Time Turner

The thin woman didn't answer the obvious question, the man could only sigh with an annoyed expression glued to his face as he turned on the light. He could only shake his head trying to not get angry at the weak woman or he will be in trouble. He was holding onto a tray with a glass of tea and a bowl of porridge on it.

He walked closer to the thin woman sitting on a queen size bed, he put the tray on the nightstand then pulled a short chair closer for him to sit on.

"You still watching that video? Didn't boss tell you to stop?" He reached out to a tv's remote next to her to turned off the television, but the woman who was unresponsive before, suddenly grabbed his wrist without even looking at him. But judging by the shaking hand as she grips his wrist tightly, she is upset at the thought of turning off the tv.

The men suppress the urge to hit the woman but he slapped away her hand that was holding onto his own, with an angry huff he fixed his sleeve.

"I heard from the servant that you refused to eat again. You really have to eat or Boss will get angry at you." The men gestured at the tray of food on the nightstand. His voice was still kind, but his expression says otherwise. But the woman didn't even bother to look at the porridge. The man took in a deep breath a forcefully stretch his lips into a smile. He took the bowl and try to feed her.

"Come on, you need to eat to be healthy." The woman didn't even bat an eye at him as she slapped away the spoonful porridge then proceed to push the bowl on his palm.

The moment the bowl hit the floor, the bowl shattered into a dozen small pieces, the porridge was spilled and the spoon she slapped away make contact with his clean expensive suit. Feeling surprised as he looked down at his stained suit.

"You damn bitch!" Rage clouded his eyes as he harshly pulled her hair, she winced in pain but didn't attempt to pull away. "You keep acting like this and your children will meet their end sooner than they will!" Then he raised his arm as he was about to smack her face. But he stopped just before his palm hit her cheek. He looked down at the weak woman who had her eyes closed out of fear. Only then did he let go of her messy hair.

"The boss really has spoiled you rotten!" The man stood up angrily then glared at her. "You keep going like this then the Boss will really take you to the hospital to make a hole right into your stomach. So you can refuse to eat from your mouth all you want because you will still alive with a food tube. Ah, right." The man was about to walk towards the door, but he turned to look at her with a kind smile.

"I found out where your children are, you better eat the porridge before the servant come to clean the mess up. If you didn't eat, well... let's say your children will have it hard." He chuckled at the horrified look on her face.

"Don't look at me like that, Renata." The man shrugged as he reached out to touch her chin, not at all gentle. "We all know your children probably won't signed the doc.u.ment, so it's all on you now." He let go of her chin. Reached out to the remote and turn off the tv that has been playing the old video of her children that she took when they were only a few years old. The only thing that kept her going after being trapped here is the hope that they won't touch her children. Renata didn't stop him turning off the tv as she was trapped in her head.

"Don't. Touch. My children." Renata said with her voice full of venom. Her seemingly soulless eyes lit up with rage. She might look like the hostage here, but she knew really well. That the real hostage is her children.

Were the public to find out that Mrs. Elftaff still alive, the shares will automatically be put under her name. And they were pressuring her to sign the doc.u.ment. It will be better if she just dies so the company will still be under Alfizar. But she has to wait until his birthday, so he could take over the company and the private force to protect himself. Only then did she would end her life when these bastards couldn't harm her children.

"Nah, I won't touch your children physically just yet." The man waves his hand lazily. "But I can touch those around them, right? I like psychological games." He laughed while walking out of the room not even forget telling her to finish the porridge that has spilled on the floor. He locked the door and walk away.

Seeing that he has left, Renata let her body fell on the bed. Her eyes turned glassy and droplets of tears began to fell down one after another. But she didn't sob. She only cries silently. After what feels like hours when in fact it was only ten minutes, she dragged her weak body down from the bed to the floor. She scooped up the now cold porridge and swallowed it.

She wasn't hungry, but she will do anything to have those monsters to stay away from her precious children.

'Samuel...'

The tears stopped flowing.

The porridge has been eaten cleaned by her, she held down the urge to throw everything back up. But she fears the punishment that will fall on her and Samuel's children. She will welcome all kind of torture, but she can't let them harm even a single hair of her children's.

'Samuel... I'm sorry but wait a little more. I have to protect our children.'