Take My Breath Away

"You didn't know? She killed a patient. She prescribed counterfeit medication where real drugs were necessary. And the patient died. Think I haven't asked someone to help her? Now she's in deep enough doo-doo where I can't help her. What do you know? You're just a kid!"

Sheffield breathed heavily as he digested his father's words. 'Mom's patient died because of her? And she prescribed counterfeit medication?' Not until then did he know why his mother was locked up. "That's impossible! My mother would never do anything like that!"

His father sighed heavily and said, "It's true. Even I couldn't save her."

But they were a couple, and his father did what he could to help Ingrid. She had been sentenced to fifteen years in prison. But she got out after serving two years for good behavior.

Prison wasn't kind to her. She never was able to get a good night's sleep, and her dietary habits suffered. She was under a lot of stress, which affected her health.

Not long after she was released, Ingrid died.

That year, Sheffield was eleven. Despite the young age, he had tasted the bitterness of the world. In order to make a name for himself, by this time, he had fought in the streets for 3 years. He did well in school, though, and was about to skip the third year of junior high.

He had to bury his mother all by himself.

Seven days after his mother died, three million dollars was wired into his account.

Since he was a minor, Sheffield's father checked the account and found out. He asked where the money came from.

"I earned it," Sheffield said nonchalantly.

An eleven-year-old child netted three million, just like that; it shocked everyone in the Tang family.

Sheffield was smart. Otherwise, he wouldn't have skipped grades continuously and was ready to jump from grade 8 to grade 10 at the age of 11.

But no one believed he could make three million.

So Sheffield's father did what he felt he had to, and grabbed a whip. Then he asked, "How did you make that much? Are you involved with some bad peop

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

er, he pressed his face against her chest and said softly, "Evelyn, I want more."

She answered out of breath, "Here? Think about what will happen by morning... Scratch that, we'd go viral in a heartbeat."

Sheffield smiled in her arms. "Then never mind. I'm a guy. I don't care who sees me naked. But I'm the only man in the world who gets to see your body."

'Only he gets to see my body?' Evelyn was becoming more and more convinced that Sheffield was overbearing. Her lips curled into a smile. She pretended to be angry and chided, "Then let go of me!"

Despite his mood, he watched Evelyn collect herself before having dinner again.

After dinner, on the way to the parking lot, Sheffield insisted on putting his arm around Evelyn's waist. But she didn't like public displays of affection. While they were arguing about this in a low voice, someone called Evelyn.

"Evelyn!"

When Evelyn heard the voice, the smile on her face instantly disappeared. She stopped in her tracks but didn't turn around. "Miss Ji, what's up?"

Sheffield kept his arm around her waist. He turned his head to see who it was.

A man and a woman stood at the door to the restaurant.

He didn't recognize the woman. She was average-looking, well-dressed and with light makeup.

He had met the man before. It was none other than Evelyn's ex-boyfriend, Calvert Ji!