I'll Teach You, Marianne.

Anne hugged Linda tightly again just like two hours ago when they had just met. Anne's longing for Linda was really great and it made her not want to let go of her best friend. Anne even forgot the presence of Mr. David Clarke, Luis, Alice, and Paul, who had been staring at her since earlier.

"Anne, I can't breathe," Linda sighed softly, trying to free herself from Anne's arms.

Anne immediately released her arms from Linda and looked at her with teary eyes. "You don't love me anymore?"

"Good grief, Anne! You're alright, are you?" Linda asked quickly while placing her hand on Anne's forehead.

"Oh come on, I don't want to talk to you anymore. Since the trip here, I've been imagining a warm welcome from you, but it turns out you're acting like this. I'm really sad, it seems you've got a new friend who is better than me," replied Anne full of drama, just like the old days when she and Linda would banter. 

Linda immediately massaged her forehead which was sore from facing the spoiled Anne. "What are you talking about? Now tell me what should I do?"

Anne's eyes sparkled when she heard Linda's words. She quickly got up from the sofa and pulled Linda's hand to stand with her. "Then come with me to buy something at the shop just down the road."

"Miss..."

Anne immediately turned to Luis who had just called her.

"You can't go just like that, Miss," Luis continued.

"Why can't I?"

Mr. David Clarke touched Luis' hand, causing Luis who wanted to reply Anne's question, stopped his intention, "Go, Anne, I allow you. But you must remember the time."

"Yes, Grandpa, thank you. I love you, Grandpa!!" cried Anne loudly. After saying that, Anne immediately pulled Linda's hand out of the apartment, leaving Paul alone to attend to the guests who had just arrived.

Seeing Anne running so fast, Mr. David Clarke smiled in amusement. He was happy to see another side of Anne that she never showed when she was in Luxembourg.

"Is it okay for Miss Anne to go alone with her friend like that, sir?" Luis asked quietly.

"It's okay, Luis, Anne just wants to be alone with her best friend. I'm sure she wants to say something to her friend without anyone knowing, so we better give her time," replied Mr. David Clarke wisely.

"Yes, sir."

Paul smiled at the words of the old man sitting in the wheelchair. Even though he had previously thought that David Clarke was a terrible man just like the men dressed in all black, who surrounded him today.

"Would you like something to drink, sir?" asked Paul politely, daring to ask.

"Jasmine tea without sugar, pleas," Luis quickly answered Paul's question, replying for Mr. David Clarke.

"Okay, I'll prepare some. Please wait a moment," said Paul again, nodding his head.

Alice, who had been silent for a while, then suddenly got up from the sofa. "I'll help," she said quickly offering Paul a hand.

"With pleasure, Miss," replied Paul kindly.

Alice rushed to the pantry with Paul, while Mr. David Clarke with Paul and about 6 men dressed all in black remained in the living room. Mr. David Clarke's smile broke when he saw the wedding photo of Linda and Paul, who was with Anne in the middle. It was as if Anne was an inseparable part of the two of them.

"Anne seems really close to them," said Mr. David Clarke quietly.

Paul nodded. "Yes sir."

"Thankfully, at least we know who Anne trusts the most, Paul. So if something unexpected happens, we know where to look for Anne."

"Yes sir."

Paul's words stopped when Alice came with a tray containing a pot of Jasmine tea without sugar for Mr. David Clarke, while Paul behind him was seen serving various kinds of snacks that they had. Luckily, Linda liked to eat, so the stock of food in the refrigerator was never empty.

***

"Are you serious, Anne? That man really is Jack? You're not being tricked by those rich people, are you?" asked Linda in a high voice after Anne finished telling her everything.

Anne took a deep breath. "I also hoped that it was just some fabrication, Linda, but after meeting the team of doctors who helped Jack when he almost lost his life, I finally believed it. Moreover, adding with the other facts that the real Alan Knight Clarke died due to some cruel plan, I feel like I don't the heart to tell Jack the truth that he was Jack, not Alan Knight Clarke, I don't want to destroy the plans made by Grandpa David, and just so you know that at the moment, Erick was taking part in this plan, Linda. He is in Luxembourg now to solve the murder case Alan Knight Clarke, so everyone knows that Alan Knight Clarke is dead and Jack can assume his true identity and tell the world that he is David Clarke's grandson."

"It's complicated, Anne, my little brain can't process all your explanations," said Linda Honestly.

"Oh never mind. Let's not talk about it anymore, I'm still confused about what happened. I still can't believe that the man I hate is the man I've been crying for for the past two years, Linda."

Linda took a deep breath. "Well, at least you can be grateful that Jack is still alive, your conviction for these two years has finally comes true, right?"

"Yes, you are right and that's what I always tell myself that I should be grateful that Jack is still alive, regardless of what he is now, I will still accept him because he is my Jackson Patrick Willan."

Linda smiled with emotion. She knew very well how devastated Anne had been during those two years. "God has a beautiful plan for your second meeting with Jack, Anne. Trust me God has arranged it very well."

"I believe that, Linda, I really believe that. Ah, Linda, how I miss you!" said Anne honestly.

"I miss you too, Anne," said Linda quickly as she hugged Anne back tightly.

Anne also returned her hug to Linda. She vented all her longing for her best friend who was truly sincere to her. The two friends just let go of their embrace when the waiter who brought their order came to their table.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot, how is Jack with Alan's memory like? Is he still as arrogant as he used to be?" Linda asked curiously while enjoying the pizza the waitress had just delivered.

Anne wiped her lips with a napkin. "You won't believe it, Linda, I'm tired of his odd behavior."

"Odd behavior, what does that even mean?"

"Sometimes he's kind, sometimes romantic, sometimes annoying, and sometimes very possessive. It all drives me crazy, he's like a chewing gum. He never wants to let go of me when he's at home," answered Anne in frustration, letting out the feelings she had been holding back.

"If you already know that, why do you keep trying to run away from me, Anne?"

The voice of someone Anne knew so well was heard and she almost choked, even though she had not eaten anything. Instantly, her body stiffened, but she still tried to think clearly because she was sure that the voice she knew was currently hundreds of miles away. However, Anne's confidence was instantly disappeared when suddenly a well-dressed man suddenly wrapped his arm around Anne's shoulders.

"Did my presence spoil your mood, my wife?"

To be continued