"I'm not sure, boss, but we should go there tonight. JS isn't someone simple; for him to remove this task from you is quite questionable," Sunny remarked.

Austin put the file on the table and sighed. "Perhaps he's just tired of me," he clenched his fists tightly. "And without his help, I can't get what I want," he gritted his teeth together.

"This JS is just too much. He disposes of people however he wants; he didn't even think of the years you have spent successfully carrying out all his assignments. Boss, let's go tonight! If it means sacrificing my head, I will make sure to get you justice," Sunny declared, clenching his fists tightly.

My wife... what do you think I can do to make her smile?