She is seeing the horror when a beautiful woman keeps strolling exactly below the unstable chandelier. It makes her confused about what to do in this terrifying situation.
Approaching quickly and without hesitation, Judy abandons the box of cake and rushes to help the lady. With a firm grip on the woman's waist, she pulls her away from the hazardous area just as the chandelier crashes to the ground, shattering into countless pieces. In her warm embrace, pulling the lady with immense affection, she secures her safety at first.
"Ouch!" Judy groans, feeling sudden pain in her back. "Mam, are you okay?" The woman, who's highly traumatized after witnessing what's just happened. "It's okay. Take it easy, ma'am." She keeps trying repeatedly to make her calm down. How the incident has shocked everyone is visible on their faces. They hurriedly come to them. All the people have been working, including the middle-aged woman and the young girl, who also rushes to the spot. "Ma'am, are you okay?" The middle-aged woman asks with genuine concern. "I am so sorry." The young girl apologizes to her in her shaking and terrified voice.
The lady keeps looking at Judy with her beautiful but still fearful eyes. After taking her hand near the enchanting lady's cheek, she caresses it with her thumb. "Mam, don't be afraid," she says, "the danger is over." It surprised her when she takes her hand and touches her face affectionately. "Are you okay?" She asks in a shaking, motherly tone.
"I'm absolutely fine. Please don't worry about me." Sparking her beautiful smile at her, she utters. Although her repeated trials keep going to calm her down, those bright, fearful eyes seem not to calm down that early.
"Thanks a lot. If you were not here today, maybe I—" Realizing the unpleasantness of her words, she stops her from speaking further. "Danger comes to make us cautious. The more you think about it, the more it will affect your mental health." Judy says in a consoling way, "Just be careful next time, please." Turning her gaze at the young girl, who's looking at them, shocked, she opens her mouth again. "Please be careful next time."
"Definitely." She says this in a panicked way while shaking her head several times. Regret is noticeable in her eyes.
Isabella John, the owner of John Corporation, is shocked after facing the deadly situation, but her gratitude is endowed to the Almighty after being saved. Her heart is still beating faster. It's terrified her—so terrified that her thinking power has already come to an end.
The angel, who had never met her before, risked her life to save her! Enticed by Judy's deep, mesmerizing gaze, she offers solace with her eyes, which appear to have a healing effect on her. Those continue to offer comfort and decrease her distress, working to ease her troubled emotions.
Isabella has never felt that secure in her life. Her identity is unknown to her, but her entry, like an angel, has saved her life. "Almighty has sent you as an angel to save me," she mumbles. Her soft gaze gives Judy's cheeks a tint of shyness. With her soothing words, Isabella's excessively beating heart gets quiet. But until now, everything has stopped and they've just forgotten about her baby's birthday celebration.
"Everyone, complete your tasks." She commands with her eyebrows knitted, "Remove all the pieces of the chandelier carefully."
A cute smile forms on her beautiful face as her cheek has gotten caressed by her softly. However, the nervousness that spreads on her face catches her attention.
"Are you okay?" "The cake." Judy points her finger towards the cake which is on the floor. "I am extremely sorry," she says. Her beautiful smile leaves her for a while as if the moonlight has just left the moon. Isabella chuckles slightly at her.
"It's okay, sweetheart. This is just a cake." She says, "I'll order it now, so don't worry about it." "Very kind of you." A sigh of relief skips her mouth after listening to her.
"Mam, I am leaving, please take care of yourself." As she gets ready to leave, Isabella stops her promptly. "Wait, sweetie. Please attend my son's birthday party. I'll be delighted." "I am extremely sorry, Mam. I am currently doing my job but thanks a lot for considering me." "Oh, okay then, but promise me you'll come visit me some other days whenever you get free time?" "I promise."
As they part ways, a warm and genuine smile graces her face, reflecting the admiration that has developed between them. Despite being strangers, a connection has grown between them, a feeling of affection that is not quite definable.
As she steps out of the front door while preparing to mount her bike, pauses upon noticing a large Mercedes-Benz making its way through the gate.
Meanwhile, satisfaction starts to dance into Isabella's heart upon seeing the car. Her baby has returned home on time, and this is the first time he's arrived home this early. Her heart is delighted after seeing her son. From one side, her son comes, and from another, her angel leaves.
While entering the gate, the eldest son of Isabella John catches sight of Judy's bike driving away. But because of her helmet, he is unable to identify her. As soon as he strides into the house, a frown conquers his forehead. "WTH! Why is it broken!" After crossing the threshold of the house, his mind goes blank seeing his mother Isabella beside it, along with her two maids. With his heart already frozen, he runs toward his mother.
"Mom, what happened!? Why is it broken!?"
"Are you okay?" He asks her, concerned, but before the response can be uttered, he pulls his mother into his embrace instantly, which makes her chuckle.
"Don't worry, Ellen. I'm okay." She assures him, stroking the back of his head affectionately. A sigh of relief skips his mouth. "Thanks, Almighty." "You know an angel was here to save me from the falling chandelier," Isabella says. "She is an angel." "Who is she, Mom?" He says, "I should thank the angel."
At that moment, Ellen feels a deep sense of love for his mother, realizing just how precious she is to him. His heart is filled with gratitude, particularly towards the girl who helped his mother from this danger. "Oh, no!" Isabella utters, making him worried. "What happened, Mom?"
"I forgot to ask her name!" She answers by being dissatisfied with herself. An unhappy expression spreads on her face that's not expected by him. On his special day, it is unbearable for him to see his beautiful mother's affectionate face covered with sadness.
"Mom, it's okay. If you want to meet her from your heart, then you will meet her no matter what." Her enchanting smile is flashed through her symmetrical teeth to her son while shaking her head in agreement.
But the situation gets agitated when Ellen asks her to know who's been tying the chandelier while being ruthless that it could hurt his mother. Isabella doesn't say anything; she just looks at Helen, the young maid. Ellen understands well that she's been trying to tie it, but before he can open his mouth, his mom's voice stops him.
"We don't know him, Ellen. He's a novice. It wasn't his fault, though. "Let it go, my baby," she says to soothe him. "For the time being, rest up and get ready quickly because guests will be arriving soon." Ellen nods at Isabelle, but his heart aches thinking about her state after the chandelier has collapsed. It's difficult for him to imagine how helpless his mother must have felt. He closes his eyes in frustration.
"I don't know who you are, but I'm grateful to you." I want to find you one day to return my debt. If you hadn't been here, I may have lost my precious mom!" He mumbles, "Damn me!" I can't even think about it.
Ellen jumps onto his bed after entering his room. However, his thoughts are interrupted by the surprising presence in his head of his ultimate enemy's face. Despite his highest efforts, he cannot forget her face since it is deeply rooted in his head.
"There's a special place for you in my heart, baby girl! You know I can't sleep because you've successfully ruined it. Your face is troubling me. We'll meet soon; till then, enjoy your life to the fullest," he mumbles everything on his own. His aura darkens just thinking about her.
"Whom are you wishing to enjoy his or her life to the fullest, baby?" His mom's voice echoes in his ear, which is full of curiosity; he quickly turns to her.
"Mom, come in?"
His anger vanishes quickly after seeing her face, and a beautiful smile circulates on his face in no time.
"Have you invited all of your friends?"
"Yes, I invited all of them."
"Mom, is Dad going to come tonight?" His sudden expectation ruins her mood. She exhales a deep sigh filled with anguish making the colorful mansion seem to lose its brightness. She gathers her words somehow.
"I called him, but he's busy as usual, so we have to celebrate your birthday without your dad. Please, don't be sad, my baby." She utters while attempting to restrain her tears. it's clear to him how tragic she has felt which causes him to regret asking about his father.
"I don't understand why I always hurt you, even if I don't want to." He thinks over quietly. "Family doesn't matter to your dad, so let him stay busy with his business. It doesn't bother me anymore; I hope it doesn't bother you too." Her suffering in those words is noticeable, mirroring a deep sense of regret and sorrow. "I am sorry, Mom I have ruined your mood." "There's no need to be sorry. Get ready." "Sure, Mom." Ruffling his hair lightly, she smiles at him as she departs, hiding a great burden of agony in her heart.