Smiling Miracle set aside the painting she had made in the corner of the room. She also covered it using a clean fabric so it wouldn't get dirty. That stuffed toy's painting is very important to her.
He no longer knew where that toy was. But he never forgot what it looked like so that was enough for him.
She sat on the chair again as she faced the painting she's currently working on. It's a baby's portrait.
She raised her hand again even though it was a bit tiring, she decided to spend her time with her work rather than joining the party.
He could already hear the noise from outside. Maybe the event started earlier. She's sure that her parents are happy not to see her around. They really don't want other people to see her and know that they have a child.
Miracle sighed before smiling sweetly again. "You're the only one who's important to me right now. I'd rather spend time with you," she whispered while caressing her baby bump.
He began to pursue the unfinished work. She started with the baby's skin color. She made sure that it's pale skin because she wants it to be more realistic.
He stopped painting when he felt his stomach growl.
She bit her lower lip. He forgot that he hadn't even eaten since this afternoon.
Even if he doesn't want to go down to the kitchen, he can't because his baby might be ruined if he hasn't eaten yet.
She placed the brush on the table before stepping outside the room. He peered into the living room below and immediately a fancy pleasure opened up to him. Everyone's wearing an expensive gown and expensive jewelry. She can also see Trigger talking to other powerful people.
Miracle can't help but to smile bitterly. She's surrounded by powerful people. And here she is, a puppet. A weak woman.
She rubbed her white dress because there might still be traces of paint on it. He slowly went down the stairs so that other people would not notice.
She's afraid that her father might beat her again if she gains attention. He doesn't want that.
Only in the direction of the kitchen was Miracle's sight focused as she went down the stairs.
She didn't notice how other people turned their heads in her direction. Admiring her incredible beauty.
Even though her dress is untidy and simple. Everyone is captivated by its undeniable beauty. It's like they saw a fallen angel.
It's not her intention to gain the crowd's attention. But seconds later, everyone's watching her without her noticing.
Miracle immediately stepped inside the kitchen when she got there. She carefully opened the fridge and picked up her favorite dessert. She placed the chocolate cake on the table before eating it.
Her every move was fast, she was afraid that maybe later a visitor would suddenly enter the kitchen and see her.
When she's done eating, she immediately throws the container before stepping outside the kitchen. But before he could walk a few meters, someone immediately pulled his arm.
Miracle gasped when she saw her father who's currently grabbing her. Next to it is his mommy who also has a bad face.
"You brat, we will talk upstairs! I told you not to go outside your room when there's an event like this. But what did you do?" his father asked him angrily.
She almost cried because of the way he's holding her arm. It was too tight and he just wanted to get stuck in the crowd.
"Mr. Fortalejo!" Benedict's grip on him loosened when an important man intercepted them.
Miracle immediately held her arm which was now red. He looked up at the man next to them, it's Trigger. Like his parents, he looked down on her as if he had committed another crime.
She just avoided his gaze.
"I didn't see this beautiful lady a while ago. Is she your daughter?" the visitor asked vigorously before looking back.
Benedict and Olivia let out an awkward laugh.
"Y-Yeah, she is," Olivia answered.
Miracle just bowed because many people must have heard there. Her parents hate introducing her as their child. He will definitely be beaten again.
"I'm sorry Mr. Hernan, I just need to talk to my daughter for a minute," Olivia said before pulling the child violently again.
They left Benedict who's currently talking to the visitor. Along with Trigger who didn't give a damn with her presence.
Miracle didn't say anything. He just dragged his mother upstairs. When they turn into a hallway, away from other people's eyes. His face immediately turned in the other direction when his mother slapped him hard.
"How dare you disobey us, Miracle ?!" it's an angry cry.
Crying the woman touched the hurt cheek. "Mom, I'm so-sorry. Please forgive me," he begged.
Olivia angrily grabbed her hair. "Very heroic bid, what are you really like? Do you always want everyone's attention to be on you ?! How many times have we forbidden you to appear in other people's eyes! "
He slapped her hard again. Miracle just stepped back and leaned against the wall. He did not know how to beg the mother.
"B-But this is my house, mom. My wife is the m-owner of this house so whoever has more right than us to do anything inside this mansion, I p -po 'yon, "she answered honestly while stuttering.
The woman in front of him stared at him in disbelief.
"You have the guts to answer me back ?! The thickness of your face really!" its hysterical cry.
Olivia gazed at Benedict who just arrived. It approached the man while still holding his chest. "Oh gosh, Benedict. You won't believe what happened. She shouted at me!" dramatizing it says.
Miracle looked at her own mother in disbelief. She tried to oppose that but she immediately stopped when her father slapped her hard.
He fell to the floor because of the weight of his hand.
Miracle's chest heaved in extreme pain.
He had not yet progressed from what his father had done when he felt it pull at his hair to lift him up.
"Where did you get that confidence ?! Huh ?! In your works ?! All right! I will destroy those paintings at the same time as I destroy your face!" its cry before dragging him into the room where his works are kept.