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       Type follows his fake mother into the house and he sits on one of the sofas. Sarocha goes to her room and brings out the pink present box where she kept Type's things when he was little. She goes back to the living room and sits down a bit farther from Type.
"I'm so sorry. I know I ruined your life of being a rich man because of my selfishness and greed." She wipes the tears falling down her cheeks. But Type doesn't reply or say anything.
She continues, "I actually had two daughters. Gift wasn't the only one. My other daughter, Rose, She had a heart problem and the cost of treatment was very expensive. Coincidentally I met Wong who said I should help with his plan of kidnapping a child so we can get ransom." Sarocha closes her eyes knowing how wicked it sounds. But she was desperate to save her child, her daughter.
"So you kidnapped me." Type says.
"Wong kidnapped you and brought you to me. It all spiralled so badly. He was caught by the police and the building you were kept got fire and you had memory loss."
"Why didn't you take me back?"
"I really tried but you kept following me back home when I decided to drop you somewhere so I wouldn't be arrested as well if I take you to the police."
"I can't believe I called you mother all these years. Who are my real parents?" Type heart beat rushes as he can't wait.
"You're the son of the Wongtrakuls." Sarocha says. She stands up and walks over to Type handing him the present box.
He takes the box. "You mean the company I'm working for, Luv n Face?"
Sarocha nods feeling more tears spilling out.
"You're very wicked. I have been working for the people who are my real parents. I have been struggling. I even quit school so your daughter can finish college so we can save up for her. I gave up half my life to satisfy you and this is how you repay me. You used me for your selfish purposes." Type yells. "You and Fighter are the same. Using people and then dumping them. I hate all of you." Type runs out of the house in tears.
        Tutor is in the kitchen preparing breakfast. He is frying omelette. He hears his phone ringing in his pocket. He brings it out and sees Madam Ahn calling him. He answer the call.
"Good morning grandmother." Tutor greets.
"You did a good job. Mr Thananan is helping our company and we are back on track." Madam Ahn compliments Tutor.
"That's good news. How's mother and father?"
"Are you taking care of Tharn?" She changes the topic.
"He's fine."
"That's good. Goodbye." She cuts the call.
Tutor drops the phone back in his pocket. She didn't even ask of him. His parents didn't even call him. Do they know this marriage saved their company or are they just pretending not to notice.
"Good morning." Tharn greets as he walks into the kitchen.
"Good morning." Tutor greets back. He pours some omelette and toasted bread on a plate and gives it to Tharn. "There's orange juice in the fridge."
Tharn goes to the fridge and takes out a can of orange juice.
"My grandmother just called and told me your company have helped our company. Thank you." Tutor smiles.
"Actually my father is in charge of those affairs." Tharn laughs a little.
"Tharn what happened to your two other partners?" Tutor asks.
"Is anybody home?" A matured masculine voice says. The voice is coming from the living room.
  Tutor and Tharn rush to the living room and see Tharn's father.
"This is actually my father's house. He wants us to live here with him." Tharn whispers to Tutor. Tutor couldn't hide the surprise from showing in his face.
"Sawadee Ka father." Tutor gives a waai to his father-in-law.
"Thank you my son." Mr Thananan smiles.
"How was the meeting at Egypt?" Tharn asks.
"It was good. We will be getting more investors." Mr Thananan smiles.
A middle aged woman with her black hair tied in a bun walks in the living room. She's dressed as a maid.
"This is Henia." Mr Thananan introduces the woman, "She will be in charge of the kitchen and laundry duties in this house."
"Sawadee Ka." Henia greets them giving a waai. The two married men also greet back with a waai. She goes to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the family.
    The three men sit down on the sofas in the living  room.
"There's something really important I want to discuss with you both." Mr Thananan says.
"Yes father, what is it?" Tharn asks.
"When are you going to have children?"
Tutor breathes in sharply.
"Father you know that isn't possible." Tharn fakes his laughter.
"I know, I mean surrogacy. Once the woman gives birth, Tutor can be the one taking care of the child."
Tutor feels his heart racing. He doesn't want a child. He plans to divorce Tharn as fast as possible but with a child that could be impossible.
"What do you think Tutor?" Mr. Thananan asks.
"I think that's..." Tutor looks at Tharn and back at Mr. Thananan, "Maybe Tharn and I should discuss it more privately with lot more thinking." Tutor smiles.
"I want your answer by tomorrow and it should better be what I want." Mr. Thananan stands up and leave.