Cherry Blossoms
Go To France

I parked Edgar's car on the side of the road, and got out immediately. Although there was still some time for the flight but I was afraid that Edgar's men would hinder my departure.

It didn't take long, me and Dad got out of the apartment successfully and my trip to the airport didn't bother me.

It seems Edgar didn't try to stop me because I asked him to divorce me. So I think maybe in a little scared.

I hope the mini cameras I put in some places aren't caught before I can catch them wet.

While waiting for the flight schedule, I invited Dad to eat at a Japanese restaurant. Two hours later, our departure schedule was very long.

"You insist on going to France. You're okay, right?" ask me as if I understand myself

"I'm fine" I said

"Edgar just sent me a message if you got into a fight over Poky's problem, is that true?" ask my dad

Moreover, he complained as if he was the victim. Loser!

"I saw Poky just seeing how he was in Dad's hospital, not about me making out with Poky, Edgar misunderstood me and accused me of nothing" I said in self-defense

"Then talk to him well" said my father

"It's dad, I've talked to him, but he still thinks his conjecture is true. I went to France to see my friend, he wanted to take me on business" I reasoned.

Though the truth is I want to meet with Edgar's lawyer and talk about inheritance. I want her lawyer to know about my real marriage.

Fortunately my father believed and then he quietly enjoyed his meal. I open my phone and turn on the recording activity my mini camera captured.

Edgar was seen calling someone, I put on earphones so that what he was talking about was clearly heard.

"How does he know if we're related?" Edgar looked annoyed

He must have called Xiaonian

"Definitely Poky dismantled it, what? Well, maybe you have a point too. There's someone who was made a spy in this house, maybe it's Sovia....,"

"Yes, he was the one who defended Zoya when I couldn't control my emotions,"

Edgar continued to fumble about other things until he finally cut his phone. Before long he came out and called out to Sovia, as well as the other servants.

Everything is recorded clearly from a very sophisticated surveillance camera. I saw there after everyone had gathered, Edgar pulled Sovia and pulled her hair as if threatening something.

Then there was a servant who came forward and stopped Edgar's behavior like possession.

I'm not clear what they're talking about. I came out of the window of one of the camera recordings and looked for another camera that was closer to Edgar and all the waiters. But how shocked I was when Edgar saw my mini-camera. He looked at her fixedly while turning the camera back and then said.

"Huh Zoya! You used this mini camera to spy on me hahaa... Goodbye bye!" Edgar dropped one of my mini cameras that the waiter found and stepped on it to a crumble.

After all, I can't show you any valid evidence. My only hope is that the mini camera I put in his office. Hopefully no office waiter found.

I watched from the other cameras, Edgar had all the waiters look for the mini-cameras they found. One by one the cameras were found and destroyed. There are two that they have not found, namely from the top of the ventilation but the distance is very far in front of the living room.

I closed my phone and just resigned to the state of hoping luck still on my side

At exactly 12 p.m., our plane took off and started flying towards France. I have non stop travel without transit. It would be exhausting to sit and rest for almost half a day because the trip would take about 14 hours, 35 minutes.

7 O'clock in 35 minutes. We arrived in France. Japan and France have a different 7-hour, faster time in Japan.

I breathed the night air as I exited the door. I miss France. I remember the last time I came home was when Edgar talked about his wedding at my house.

Why do I remember that, it hurts so much.

When I turn on my phone, my chat media continues to provide message notifications. Edgar continued to chatter through whatsapp.

It contained him at first he was angry and the longer he was like begging me to go home. I didn't reply, because I was lazy.

Then I opened the message from Poky, he wrote a message when it came to inform him.

Hah Poky never asked me to contact him, surely Edgar who came to him might warn his cousin, then I guess Edgar must have borrowed his phone and sent me a message as if it were Poky.

I wouldn't believe Edgar so easily and again Poky's way of writing was never in short this way.

Oscar picked me and Dad up at the airport, and stopped by the food stall before heading home. The presence of Oscar made me forget my sorrow. He was a little brother who could comfort me for a while.