"I'm sorry Miss Chan Juan but we lost her..." The pale doctor said to the poor girl who had just gone outside minutes ago. She was beginning to feel sick, the world outside her was effecting her to get queasy. The ICP monitor beeped one time at a second and then ceased.
The lifeless body of her mother was pulled out of the ICU on a stretcher, and was headed to the morgue. Chan Juan felt like the whole world was crashing around her; her world, her mother.
The pain of losing a mother, with a heavy thudding heart, tension and terror grabbed her by the tongue and dried her mouth of everything. She couldn't scream, only watch them take her away and that was it.
And so she woke up in a daze, panting very hard like someone who just ran a 100km race. Her world and swirling around her like it was just yesterday, it came fresh, the pain the anguish, the sorrow she had to bear for six years.
Chan Juan broke into tears, she was besieged by her overburdened heart, surged with the flood of despondency.
Then a knock came in, Chan Juan immediately dried off her tears, sniffing and cleaning her snort as she walked towards the door, and lazily bent the knob to open.
"Good morning Young Mistress.
The female servant greeted. She seemed familiar, Chan Juan thought as she stylishly scrutinised her over and over again, the servant herself was getting uneasy.
Ah! She remembered, Old Hee's personal servant...
"Biyu right?" Chan Juan asked out loud, the servant shook her head promptly and answered.
"Yes ma'am."
Chan Juan leaned against the door with a wide smile, awaiting what she had to say, Biyu already picking that, proceeded.
"You missed breakfast today, so madam said I should rather bring it to you, to less trouble you."
For the first time, Chan Juan noticed the tray of food the servant was carrying, her face stiffened into a frown, looking uncertain as the weather. How could she have missed breakfast? She just woke up now, right?
Chan Juan assumed, but no, it couldn't be.
Chan Juan looked around for the wall clock, her eyes finally landed on the beautifully designed black clock hanging on the wall far before her.
"10:20!" Chan Juan exclaimed, she looked at the female servant and grinned.
"Thank you." She collected the tray and closed the door.
"Oh my goodness, why did I have to sleep like that? Of course, I was so exhausted last night... And I can't even remember what happened..." Chan Juan dropped the tray on the table and continued talking to herself until she got to the bathroom.
Eu Meh wasn't at ease, she paced back and forth in the big room, the temperament around her was heavy and poker-hot. Her hand on her waist and the other holding her phone to her ear, it had been ringing since forever but the person on the other line seemed to have had too much to spare on the beer.
"Crap!" Eu Meh threw her phone across the bed exclaimed with so much resentment.
She sat down at the edge of the bed, grabbing her hair, she looked like someone who is experiencing dilemma, and charade she needed to get away from before it ruins it all, she thought. The door creaked open suddenly;
"Oh my goodness, you scared me Zhiqiang..." EU Meh lamented holding her chest.
"Are you alright?"
Guo Zhiqiang sauntered towards her, gingerly raising her chin up.
"My darling wife, I know you have been worrying about Guo Daiyu. I want you to know that we are not relenting and trying our best to find her, she will be find, I assure that."
His voice was soothing and convincing, Eu Meh sniffed and nodded.
"You took such a brave step to save our company, I am forever indebted to you." Guo Zhiqiang added and pulled her into a warm hug.
Then her cell began to ring, Eu Meh's body shook vigorously like she had been pricked with a sharp needle. Guo Zhiqiang gazed hazily at his wife,
"Oh it's nothing, I'm fine.. Very fine. Just didn't expect that."
The phone stopped ringing and began again.
"You are sure you don't want to pick that?" Guo Zhiqiang asked and furrowed his brows pointing at the cell. Eu Meh waved her hand,
"It's not important, and besides aren't you late for your meeting with the foreign investors?"
Eu Meh brushed away the previous topic and took interest into dressing his suit jacket.
"Oh that...!" Guo Zhiqiang acknowledged,
"You should get going now honey, you might be late." Eu Meh's tone was very passive.
"Okay then, I will get going." Guo Zhiqiang said and kissed her cheek lastly before leaving, there was a huge exhalation of pent-up breathe from Eu Meh after Guo Zhiqiang left, she sunk into the bed with her thumping heart.