Estimated User #201 (5 IP addresses)
3 fiction conversations
over 17 days
(May 15, 2023 – Jun 2, 2023)
Guangdong, China
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An IP address relates to the location of a user's computer or device, and a single person may have multiple IP addresses if they use different locations or networks. These IP addresses are grouped because the average embedding of each IP address's first turns (computed with all-MiniLM-L6-v2 sentence-transformer) has cosine similarity ≥ 0.85 and they share the same state (Guangdong). Groups are merged transitively—if A matches B and B matches C, all three are grouped even if A and C are below 0.85.
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3 conversations in cluster Cluster 4× “give a function title for:What should I do? Should I tell Al...” over 1 day (May 17, 2023 – May 18, 2023), oldest first.
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USER: give a function title for:What should I do? Should I tell Alex that I just accidentally dropped by and suddenly decided to check out Zack? It sounded quite ridiculous now that I thought about it. But luckily in my struggle to find an answer, a nurse who was assigned to Zack walked in hurriedly. "Mr. Morgenstern, Miss Matthews," the nurse had a flattering smile on her face, "Mr. Morgenstern, Miss Matthews was invited by Mrs. Morgenstern to take care of your assistant. Mrs. Morgenstern knew you'd been worried about Zack. That was why she invited Miss Matthews..." Instantly I realised instantly that this girl was one of Esme's people. She must have called Esme when both I and Alex showed up here. But this was fine for me. I was struggling to find an excuse and Esme just gave me one. I had no intention to let Alex know who I really was. Alex wouldn't believe me anyway. Esme and Alex had been together for at least 6 months. And they were husband and wife now. They must have done the most intimate things like he did with her. While even thinking about it really broke my heart, I need to stay strong. The nurse's explanation was flawless. She must have been told by Esme on how to deal with situations like this. But then I wondered, why would Esme hire this nurse? Was she trying to keep an eye on Zack? Did she have anything to do with Zack's accident? If that was the case, then Esme must have gone completely mad in her ways. She tried everything to become Alex's wife, eliminating me, ...
CHATBOT: "I'm not sure, but it could be Esmeralda, Alexander's ex-girlfriend," Lola speculated. "Esme...," I murmured, my mind suddenly connecting the dots. Esme was trying so hard to be close to Zack and now Alexander's assistant is mysteriously in a coma. Could Esme be involved in all this? And why was she so obsessed with Alexander and his family? I needed to find out more. Determination set in as I walked into my apartment building, ready to do some investigating.
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USER: give a function title for:What should I do? Should I tellfor:Freezing at the question, I looked up at him in horror but still made sure that Alex sat down steadily. His face was blushing from the alcohol and somehow, I just knew he seemed less drunk just because he refused to let people know that I just accidentally dropped by andhe was drunk. He was probably the most drunk out of all the men added up together. "Do you want a hot towel?" I asked softly, even though I was afraid of what he would ask, I was still concerned for his safety. Just as I stood up to go to the bathroom however, Alex suddenly decided to check out Zack? It sounded quite ridiculous nowgrabbed my wrist. Immediately I turned around and fell my gaze on his big hand, absentmindedly noted that I thought about it. But luckily in my struggle to find an answer, a nurse who was assigned to Zack walked in hurriedly.his hand completely engulfed mine as I struggled his grip, "Mr. Morgenstern, Miss Matthews," the nurselet me go, you're drunk." The next second, he pulled me into his arms, and fell right into his lap. My eyes widened as I subconsciously hooked my arms around his neck to steady myself, my heart beating fast. My small body against his, I can't help but feel like I fit perfectly into his arms. My waist feels small against his palm, able to completely engulf a quarter in a grip. His body was hot and hard against mine, the next thing I knew was his lips against mine. Feeling his rough lips against mine, I still remembered the last time when Alex suddenly kissed me. Esme had a flatteringshown up and things had just gotten out of control. Alex was clearly drunk this time. I couldn't even predict what would happen next. If Esme got to know this, Serenity would be in danger. I tried to struggle against Alex's arms but he was so strong compared to me. I couldn't even move in his muscular arms. Looking at him in the eyes, the blue-green was so bright as he dipped his head, I saw the reflection of my own face in those deep eyes. I had grown up as a mute, always being teased and bullied. No one had ever said that I was pretty. I still remembered that day when I first met Alex. "Hey! Leave her alone!" It was a bright summer day, the sun had blocked my sight as he stood in front of me. His short black hair shined against the sunlight. It was after he chased them away when he looked back at me. A sunny smile on her face, "Mr. Morgenstern, Miss Matthews was invited by Mrs. Morgenstern to take care of your assistant. Mrs. Morgenstern knew you'd been worried about Zack. That wasgreeted me as he reached out, the first thing he had told me was, "Hehe. You're so pretty." His eyes were happy and genuine and back then, I didn't even understand why she invited Miss Matthews..." Instantly I realised instantlyhe would compliment me. I was covered in dirt from being pushed around. But still my heart fluttered at a praise from someone I didn't even know. After that, he would frequently visit the clinic, bringing snacks, toys. Every moment spent was filled with laughter and happiness. I had loved him so much. No matter how much I denied it, I wanted to be with him. I flinched as I felt his hand move under my shirt, his hand pushing up the dark-colored shirt and cupping my breast gently, fitting perfectly in his palm. His other hand reached up and cupped the back of my head, tilting my head up and pressed his lips against mine demandingly. I moaned against his mouth, lost in the pleasure before snapping myself out of it. This was not going to work. Breaking the kiss, I tried to push him away once more, but my strength was nothing compared to his as he didn't even budge. I had no choice but to sink my teeth into his shoulder. Alex growled and froze at my action and I took the chance to push him away, running out of the room. Rushing out, I happened to bump into Francis who was exciting another guest room. But I didn't want to face him after what happened and ran straight to my room, slamming the door shut. Francis almost saw that... I went to the bathroom and sank myself into a tub of cold water. I needed to calm down. I hated myself for always losing control of myself whenever Alex was around. I shouldn't get too close to Alex. I told myself that this girl was one of Esme's people. She must have called Esme when both I and Alex showed up here. But this was fine for me. I was struggling to find an excuse and EsmeI shouldn't hold any ideas against that perfect man. It was why I had acted like that in front of Alex, making him believe that I was Francis's girlfriend. If I just gave in to Alex, how should Francis face Alex in the future? I don't want to ruin their friendship with my secrets. I shivered as the water was freezing against my skin, coming out of the bath sneezing non-stop. I knew I was going to catch a fever from the cold bath. The next morning, I felt my head was going to explode from pain. I couldn't even smell anything and my body felt. Sneezing multiple times in a minute, I reached out the drawer and swallowed a couple of Panadol. I didn't want to pass the flu to my baby. It was at that moment that Zoe's voice came through after knocking on the door, "Miss Matthews, could you please make some herbal soup to make the boys sober? I heard you're a famous doctor. I bet you must know how to cook those hangover herbal soups... They drank too much wine last night..." I nodded, "No problem. I'm coming downstairs right now." I quietly went down to make the soup. However, Alex was also in the kitchen at the moment, standing before the refrigerator, holding a bottle of ice water in his hand. Seeing that, I snatched the bottle of ice water from his hand without a second thought. Alex looked a bit surprised at my action which I thus explained, "If you're feeling headache or thirsty right now, drinking cold water will only make it worse. Here, have some tap water first. After that, I'm cooking some herbal soup. You'll feel better after drinking that." Alex cast me one.a cold glance before taking the glass of water away from her, "Thanks for being so concerned. And thank you for the bite mark on my neck." I flushed at his words, looking to see the collar of his shirt was wide open. I could clearly see the teeth mark I had no intention toleft in my escape on his neck from last night. My mind was brought back to what happened last night. But what could I have done except push him away? Why would he do that to me anyway? Was he treating me as Esme? Did he remember what he did? But I could only watch as Alex finished the glass of water with a couple of gulps, leaving the kitchen without looking back. It seemed like he was really drunk last night, probably not even remembering what he did to me last night. I took in a deep calming breath before going to fetch the ingredients of the herbal soup. Soon the fragrance of the soup filled the kitchen and as soon as it was done, I took the soup to Francis while Zoe took the bowls of soup to the other guys. Walking into his room, holding a tray of soup and food, taking in his messy bedhead and sleepy eyes, I asked "Feeling any better?" "Hm..." Francis scratched the back of his hair, his face flushed "I was pretty drunk last night. I didn't say anything weird, did I?" "Nope, you were still a gentleman as always," Unlike a certain someone... I put the bowl of soup on the table, "I made some herbal soup. Have some and you'll feel better..." "Okay... But I need to brush my teeth first," Francis jumped off his bed, almost falling over. But I went to catch him. Francis wobbled on his feet, using my hands for balance "Sheesh... My head is going to explode..." "Just sit down and let Alex know who I really was. Alex wouldn't believe me anyway. Esme and Alex had been together forgive you a massage." I sighed, at least 6 months. And they were husband and wifethe massage can help awaken his muscles. He protested, "But..." "Don't be shy," I smiled, planting him against the chair, "I'm a doctor. I know how to make you feel better." Francis flushed but I was quite calm. I was a doctor and he was my patient now. They must have done the most intimate things like he did with her. While even thinking about it really broke my heart, I need to stay strong. The nurse's explanation was flawless. She must have been told by EsmeWhen my hands landed on how to deal with situations like this. But then I wondered, why would Esme hire this nurse? Was she trying to keep an eye on Zack? Did she have anything to do with Zack's accident? If that was the case, then Esme must have gone completely mad in her ways. She tried everything to become Alex's wife, eliminating me, threatened my daughter, probably even involving Zack in her attempts. But did she really love Alex that much? I didn't think so. I clearly remembered how this all started too. When Alex was blind, Esme had tried everything to avoid him, sending me in as a substitute bride. She only wanted Alex when he was the powerful CEO of the Morgenstern Company. The only conclusion i had was that Esme was truly her father's daughter. And just like her father, she would only think of riches and gains. But nows not the time to contemplate. Since the nurse had explained everything, I noddedhis skin, he looked away as he blushed furiously. I cant help but chuckle at Alex, ready to leave. Unfortunately, Alex was a stubborn one as he tightened his grip on my wrist, "How is Zack? Did you just do a check-up for him" With my free hand, I typed my reply on my phone, "He won't wake up too soon." "Is there any way to make him wake up faster?" It was clear that he was anxious about Zack's condition. "Needle treatment. But I can't be too sure..." The nurse had been standing there by the side watching us as the conversation as I typed a couple of words again, "I didn't bring my kit with me today. I'll come here to treat him tomorrow. But I'm not sure if he will wake up or not. The treatment is only good for him in general." I should be praised to be able to type all that out with one hand. Just as Alex opened his mouth to reply, Francis walked in. It seemed Francis didn't even notice Alex when he saw me. And grabbed my arm excitedly, "Crystal, the result is out!" Alex frowned a little as I could only pale in dread, "Francis?" Francis only saw Alex at this moment, "Alex? Why are you here?" "Why can't I be here? You know Crystal?" Alex sounded genuinely surprised, his eyes flickering between Francis and I before finally letting go of my wrist. "Yeah, Crystal is my Dad's doctor. My dad has a check-up in the hospital..." "I see," Alex nodded, "I won't delay you guys further. I will go check out your father after I made sure everything was okay with my assistant." "Then, see you later," Francis grabbed my arm and walked away, looking back to see Alex who stood at the end of the corridor, looking at us. Glad to be away, I followed Francis to his father's ward. The result of his blood test was just out as he passed the report to me. Holding it, I read it carefully as I frowned the more i read it All the indicators seemed normal. But some of them had slight swings, the indicator while one would say was a slight wiggle room, it concerned me. "Any problem?" Francis pressed on, "I just asked the doctor and he said everything looked normal. Some of the indicators even improved compared with before..." "These data showed no problem," I looked up, engaging my gaze with Francis, my expression was probably grave. "But the slight swings of some indicators seemed a bit off to me..." "So, you're saying that your father did something wrong to treat my father?" Probably. With the new information I got yesterday from Lola, it was a high concern, especially if it involves ingredients that was not supposed to. "There's a possibility that he used some illegal drugs on Mr. Stephan. It could cause some swings. But I don't know the exact drug he used, so I couldn't get any conclusion yet." "Then what should we do now?" He sounded worried, but I tried to reassure him. "Let your father stay in the hospital and don't let Charles stay too close." "Does that drug have any side effects?" I wavered as I thought it through. "Effective cures like that are bound to have side effects," My eyes darted toward the old sick man on the bed. The old man hadn't said anything since we came in, his eyes foggy and glassy. A prime example. "If you use illegal drugs on him all the time, this is what he looks like when the drug is stopped." Francis went silent, raw rage churning under his eyes, "That bastard! How could he do this to our father!?" We both knew who was desperate enough to resort to the use of illegal drugs, the first son, Jackson. "Some people clearly value money and power more than anything," I said, crossing my arms. I had been a doctor for years and I had seen too many cases like this. But still I had other patients to heal, so I said goodbye to Francis and left the ward. On the way, i ran into Alex outside of the ward. I wondered if he had heard any of our conversations. But he didn't seem surprised when he saw me so I guessed he didn't. "Do you need a ride," the handsome man asked quietly, "It's quite hard to hail a taxi right now." I hesitated a second and but still nodded. I also wanted to be polite, besides, I really was in a hurry. He led me to his car, a familiar vehicle, holding the car door for me before he also sat in the backseat with me. Unlike usual, the window was open, sending my wavy hair flying with the cool breeze. There was only a seat width between us, but the air was started to get awkward as nether of us said anything. I flinched as Francis's message came in promptly through my phone, asking about other checkups that were necessary for his father. Looking at it, I thought for a pause and answered his question through the text. We continued to text throughout the ride, almost forgetting Alex when he suddenly asked, "I heard you've moved out of the Matthews's. Where are you living right now." Pausing my message with Francis, I typed on my phone and showed it to him, "I'm living in a quiet cosy place right now. Thank you for being concerned." It seemed he was talkative today as he asked again, "How did you get to know Francis?" "His father is one of my patients." "You guys look close. I thought you two were in a relationship. Oh, by the way, Francis said he was chasing Crissy. I think she's your cousin, right?" Chasing Crissy? I typed quickly, "Never heard of it. But you do have an inquiring mind, Mr. Morgenstern." After that, the ride was filled in silence, peaking at him, he seemed lost in thoughts as I looked out the open window. When we finally reached my destination, telling the driver to drop me off at the address, I nodded at Alex before getting out of the car, fast walking into the house and not looking back.his cuteness. >>>>--------- ---------<<<< *ALEXANDER* StaringI felt so much better after becoming sober, the herbal soup Zoe gave was a big help. I went back to my room, getting changed and ready for my work. When I walked past Francis's room however, I noticed the door was ajar and the sounds of soft chuckling. From the crack, I peaked in to see Crystal giving Francis a massage. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun. A strand of hair fell before her forehead. She looked too good to be true. A couple of days ago, she had only been a scar-faced mute doctor, but now, she was as beautiful as a fairy. This woman was unpredictable. Suddenly, the sound of the baby crying made me frown. That was right... She still had a daughter, a baby girl as mysterious as her mother. Zoe went to carry the baby. When the old woman walked past him, I couldn't help turning to look. With one look, he was completely stunned. The baby's eyes were a strange shade of blue-green and wide when she looked at Crystal's retreating figure, I can'tme curiously. Her eyes somehow look familiar. I couldn't help but thinkget curious, asking Zoe, "Is this Miss Matthews's daughter?" "Yes, she is," Zoe nodded, "She's such a lovely girl, isn't she? I've never seen such a pretty baby before." I moved closer as I observed the baby. I could tell the baby was the same since she had the same eyes and nose from when I last saw her. The condition of her skin was the only thing that changed. How did her mother manage to do that? What's more, how did this baby look so familiar? Have I seen the baby other than the times I saw the mother? At this moment, Crystal's gentle voice whiffed out of the room, "You will feel sore after a hangover. I'll do the massage for you tonight again." I frowned involuntarily at her words that implied that they had these sessions regularly. But then, my phone started to buzz. Fishing my phone from my pocket, turning on to see that It was a call from Esme. Ah, that's right. I hadn't gone back of "Esme". To be honest, before I became blind, I didn't do any intimate things with Esme as my interest somehow couldn't be aroused around her. Evenlast night. Esme had the necklace which should be our love tokenbeen so anxious. She didn't know Francis's address, or she would have come here already. I wanted to hang up, but then looking in, I saw the gentle look Crystal was giving Francis from the crack. I suddenly remembered when we were young, with me gifting that girl a one of a kind necklace that would only be paired with mine, somehow something felt wrong. After my accident and becoming blind, I did have a tough but great time with "Esme", and yet when I was able to see now, I still felt something was wrong, so I didn't and couldn't do any intimate things with Esme either. It is as ifCrystal was doing needle treatment for me, the look in her whole being couldn't arouse me. It wasn't until Crystal's slim figure completely disappeared by the corner when I said, "Drive." and opened my phone, looking into the messages that were left for me and my upcoming schedules. The driver had worked for the Morgenstern house for a long time, even during my childhood I could remember him. Hands on the steering wheel, the middle-aged man suddenly said, "I know that girl. I've seen her before." I stopped mid-scroll as I heard what the driver just said, looking up with interest. "She's Mr. Joseph's granddaughter, right?" The driver nodded, looking at me through the rearview mirror. "You used to go to their clinic when you were still a boy. I remember you two played together a lot." What? I frowned, "Are you sure it was her?" "Of course, she's that pretty silent little girl, right?" Yes, I remember giving it to a silent girl who couldn't speak but I thought it was Esme. I remembered playing with a little girl in that clinic when I was just a little boy. Back then, my grandmother had suddenly passed away for unknown reasons and after that, I barely went to the clinic anymore remembering my parents forbidding me from going. One time, I sneaked back to the clinic, gave that little mute a necklace, telling her that he would recognize her through the necklace when they grew up. "Here! This is a one of a kind necklace! That means that only you have it!" I gave the necklace to the pretty girl, saving her once again from the patient's children who would tease her for not being able to speak. I pulled her but even now I can't remember clearly what she looked like. Only her wavy hair and a hint of green was all I remember, the most prominent was the bright smile she gave me, one that I remember till today. After a couple of years, I had met Esme through a gala that one of the shareholders held.. Sheeyes had been holding the necklace inequally gentle. Did she treat every male in such a gentle way? This woman was probably a player... Somehow, the thought of her hands and I had thus thought she was my childhood sweetheart. But now, the driver suddenly toldtreating me that my childhood sweetheart had always been Crystal? Who was it then that I gave the necklace to? Crystalline or Esmeralda? >>>>--------- ---------<<<< *CRYSTALLINE* Walking back from another day at the clinic, I was looking forward to spending time with Serenity. On the way,the same as other men pissed me off. Changing my mind, I picked up a phonethe phone, leaning against the wall, "Hello?" "Hubby?" Esme cooed, "Where have you been last night? I tried to call from Lola who sounded excited on the other side of the phone, "I know who that patient was. It's actually a 'she'..." "Who was she?" I asked, very interested to know more. "The old lady of the Morgenstern house," Lola said. I froze. "The Morgenstern?" Alex's family? "Yes. That wealthy Morgenstern house on TV. I thought everyone in this city knew them... You've got to know about their grandson. Alexander Morgenstern, you used to play with him every day. Don'tbut you remember him?" How could I ever forget about him? I wouldn't still be in love with him if I had forgotten about him. I held my phone tightly, the edges probably gritting my skin "Who was that patient who passed away anyway?" "It was Alexander's grandmother..." What? "Then who was that family member who hung out with Charles all the time?"won't pick up..."
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USER: giveThink a title for:Freezingfor:*ALEXANDER* "I'm at the question, I looked upFrancis's place." I replied to Esme on the phone, my voice curt. "Hubby, I missed you so much. Did you miss me?" If it was anytime before, this boring question would be the end of our phone call. But today, my feelings mixed because of Crystal and somehow answered, "I missed you." Esme sounded thrilled, "Hubby, do you want me to come over to your company so we can have lunch together?" "I'll send the driver." "Okay, Hubby. I love you so much. Muah~" I frowned at him in horrorthe words, an uncomfortable feeling welled inside of me but I still made sure that Alex sat down steadily. His face was blushingmanaged to say something sweet gently, "See you then, babe." >>>>--------- ---------<<<< *CRYSTALLINE* While his voice was not loud, both Francis and I had heard Alex's voice from the alcohol and somehow, I just knew he seemed less drunk just because he refused to let people know that he was drunk. He was probably the most drunk out of all the men added up together. "Do you want a hot towel?" I asked softly, even though I was afraid of what hehallway. Francis laughed, "I guess everyone has his type. I couldn't understand Alex sometimes... Why would ask, Ihe fall for a woman like Esme?" Yes, why would he? I wonder. I lowered my gaze as I took the bowl of soup to Francis, "Drink it." I wanted to leave the room, but Alex was still concerned for his safety. Just as I stood up to go to the bathroom however, Alex suddenly grabbed my wrist. Immediately I turned around and fell my gaze on his big hand, absentmindedly notedphone with Esme. He sounded so gentle as he spoke to the phone, "I know. Miss you too." I shivered, I didn't know it was in revulsion of Esme or jealousy of Alex. Francis huffed, "Weird. Alex has taste... But why would he pick a wife like that?" I bit on my lower lip, "Maybe Esme is just his type." Why not? He had dated her long before the incident and now they seemed to be going well. After making sure Francis finished the soup, we walked out the room, the tray left behind for Susan to clean up later. On the way out, we bumped into Alex who was wearing a shirt that his hand completely engulfed minewas a bit tight on him, probably Francis's. "Alex," Francis sounded quite cheerful, "How are you? Did you enjoy the wine?" "I'm just good enough to not get any massage," Alex smiled faintly as I struggled his grip, "Mr. Morgenstern, let me go, you're drunk." The next second, he pulled me into his arms, and fell right into his lap. My eyes widened as I subconsciously hooked my arms around his neck to steady myself, my heart beating fast. My small body against his,he walked away. He sounded a bit sour in my ear. But Francis explained to me, "Please don't mind him. He's always like this." But I can't help but feel conflicted. I knew Alex only talked to people he disliked that way. He used to be so gentle with me when he thought I was Esme. But perhaps that was why. I wasn't Esme and I would never be her. When he talked to Esme on the phone, he also sounded so gentle a couple minutes ago. Why am I caring so much anyway? We all went downstairs. Francis had asked Alex to stay for breakfast. But Alex declined, "I've got a business trip today. Got to go soon." "Why are you in such a hurry Alex?" Francis asked, but Alex only replied blankly, "I've got a new project lately." "Okay then... Good luck I guess." "Thanks, goodbye," Alex nodded at Francis before he pushed open the door. But then, out of nowhere, he suddenly turned around to face me, hooking his fingers at me, beckoning me to come closer. I was confused as I thought he planned to avoid me but still walked forth, "What's the matter, Mr. Morgenstern?" He stared me intently in the eyes. "Can you tell me who are you right now?" "Huh?" I froze, not understanding the question he was asking "What do you mean?" "Are you that hot girl in that restaurant? Francis's girlfriend? Or that scar-faced doctor in the clinic. Could you at least tell me who you are right now?" What was he trying to say? Was I any different from usual? Yet the way he looked at me was so serious. He looked like I fit perfectly into his arms.he hated me. Like the sight of me disgusted him. I don't even understand what he is thinking. My waist feels small against his palm, able to completely engulf a quarter in a grip. His body was hot and hard against mine, the next thing I knew was his lips against mine. Feeling his rough lips against mine, I still remembered themind can't help but to think back to last timenight when Alex suddenlyhe kissed me. EsmeSo he had showndone those things to me last night just because he thought that I was an easy woman? My eyes reddened at the attempt to hide my anger and tears, but he interpreted my silence as something as Alex frowned slightly, nodding, "Oh, I get it now. Your current role is that miserable doctor, right? Guess you will still show up and things had just gotten out of control. Alex was clearly drunk this time. I couldn't even predict what would happen next. If Esme got to know this, Serenityduring my treatment tomorrow." I stifled my tears, nodding tersely, "I guess." "Finally, I thought I would be fooled like an idiot forever," Alex smiled sarcastically, "Get your things ready. I need you to come with me right now." "Huh?" My eyes widened in danger. I tried to struggle againstdisbelief. Right now? But the man said nothing else as he walked out of the door. "I can talk to him if you don't want to go," Francis walked forth, explaining it to me, "Alex is not always like this. He probably still hasn't recovered from the hangover... He's generally a polite and sensible person..." "It's okay," I knew Alex only treated me this way because for him, I was an unpredictable woman who always lied. It wasn't that I wanted to, it was the circumstances, but still I'm not the one to convince. I didn't want to trouble Francis either so I went upstairs and prepared my medical kits. I didn't bring anything else as I thought it would only be a short trip and it would only take a day as usual for any treatment for Alex. I asked Zoe to take care of Serenity which Zoe agreed immediately, "Serenity is such a good girl. I'll take good care of her." Alex's armscar was parked outside of Francis's house. And a couple of minutes later, Francis accompanied me out to Alex's car with him impatiently waiting outside. Francis was so kind, he even held the car door for me. Before the car was driven away, Francis knocked on the window on Alex's side. I could only look curiously at the two. "What?" Alex rolled down the window. "She's a lady. Can you at least be a gentleman around her?" "You're so protective, huh? Why don't you admit that she's your girlfriend?" Alex smiled sarcastically. "Shut up, man," Francis suddenly went furiously red. But Alex only dropped his gaze, his tone steady, "I'm not a gentleman. I'm only gentle to my wife." I heard every word coming out of his mouth loud and clear. After saying that, Alex cast a glance at me through the rearview mirror, "Why don't you get in the car?" I nodded, pulling the door open and sat in the backseat, lowering my head, returning to my usual quiet self. Alex was sitting on the front row, giving the driver an order as his eyes fell shut, "Go to the airport." I was startled, the airport? I shoot a glance at Alex in worry, "We're going to the airport? Where are we going exactly?" "I am not going to kidnap you," Alex said impassively, "Stay still." But my worry only increased as the car drove away from the house. I didn't know how, but he was so strong compared to me. I couldn't even movewhen we got to the airport, my plane ticket had already been purchased. This was my first time taking a flight. Unable to help myself from the new sight around me, I looked around like a curious little child. My eyes were as wide as saucers. I was lost in his muscular arms. Lookingthe sights until I realized Alex was staring at himme with unreadable eyes, making me blush in the eyes, the blue-green was so bright as he dipped his head, I saw the reflection of my own face in those deep eyes. I had grown up as a mute, always being teased and bullied. No one had ever said that I was pretty. I still remembered that day when I first met Alex. "Hey! Leave her alone!" It was a bright summer day, the sun had blocked my sight as he stoodshame. Did I make myself look like an idiot in front of me. His short black hair shined against the sunlight. It was after he chased themhim again? I quickly turned away when he looked back at me. A sunny smile greeted me as he reached out, the first thing he had told me was, "Hehe. You're so pretty." His eyes were happy and genuine and back then, I didn't even understand why he would compliment me. I was covered in dirt from being pushed around. But still my heart fluttered at a praise from someone I didn't even know. After that, he would frequently visit the clinic, bringing snacks, toys. Every moment spent was filled with laughter and happiness. I had loved him so much. No matter how much I denied it, I wanted to be with him. I flinched as I felt his hand move under my shirt, his hand pushing up the dark-colored shirt and cupping my breast gently, fitting perfectly in his palm. His other hand reached up and cupped the back of my head, tilting my head up and pressed his lips against mine demandingly. I moaned against his mouth, lost in the pleasure before snapping myself out of it. This was not going to work. Breaking the kiss, I tried to push him away once more, but my strength was nothing compared to his as he didn't even budge. I had no choice but to sink my teeth into his shoulder. Alex growled and froze at my action and I took the chance to push him away, running out of the room. Rushing out, I happened to bump into Francis who was exciting another guest room. But I didn't want to face him after what happened and ran straight to my room, slamming the door shut. Francis almost saw that... I went to the bathroom and sank myself into a tub of cold water. I needed to calm down. I hated myself for always losing control of myself whenever Alex was around. I shouldn't get too close to Alex. I told myself that I shouldn't hold any ideas against that perfect man. It was why I had acted like that in front of Alex, making him believe that I was Francis's girlfriend. If I just gave in to Alex, how should Francis face Alex in the future? I don't want to ruin their friendship with my secrets. I shivered as the water was freezing against my skin, coming out of the bath sneezing non-stop. I knew I was going to catch a fever from the cold bath. The next morning, I felt my head was going to explode from pain. I couldn't even smell anything and my body felt. Sneezing multiple times in a minute, I reached out the drawer and swallowed a couple of Panadol. I didn't want to pass the flu to my baby. It was at that moment that Zoe's voice came through after knocking on the door, "Miss Matthews, could you please make some herbal soup to make the boys sober? I heard you're a famous doctor. I bet you must know how to cook those hangover herbal soups... They drank too much wine last night..." I nodded, "No problem. I'm coming downstairs right now." I quietly went down to make the soup. However, Alex was also in the kitchen at the moment, standing before the refrigerator, holding a bottle of ice water in his hand. Seeing that, I snatched the bottle of ice water from his hand without a second thought. Alex looked a bit surprised at my action which I thus explained, "If you're feeling headache or thirsty right now, drinking cold water will only make it worse. Here, have some tap water first. After that, I'm cooking some herbal soup. You'll feel better after drinking that." Alex cast me a cold glance before taking the glass of water away from her, "Thanks for being so concerned. And thank you for the bite mark on my neck." I flushed at his words, looking to see the collar of his shirt was wide open. I could clearly see the teeth mark I had left in my escape on his neck from last night. My mind was brought back to what happened last night. But what could I have done except push him away? Why would he do that to me anyway? Was he treating me as Esme? Did he remember what he did? But I could only watch as Alex finished the glass of water with a couple of gulps, leaving the kitchen without looking back. It seemed like he was really drunk last night, probably not even remembering what he did to me last night. I took in a deep calming breath before going to fetch the ingredients of the herbal soup. Soon the fragrance of the soup filled the kitchen and as soon as it was done, I took the soup to Francis while Zoe took the bowls of soup to the other guys. Walking into his room, holding a tray of soup and food, taking in his messy bedhead and sleepy eyes, I asked "Feeling any better?" "Hm..." Francis scratched the back of his hair, his face flushed "I was pretty drunk last night. I didn't say anything weird, did I?" "Nope, you were still a gentleman as always," Unlike a certain someone... I put the bowl of soup on the table, "I made some herbal soup. Have some and you'll feel better..." "Okay... But I need to brush my teeth first," Francis jumped off his bed, almost falling over. But I went to catch him. Francis wobbled on his feet, using my hands for balance "Sheesh... My head is going to explode..." "Just sit down and let me give you a massage." I sighed, at least the massage can help awaken his muscles. He protested, "But..." "Don't be shy," I smiled, planting him against the chair, "I'm a doctor. I know how to make you feel better." Francis flushed but I was quite calm. I was a doctor and he was my patient now. When my hands landed on his skin, he looked away as he blushed furiously. I cant help but chuckle at his cuteness.to hide my surprise. >>>>--------- ---------<<<< *ALEXANDER* I felt so much better after becoming sober, the herbal soup Zoe gave was a big help. I went back to my room, getting changed and ready for my work. When I walked past Francis's room however, I noticed the door was ajar and the sounds of soft chuckling. From the crack, I peaked in to seeCrystalline Matthews is an enigma. I was left confused with the way Crystal giving Francis a massage. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun. A strand of hair fell beforechecked around her forehead.surroundings right now. It reminded me of someone. She looked too goodlike that little girl in the clinic who also used to have an innocent pair of eyes like this. I remember once, I had gone to the clinic, bringing her a box of exquisite desserts from Belgium. When the girl opened that box, her eyes had also widened like this. 'What's this?' She wrote down on a piece of paper, her eyes wide with curiosity. We were hanging out under the big tree in the clinic garden, sitting under the shades. On my lap was a box wrapped with ribbons, inside was desserts bought directly from Belgium. "Oh this?!" I opened the box to show the small cupcakes with various different animal drawings from icing and cream. Some even have chocolate sticks with them. "Mama bought these desserts from a faaaar away country. But I want to share it with you so I brought it here!" The smile I was rewarded was as if the sun started to shine from her face, nearly blinding me in its brightness. But that was supposed to be true. A couple of days ago, sheEsme right? But my bigger fear was if it wasn't Esme who was my childhood sweetheart, then would I ever find her? >>>>--------- ---------<<<< *ESMERALDA* "ARRRGHHH" I screamed in frustration, throwing the glass wine cup onto the floor at the news I received. I had only been a scar-faced mute doctor, but now, she was as beautiful as a fairy. This woman was unpredictable. Suddenly, the sound of the baby crying made me frown. That was right... She stillfound out that Alex had a daughter, a baby girl as mysterious as her mother. Zoe went to carry the baby. When the old woman walked past him, I couldn't help turning to look. With one look, he was completely stunned. The baby's eyes were a strange shade of blue-green and wide when she looked at me curiously. Her eyes somehow look familiar. I couldn't help but get curious, asking Zoe, "Is this Miss Matthews's daughter?" "Yes, she is," Zoe nodded, "She's such a lovely girl, isn't she? I've never seen such a pretty baby before." I moved closer as I observed the baby. I could tell the baby was the same since she had the same eyes and nose from when I last saw her. The condition of her skin was the only thing that changed. How did her mother manage to do that? What's more, how did this baby look so familiar? Have I seen the baby other than the times I saw the mother? At this moment, Crystal's gentle voice whiffed out of the room, "You will feel soregone on a business trip after a hangover. I'll do the massage for you tonight again." I frowned involuntarily at her words that implied that they had these sessions regularly. But then, my phone started to buzz. Fishing my phone from my pocket, turninghe got on to see that It was a call from Esme. Ah, that's right. I hadn't gone back last night. Esmethe plane. Alex had been so anxious.gentle when he spoke to me on the phone that I had gotten my hopes up that he would come back and finally sleep with me but he had suddenly decided to go on a business trip without telling me anything. This was so unnerving. I felt Alex must have a purpose when he acted so gently on the phone just to get away from me. Holding my phone, I was getting lost in my own thoughts when suddenly, a maid walked in, "Ma'am, your father is here." What? Again? I hummed, "Let him in." When Alex was away, Charles tended to visit me every day for some strange reason. It wasn't his home, it was mine. "Geez, this place is huge. I tend to get lost no matter how many times I come here..." Cutting to the chase, I asked "Dad, you said Crystal left home. Do you know where she went?" "She's still working at the clinic. I guess she only found another place to stay. I prefer she isn't staying at home all the time. Your mom doesn't enjoy seeing her," Charles took a grape from the plate, throwing it into his mouth and chewing. Urgh, I can't believe how stupid he is now. "Dad," I frowned, feeling a bit dissatisfied, "She's not under our watch. What if she decides to play some tricks?" "Honey, you and Alex are in a steady relationship. Alex loves you. What are you worried about?" At his words, I fell silent as I bit on my bottom lip, putting the phone in my hand down, if only we were steady, then I wouldn't need to do anything. "Dad, why are you here to see me?" "Oh... I heard Alex's company got a new batch of projects. Could you tell him that I also want one?" "Dad, Alex has given you so many projects. Are you sure you can finish all of them?" I frowned. "Why not? They are money. I can't have enough," Charles laughed, "My company is climbing currently. Sooner or later, it will become as big as Morgenstern's. Then you don't need to rely on anyone if we are equally powerful as Alexander Morgenstern." That wouldn't be possible. I rolled my eyes, I knew my father's limits better than anyone. But that wasn't my business as I started to get impatient, "Alex has gone on a business trip. I'll tell him when he gets back. By the way, you need to help me find out where Crystal is living right now. I can't rest assured if I don't know anything about her." "No problem, princess. But don't forget about mentioning my request to Alex." I rolled my eyes as Charles checked his phone. Impatiently I asked again, "Did Crystal go to the clinic today?" "I don't think so." His eyes glued to the phone. "What?" I jumped up from my seat, "Why wasn't she there?" "We've got no appointment. It's normal that she doesn't go if there's no patient at all," Charles frowned, "What's the problem?" I rested one hand on my chest, feeling anxious for no reason. Right, there was no way they would be together right? >>>>--------- ---------<<<< *ALEXANDER* It was clear that this was the first time Crystal went on a trip on a flight, much less one in a first-class cabinet. She didn't know Francis's address,was curious about everything and kept staring at the cloud outside of the window. In the middle of the flight, a steward came to ask what beverage we wanted. I declined but Crystal, "Herbal tea please" she said. The steward blinked. But then she hurried to say, "Just water. Water will be fine." The steward smiled and told her to wait for a second. A couple of minutes later, he brought a cup of herbal tea to her. "Here is your herbal tea. Just for you, young lady." She looked surprised and thanked the steward. Thank you so much!" she smiled. Was she a witch with magic or something? Why did she would have come here already. I wanted to hang up,seem attractive to all kinds of men? I involuntarily frowned at the sweet smile being offered to others so easily. But the way she took small sips from the cup of tea was adorable. I couldn't take his eyes from her. And then, besotted and as if in a trance, I leaned forward and took that cup of tea from her hands away, pressing my cold lips against her soft ones. Her lips tasted pleasantly bitter and fragrant, probably from the herbal tea. I had the urge to eat her alive. There was something about Crystal that constantly tempted me. I wasn't sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing but then looking in, I saw the gentle look Crystal was giving FrancisI just couldn't keep myself from the crack. I suddenly remembered when Crystal was doing needle treatment for me, the look in her eyes had been equally gentle. Did she treat every male in such a gentle way? This woman was probably a player... Somehow, the thought of her treating me the same as other men pissed me off. Changing my mind, I picked up the phone, leaning against the wall, "Hello?" "Hubby?" Esme cooed, "Where have you been last night? I tried to call you but you won't pick up..."being attracted to her.
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