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"Why are we here?"

Psyche was still standing in front of Adam's car door as the man rushed towards the entrance.

"Don't you want to know me more?" He said as he turned back and pulled Psyche's hand impatiently. When he opened the door, an old servant already greeted them and bowed respectfully.

"You want to introduce me to your family?" Psyche held her hand and stopped. "As your co-worker again?"

Adam hissing. "No." Said firmly. "Didn't you want a confession? You should be happy because you're the first woman I've introduced to my mother— as a lover of course."

Psyche shits face. He was not proud at all. Instead he avoided everything related to Adam's family. Especially about her mother.

"Adam?"

Pucuk loved ulam also arrived.

The middle-aged woman went down the stairs with graceful steps. Her hair was loose and looked so smooth. Not looking depressed over the death of her husband, instead Psyche felt Sophia looked more charming.

"Thank God you're home."

Psyche did not realize that she was staring at the woman until now Sophia was beside Adam and staring worriedly at her son.

"Yes, Mommy. I'm sorry I've been staying at Jacob's house a lot lately."

Psyche. In order to cover up his depraved behavior, the man even took refuge behind the name of his own relatives.

The proud Adam turned out to be an exemplary child in his family.

"It's okay." Sophia's gaze shifted, "Who is she?"

Psyche glares slowly.

Adam smiled stiffly while embracing Psyche with one hand. "Mom's forgotten, I brought her here on a day of mourning."

Sophia frowning. "Sorry I don't remember at all." He said with an unpleasant smile.

Psyche let go of Adam's embrace and took a step forward. He could see Sophia's face clearly now. "Then I have to introduce myself again."

His body bowed deeply, "I'm Psyche..." He stared at Sophia's shoes with a flat look. Then he lifted his body and turned to Adam's pair of similar eyes.

Sophia smiled gently at him.

"Psyche Heartfillia."

Then, the woman's smile faded when she found out her last name.

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Psyche did not understand why her mother could always smile even though her father was caught playing with fire. Treat him gently and respectfully even though the man is getting colder with each passing day.

From childhood he thought that a marriage based on love would end like happy stories in a fairy tale.

But in reality, he saw both of his parents die after taking dozens of anti-depressant pills. That's when everything was destroyed. His family went bankrupt and he was taken care of by his uncle who worked as a farmer in the village.

At such a young age, Psyche had experienced many bitter things in her life. No one knows about the deaths of his parents, and he never even told Leon what he considered to be his brother.

Psyche did not want to burden her uncle by living in the village and relying on him, so she decided to return to London when she stepped on as a second high school. With the remaining possessions of his parents, he rented a simple apartment and worked part-time until graduating from college.

Psyche has never been a broken home. As much as possible he accepts whatever has happened with his chest. She is determined to be a stronger woman than her mother.

Until he met Adam, despite the hatred blazing in his chest, he had fallen on the man deeply.

Maybe this is what my mother felt for her father. Love blinds the mind and mind. Closing all logic about right and wrong. So that laughter and crying are never again in harmony with what is felt.

"Why don't you ever have dinner with us, Mom?"

At that time he only found his mother's soft, shady smile, not knowing that her question had made a deepening wound in his heart.

"Dad has to work for us, Psyche."

In fact, the father had dinner with another woman. Really, his mother is good at pretending. Even though he is just a boy, he will not be easily lied to.

Then, one day, he heard his father talking to someone over the phone. His tone was so smooth and slow.

"Elise already knows everything, but she doesn't seem to care."

After the incident, Psyche did not understand why she dared to infiltrate the room and steal the father's cell phone to solve his curiosity.

His heart pounded, with trembling hands he looked at a photo tucked between the photos of himself and his mother in his father's gallery.

The beautiful woman embraced her father affectionately. And the father looked at him with a look he never gave his mother.

"The woman is my mother and next to her is Ariel, my sister. Greet them and introduce yourself as a co-worker. You understand that my family is mourning, don't you?"

His love for Adam is real. He thought about forgetting all his hatred for the man because of all his ill-treatment and chose to understand Adam.

But he never thought that Adam's day of mourning for his father's death would lead him to an old memory that has made him lose everything.

In addition to Miranda's presence that seemed familiar to the Louvander family, there was something new he realized from that day.

Something worse than anything. The real reason that made him leave without saying goodbye was even before Mr. Louvander's funeral.

The woman— whom Adam introduced as his mother— turned out to be the same person he saw in his father's phone.

Psyche was crying all day.

Truly, God, he is just a man.

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"There has never been anything so simple. Especially the matters of the heart."