Love Worth Fighting For

Zwetta did not fight when Christian was invited into his study, her curiosity for Elena Wilson was so great that it made her obey Christian. Having been into Christian’s study before, Zwetta didn’t look awkward at all. Instead, she sat quietly on the sofa, waiting for an explanation from Christian.

“What do you want to drink?” Christian asks quietly.

“No, I don’t want to drink anything. I want you to quickly explain everything to me clearly without hiding anything,” Zwetta replied curtly.

Christian pursed his lips, after carefully placing the box containing Zwetta’s lava cake on his desk, Christian then took out a blue envelope from his desk drawer and brought it to Zwetta.

“You can read it if you want,” Christian says quietly.

Zwetta shook her head quickly. “No, I’m lazy to read. I want to hear everything directly from you, including the strange behavior of the girls earlier.”

Since Zwetta refuses to read Elena’s file, Christian then places the blue envelope on the table carefully before he finally sits down on the sofa, joining Zwetta.

“Elena Wilson is my personal secretary,” Christian says quietly, starting to speak.

.....

“Private secretary?”

“Yeah, she was my personal secretary before we finally got into a relationship.” Christian purses his lips as he remembers his first meeting with Elena almost two years ago. “Our relationship went normally like a boss and a secretary, Elena who quickly mastered her duties amazed me and I finally realized that this admiration had developed into a feeling of belonging. It took a long time for Elena to accept me as her lover.”

“So?”

Christian’s heart beats fast, he looks nervous and afraid to say the wrong thing. Right now he had to be careful with what he said so that Zwetta wouldn’t misunderstand him.

“Our relationship is going well, we managed to have a love and work relationship so well without any significant fights until the problem finally came. The night I brought Elena back to Geneva to introduce my family as a potential wife was a disaster, Suri said that Elena as one of the people who kidnapped her ruined everything. I am angry with Elena, as well as my father as I have told you before,” Christian says quietly, his voice a little heavy. Going back to talking about his stupidity makes Christian feel uncomfortable.

“Then...”

Instead of continuing his words, suddenly Christian knelt before Zwetta. His blue eyes were already glazed over. “Before I continue my story, I want you to promise me one thing first.”

“Promise?” one of Zwetta’s eyebrows rose. “Why should I promise?”

“Because it’s important,” Christian replies curtly. “I’ve lost you before and don’t want it to happen again, so you have to promise me not to be angry and not to leave me again.”

Zwetta grimaced in pain, Christian’s grip hurting her fingers. “Why should I make such a promise? Isn’t it Elena Wilson that we’re discussing now, so why do I have to promise?”

“Because Elena Wilson is you, Zee.” Christian finally tells the truth.

Christian’s office immediately fell silent, no sound was heard for a few moments.

“You are Elena Wilson, my future wife, Zee. You are that Elena Wilson,” Christian says again.

Zwetta immediately pulled her hand roughly from Christian’s grip. “You’re out of your mind, Christ. How could it be that Elena Wilson is me, obviously my name is Zwetta. I’m an American and my job is a secret agent, not a secretary to a CEO. Looks like you need the help of a psychiatrist to check your mental state, Christ! ”

Christian, who was ready to accept Zwetta’s refusal, pursed his lips. “Then tell me where you have been for the past three years.”

“What kind of funny question is that?” Zwetta immediately reacted with a real sneer.

Christian doesn’t budge, he stays in his current position. Demanding an answer to the question he had previously thrown at Zwetta.

“Really?”

“Yes.” Christian replies curtly. “Tell me where you have been for the past three years.”

“Of course it’s in New York,” Zwetta answered quickly. “Though I’m not entirely in New York having to do the mission Robin gave me.”

Christian smirks. “New York, huh? Is there any evidence you can give me to show you were in New York for those three years?”

“Wait, what exactly were you trying to tell me in the first place Christ? Why do you want to know where I have been for the past three years, only a stupid child would ask this kind of question.”

“After carrying out a mission in Zurich you got into an accident, Zee. You were hit by a car driven by Jody Wilson shortly after you got out of the hotel and as a result of the accident you experienced memory loss. Afraid of his crime being discovered by the police, Jody Wilson finally made yourself his daughter. Elena Wilson, her daughter who died two days before she hit you.”

Zwetta’s body immediately straightened, Christian’s words that sounded nonsensical bothered her a little.

“Try to remember what happened to you shortly after you left the hotel where you carried out your action at that time.”

The only person who hasn’t spoken for the past hour is Zwetta, Zwetta keeps her lips sealed even though Ronin and Christian take turns talking to each other. Of all the evidence that Ronin showed, Zwetta only remembered the CCTV footage showing the figures of Jody and Camila Wilson carrying the body of a girl dressed in all black into their car.

Various questions were now coming one after another in Zwetta’s head.

Why did Robin lie? Why didn’t Robin say anything about this incident? Why did Robin hide the fact that he had been missing for three years? So what is Robin’s real purpose by hiding all these facts? What exactly was Robin planning to do by keeping the secret? Did she really ever become Elena Wilson?

“And this is the last file we have.” Ronin held out a piece of paper to Zwetta. “This is your Ct-scan report taken by the doctor who treated you at the time.”

Zwetta grabbed the paper Ronin had given her and tightly locked her lips, her heart beating faster when she saw the date the medical action was taken. Everything was according to what Ronin had said earlier. Zwetta immediately remembered the stitches on her head which were quite severe and the wound was in the same position as the result of the CT booth in her hand at this time.

As Zwetta continued to remain silent, Ronin’s patience was starting to break. Slowly the man turned to Christian, but instead of getting a little calm, Ronin was even more depressed when he saw Christian who was also silent. Christian did not take his eyes off Zwetta at all, Christian was trying to read Zwetta’s thoughts from the expression on her face which was very difficult to describe.

“Then why did Jody Wilson make me her daughter?” After an hour full of tension Zwetta finally opened her lips. “Where did the real Elena Wilson go?”

Ronin’s eyes sparkled, he looked so happy to hear the question he had been waiting for. Ronin excitedly handed the piece of paper back to Zwetta. “See for yourself,” he said quietly.

Just like before, Zwetta again received the paper Ronin had given her with her lips tightly locked. However, this time it was different from before, Zwetta gave a small shriek as she read the paper Ronin gave her which turned out to be Elena Wilson’s death certificate.

“I..this...”

“That’s Elena Wilson’s death certificate, Zee,” Christian says quietly. “The reason Jody Wilson made you her daughter is because of her grief over the tragic death of Elena Wilson two days before you were hit.”

“Elena Wilson’s horrific death.” Zwetta repeated Christian’s words slowly.

Christian nods slowly. “The poor girl chose to end her life after receiving threats from her boyfriend, lover and mastermind of all the sexual violence that happened to Elena Wilson, threatening the girl to spread their sex photos and videos on paid adult sites.”

“Bastard!!!”

“And this is Elena Wilson’s ex-lover who has made the girl finally end her own life,” Christian said again while handing over the photo of the cause of Elena Wilson’s death that Aldrich gave a few moments ago.

With slightly shaking hands, Zwetta received a photo of Elena Wilson’s ex-lover who currently works as one of the city government employees of Zurich, the big smile of the man in the photo made Zwetta’s blood boil.

“The man’s name is Owen Miles,” adds Christian.

“Why is he still roaming free?” Zwetta asked hoarsely.

“Owen Miles’ parents were quite powerful in Zurich at the time, that’s why the case of Elena Wilson’s death was closed as a suicide case. The police in the city rejected all reports of Jody Wilson demanding justice for his daughter at that time and because of the injustice she received that caused Jody and Camila Wilson left the house that afternoon until they ended up bumping into you by accident,” Ronin replies quietly, taking Christian’s place.

Zwetta immediately massaged his head which was so sore, her anger was really at the top of her head now. Although not yet confirmed all the truth of the story spoken by Christian and Ronin, but Zwetta is already so angry at this time.

continued