Brace yourself.

Zen's POV:

Yes, I am a creepy stalker. In fact, I have been stalking her since the day we got married. The necklace that I gave her as a wedding gift, it indeed contains a GPS. Do not get me wrong. I did that purely to make sure she is safe all the time.

I have been in Shanghai for a week now. At first, the purpose was only to come here for work but now I am changing my mind.

In the past, I had someone to tail her but since I am here personally, I have been doing the job myself.

When I saw that she went to some filming set, I thought it was no big deal. Although we never had deep conversations, I still know how much she wants to be a successful actress and deep down I am rooting for her to achieve her dream.

However, when her location continued to show some suburbs even at night, I found it suspicious. Thus, I asked Louis, my secretary, to take me there. When I arrived and did not find her, for a second I felt someone had sucked the air out of my lungs. This is the second time I had such feelings and it is all for just one person. I had to loosen my tie in order to breathe.

After some time, which passed like an eternity, Louis managed to find the necklace for me, "I guess, she dropped it here." He gave me the necklace and I clenched it hard, in my fist.

"Take me to her place." I ordered.

"Sir, are you sure?" Man appeared to be shocked at the sudden order which he received. I stopped in my tracks to give him a deep stare and just one look was enough to shut him up. Louis has been working for me since I joined Warner group. Thus, he is even aware of the things which Berielle and my parents do not know.

"I am sorry." He was quick to apologize and lead the way for me.

The place where she lives, I went there for the first time and I was shocked to see how unsafe that place was. At first, I did not want to break into her apartment but I was just checking around the things and somehow the door unlocked. My instincts were urging me to leave, however, when I saw her sleeping soundly, my body reacted on its own accord and before I knew it, I was sitting on her bed.

However, the fear in her eyes upon seeing me, the pain in her words, the way her body was shaking, those tears... those fucking tears in her beautiful eyes, everything about our encounter was making me want to kill myself.

I have really hurt her a lot. Furthermore, the thing which stuck with me the most, was the fact that she was in pain because I left her first. I was the one who signed the divorce papers before her. I didn't even know that she wanted to see me. I guess there is just too much which we do not know about each other. I had no idea she wanted to discuss the whole ordeal with me before coming to a conclusion. Meanwhile, in order to sign those fucking papers, she does not know what I went through. I felt like someone had pulled my heart out with their bare hands and that void is still there. It can never be filled by anyone other than her.

"Louis, I want you to find out what happened at the filming set today." My feelings can wait. I need to find what happened to her cheek first. Trust me, I am gonna ruin every single person who dared to hurt her.

"Yes, sir." He said and dropped me at the hotel.

I took a shower and poured myself a glass of whiskey to calm my nerves. It took everything in me to walk out of that fucking door of her apartment. I wanted to bring her with her but I knew that she would hate me even more if I would force her to do anything at the moment. I need to wait. I need the right time.

I took a sip of alcohol from my glass. That's when the notification from my phone caught my attention. It was a message from Louis. He sent me a video and when I played it, with each passing second, the blood in my veins was roaring.

"How fucking dare they!" The urge to bury 6ft deep every pathetic being in the video was getting stronger.

I instantly called Louis, "I want to ruin their career. Make sure it is done... the first thing in the morning."

"Of course, sir." His deep submitting voice resonated through the speaker. I might be a kind of a person who is extremely calculating and finds peace making others pawn on my chessboard, then Louis is a devil who enjoys fulfilling those sadistic commands. He is a wolf in the sheep's clothing. From outside he is the English gentleman but inside, he is dark.

I smirked at his excitement. We are really compatible when it comes to work. That's why I like having him on my side.

After hanging up, I plopped on the edge of the bed and laid on my back. I thought she might manage to find her real self here but in China too, she is being bullied. "I need to make sure such a thing never happens to her again." I whispered to myself and rolled on my side. I shut my eyes and the images of her dancing in one of the spare rooms at the Warner residence flashed in front of my eyes.

Berielle enjoys dancing and I found it coincidentally. I remember, once I was working in the study late at night and went to grab a cup of coffee from the kitchen, that's when I heard the soft music. I couldn't stop myself walking closer towards the source and peeked inside the room through the creak of the door.

What I did not expect was to see her dance there. On the soft beat of the music, her body was practically floating. The angles of her limbs... there was something seductive about them. Moreover, what caught my eyes was the smile on her lips. She genuinely looked happy doing that.

It was like she felt alive dancing. The peace on those beautiful features, sent a wave of calmness through my anxious heart. Even now.

Thus, before I knew it, it became my habit of seeing her dance every single night.

In order to see that smile, I was willing to do anything for her sake, even if it meant letting go of her. However, I was so self centered that I did not realize my plan was backfiring. Instead, she had to give up on what she loved the most.

After we got married, we did not share the same room. However, once I saw that there were blisters under her feet. Thus, when she was sleeping, I sneaked in the room to apply ointment to her feet. Why did I live such a life? There is just so much that I regret. I haven't done a single thing for her. Now, I don't know where I should begin.

"I am such an idiot." I placed my arm on my eyes. All sorts of emotions were resurfacing. Concern, sadness, anxiety, anger, hate for myself.

"I must be drunk." I jolted from bed as I felt a tear drop leave my eyes.

Never in my life have I ever cried. Not even when my grandfather died. Except the day she was in an accident and now.

"What should I do to make up for everything?" I stood in front of a glass wall. From there, I could see the magnificent view of Shanghai. This city is beautiful, just like someone I know.

"I will make you change your mind." I murmured to myself, "This time I am not letting you go, even if it means giving up on everything that I have built so far." I made a resolution.

"You better brace yourself, Berielle Wang." Images of her shocked face flashed in front of my eyes and I couldn't help but smile. She is just so transparent. I could see right through her. There was so much that she was curious about, however, she kept her pride by telling me she is not going to answer me. But, I will tell her... when it will be the right time.