Love Worth Fighting For-Chapter 2
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Two day before Suri disappeared.
Clarke Mansion, Geneva, Switzerland. 8.00 AM.
As soon as she received orders from her brother who asked her to move to Luxembourg, the smile on Suriâs beautiful face disappeared, replaced with endless sadness. Asher, who had done various ways to make Suri smile again, was really exhausted. Dealing with Suriâs anger was one thing that Asher still couldnât do well even though he had lived with his adoptive parentsâ family for over seventeen years. Being brought to Geneva when he was four years old when Suri was already two years old at that time made Asher close to Suri, but that closeness did not mean much because Suri was still unmanageable to him.
In the life of Suri Mireya Clarke, there are only two people who are feared, the first is her father and the second is her only brother, Christian Clarke. Suri is only afraid of the two of them, although her fear of Christian is much greater.
âWhy do we have to move to Luxembourg?â
âI donât like that country, itâs too small.â
âThereâs nothing interesting I can do there.â
.....
âAsher help me think!â
âAhhh I hate brother!â
Shouts after screams were heard in Suriâs room, which was on the second floor, Asher, who was standing near the door, could only be a good listener as well as the target of Suriâs indiscriminate anger.
However, even though she was angry and upset about her brotherâs decision to ask her to come to Luxembourg as soon as possible, Suri still packed her personal belongings into a Leopard-shaped backpack.
âWhat else can I help you with, Suri?â asked Asher quietly offering to help not long after Suri finished inserting the family photo into her diary which was the last occupant of her Leopard backpack.
Suri immediately turned to Asher quickly. âCall my brother and tell him I donât want to move.â
Asher raised his hands in the air. âSorry if that one I can not, I give up.â
âTch, just afraid of Christian,â Suri pouted curtly.
Asher just smiled hearing Suriâs sneer, he didnât have the slightest intention of replying to Suriâs sneer. Asher knew that if he served the provocation that Suri was doing right now then his plan to make sure Suri tidy up all her things would take longer. Seeing Asher not being provoked, Suri became even more annoyed, at the age of nineteen, Suri has never been this angry.
âAarggghh itâs because of Mommy and Daddy!â cried Suri suddenly. âIf they didnât go to Norway, maybe Christian wouldnât ask me to move huhuhuhu...â
Asher, who had folded his arms while leaning against the wall, immediately ran to the bed where Suri was, seeing Suri crying was the thing he disliked the most since childhood. .
âHey little rabbit, donât cry.â
âAsher!!â đ§đŻeđČđŹâŻđđ·ođ·eđč.đđđ
Asher chuckled amusedly, seeing Suri immediately react to the small call he had just made.
âYouâve grown, Suri. Itâs not appropriate to cry, in six months your twentieth birthday,â Asher said softly while stroking Suriâs head.
Suri raised her head to look at Asher who was smiling at her. âIâm a kid, Asher. I donât want to get old!â
âEveryone gets older, Suri. No one gets younger in this world, except in movies.â
âI donât want to have wrinkles, I donât want to get old!â Suri laughed stubbornly.
Asher chuckled. âIndeed, all old people will have wrinkles, right? Look at Aunty Anne, until now there are no wrinkles at all on her face, right? Come on Suri, times are sophisticated. There are many great doctors in this world, beauty clinics are also mushrooming. You can do many treatments at the best clinics with peace of mind. Moreover, wrinkles, dark spots and other skin problems will disappear easily in the hands of a doctor.â
âIs that true?â
âYeah, havenât you seen the evidence yourself? Aunty Anne is real evidence, Suri. So you donât have to be afraid of getting old anymore,â Asher added again, trying to convince Suri.
âWhen I get old will everyone still love me, Asher?â
Asher immediately released his arms from Suri quickly. âWhat are you talking about? Of course you are still, you are the princess of this family, Suri. Everyone loves you. Uncle Jack, Aunt Anne, Christian, Grandpa Luis and I. We all love you more than anything, so letâs not talk anymore.â
âIf something bad happened to me would you guys...â
âShhhh...donât talk anymore. Weâd better eat, Iâm already hungry. Watching you tidying things up made me hungry, you havenât eaten either, have you?â
Suri shook her head with tears still remaining on her face, seeing that Asher smiled in amusement. Asher slowly moved his hand to gently wipe Suriâs tears. âTell me, what do you want to eat? Iâll cook it especially for you.â
âReally? Asher isnât lying?â Those two ocean-clear blue eyes sparkled at Asherâs words.
âI would never lie to you, Suri.â
âYeee..then I want to cook roast turkey. I want to finish one portion alone without having to think about the scales,â replied Suri excitedly.
âFinished one serving of roast turkey alone?â
Suri nodded her head excitedly like a child. âYes!â she answered without hesitation.
âOkay, then Iâll cook it for you. Then letâs go to the pantry together, okay?â Asher said gently.
âYes.â
Without a doubt, Suri accepted Asherâs hand and immediately left the room with the all-pink design to the first floor, having an age that was not too far away, making Suri and Asher close. Both of them understand each other, although on paper Asher is the one who has to give in more. Even so, Suriâs fear of Christian is still above all else. Her brother is too cold and unpredictable, because of that Suri wouldnât be able to spoil him like this if she didnât have to beg first.
***
Dubai, UAE 10.00 AM.
âGo Zee, heâs moving. You have to save that innocent girl, donât make a mother cry for her daughter who was forced to be sold.â
A blonde haired girl who was packing her things into a backpack nodded slowly, responding to the words of a man who was talking to her through the earphones attached to her ears.
âI know, take it easy, Max. I already know the target of that bastard.â
âGood, go Zee. Donât be afraid, God is with you. God will protect you Zweta.â
The beautiful girl named Zweta smiled. âYes, I know. God will protect me.â







