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A long, long time ago, on the continent of Nora, in order to show the highest respect for the goddess Nora, devout humans built a magnificent tower. Goddess Nora was moved by people's piety and opened a door to another world—the eye of heaven at the top of the tower. Soon, a race from another world—the Yu clan visited this world. The Yu people quickly integrated into human society. They brought many precious materials and taught humans to smelt steel, develop agriculture, and even teach humans to speak lingua franca. It is precisely because of these friends from heaven that human society has developed rapidly, so mankind gave these friendly friends a beautiful name-‘‘Angel’’ [EXT.GATE.NIGHT] LEONIE 'If Charles has no filthy feeling for ANDREA, why would he risk prescribing her medicine?' 'Everyone knows that no one dares to prescribe unauthorized medication for the Hamilton family.' 'I suspect he gave her birth control pills because he can't stand the thought of her having Lance's baby.' 'The bottle in her pocket is the evidence!' ANDREA (The pills Charles gave me are in the pocket, and I know I'll be in huge trouble if they find it out.) (Mr. Hamilton won’t show any mercy to me on this issue.) LEONIE 'Are you too ashamed to hand over the pills?' NARRATOR 'Leonie glances meaningfully at your pocket.' ANDREA I... Bluff and bluster. { ANDREA 'What if there aren't any pills?' LEONIE 'No pills? I saw you put them in the pocket of your pajama top.' 'If there aren't any pills, I'll apologize to you.' } I refuse to be frisked. { ANDREA 'I refuse to be frisked.' 'I can’t bear such humiliation as Lance’s wife.' 'If it turns out that I am innocent, who will compensate me for my losses?' 'I am not stupid.' LEONIE 'If there aren't any pills, I'll apologize to you.' } How dare you defame me! { ANDREA 'I am Lance’s wife, the official Mrs. Hamilton.' 'Who are you? Miss Summer?' NARRATOR 'Leonie gnaws her teeth and looks at Mrs. Hamilton.' ANDREA 'If it turns out that I am innocent, who will compensate me for my losses?' 'I am not stupid.' LEONIE 'If there aren't any pills, I'll apologize to you.' } LEONIE 'Mrs. Hamilton, the pills must be in her pocket.' 'She's weaseling.' ANDREA 'You want me to be searched like a criminal? You want to trample on my dignity?' 'If I don't have any pills, how can a simple apology possibly be enough to compensate me?' LEONIE 'What else do you want?' ANDREA 'I want you to post an apology on f*******: visible to everyone.' 'I want you to tell everyone that I had nothing to do with ruining your dress and that I certainly didn’t push you down the stairs.' 'Still, you want to frisk me?' NARRATOR 'Leonie hesitates for a moment.' ANDREA (I know she does not dare to do so.) 'That’s it.' 'If you don't agree to my terms, I won't agree to be frisked.' 'After all, how can you ask someone with the Hamilton name to accept being frisked?' NARRATOR 'Your clothes are still soaking, and the wind makes you shiver.' ANDREA 'It's windy outside, and I'm cold. I'd like to go inside to have a hot bath now.' LEONIE 'Mrs. Hamilton, look at her rudeness.' 'She wants to leave without making things clear for Mr. Hamilton and Lance.' NARRATOR 'Mrs. Hamilton is contemplating. She wants to punish you, but the attitude of Mr. Hamilton and Lance is vague yet.' 'You turn to leave with your cold and wet clothes, but a warm hand seizes your wrist.' LANCE 'ANDREA.' NARRATOR 'You raise your eyes and meet Lance's gaze.' ANDREA 'Oh, does my husband want to frisk me in person?' NARRATOR 'You take Lance's hand off, trying to irritate him.' 'However, he does not retaliate against you but takes off his drape, putting it around your shoulder.' 'You are embraced by warmth and Lance’s scent.' LANCE 'Careful, ANDREA, you still haven't recovered from your sickness.' 'An outsider has no right to judge our private family matters.' NARRATOR 'He looks at you gently, taking your chin in his hands.' LANCE 'You just said you're happily married, but I think we should prove it so that people can more understand it.' ANDREA (Is he trying to help me?) (How odd!) NARRATOR 'Then you realize he's just trying to prove your “perfect marriage” to everyone.' ANDREA (I need to play with him to get out of this!) ANDREA What should I do? Kiss him. { NARRATOR 'You place your hand over his, standing on tiptoe, and kiss him.' 'Lance freezes, seemingly not anticipating your move.' 'Leonie stares at Lance and you in disbelief.' } Hug him. { NARRATOR 'You hold Lance.' LANCE 'It’s not enough, my dear.' NARRATOR 'Lance bows down and kisses you on the mouth.' 'You freeze in a second, not anticipating his bold move.' } NARRATOR 'You intend to keep the kiss light and simple. However, Lance deepens the kiss.' 'He wraps his arm around your waist tightly. The atmosphere here is getting wet and…' ANDREA (Awkward!) MR.HAMILTON 'That's enough. Don't make a fool of yourself in public.' 'Go back to your room.' LEONIE 'Wait!' 'I agree with ANDREA's conditions! I have to frisk her!' NARRATOR 'Leonie looks at you in stubborn.' LEONIE 'If you're willing to be frisked and if they're not birth control pills.' 'I will apologize to you on f*******: and explain what happened on the stairs.' ANDREA (Urgh! This b***h!) 'Sorry, I'm not interested in that anymore.' 'As you see, my husband loves me and trusts me. That’s enough for me.' NARRATOR 'Leonie blushes with anger and gnashes her teeth.' LEONIE 'Why, are you guilty?' ANDREA 'I don't know why you're so determined to make this a big deal.' 'I said I have no interest.' LEONIE 'You are definitely afraid of being found out!' ANDREA 'Whatever you want to think.' NARRATOR 'Lance seizes your arm again.' 'You look at the hand on your arm and doubtfully locks eyes with Lance.' LANCE 'Let her frisk you.' NARRATOR 'You try to pull your arm away, but it’s in vain.' ANDREA (What’s the problem with him?) (He was on my side the last second, and the next second, he switches back to Leonie?) ANDREA I should say… What’s the problem with you? { ANDREA (I can understand this man.) LANCE 'Quiet, listen to me.' } No! { ANDREA (I shouldn't have believed him.) (He is definitely an asshole!) LANCE 'Quiet, listen to me.' } Lance, I thought you trusted me. { NARRATOR 'You pretend your grievance to him with tearing eyes.' LANCE 'Listen to me, baby.' } NARRATOR 'As Lance agrees, Leonie trots forward and dips her hand into your pocket without waiting for your consent.' 'The next second, Leonie appears a confused look, and she rechecks your pocket.' LEONIE 'Where is it?' NARRATOR 'Determined, Leonie reaches for the other pocket but finds nothing again.' LEONIE 'That's impossible!' 'I saw her took the pills from Charles!' ANDREA (What? Nothing?) (Where are my pills?) NARRATOR 'You check your pockets and find that there's really nothing inside.' 'You pretend to be calm on the surface, but inside you are full of doubts and panic.' ANDREA (It’s impossible. I did have it in my pocket. I even checked its existence when I got up from the fountain. No one can move it after that without getting attention, unless……) (The kiss.) NARRATOR 'You look at the man who is still holding your hand tightly. He is as cold as ever.' LANCE 'I want to see your apology on f*******: by tomorrow, Leonie.' LEONIE 'Lance, I saw Dr. Peters give her the birth control pills, and I saw her put them in her pocket.' 'I know they're there! Perhaps she's hidden them somewhere else!' NARRATOR 'Leonie reaches for your collar to search inside your clothes.' 'Lance's face darkens, and he turns around, blocking Leonie with his back.' 'He embraces you, shielding you with his body.' LANCE 'That's enough!' 'Go back to your room if you don't want to be thoroughly disgraced.' NARRATOR 'Startled by his tone, Leonie runs back to the house with her head lowered and eyes red.' MR.HAMILTON 'That’s it!' 'No one is allowed to talk about what has happened here in private or to speak to the press.' NARRATOR 'Mr. Francis Hamilton warns the servants before returning to the house.' 'The servants shuffle away in silence, and the garden becomes quiet. Only the splash of the fountain is sounding.' 'Your face is pressing against Lance's chest.' ANDREA I want to… Quit his arms. { ANDREA 'Thank you.' NARRATOR 'You quit his arms as you thank him.' } Keep this position. { NARRATOR 'You both stay still until you ask him the question.' ANDREA 'Why you help me?' LANCE 'I should protect my wife, isn’t it?' ANDREA 'You didn’t in the past three years.' LANCE 'Maybe I am regrated and trying to be a better husband.' ANDREA 'I’d be grateful weeks ago.' (Before I knew everything. Before I got disappointed in you.) NARRATOR 'His words make your eyes red, but you restrain the sentiment feeling in your heart.' LANCE 'What’s the difference now?' ANDREA 'Because I don’t love you now.' NARRATOR 'Lance tights his arms, and you can feel his determinant.' LANCE 'You loved me once. It won't be hard to make you fall into me again.' ANDREA 'It’s needless.' NARRATOR 'Lance doesn’t answer you but switches the subject.' } LANCE 'Did he touch you?' NARRATOR 'You both know the “he” is Charles.' ANDREA 'So, that’s the real reason you help me? Jealousy? Try to evident you are a better man?' LANCE 'Just answer me.' ANDREA I should say… Charles is a perfect lover. { LANCE 'Watch out for these beautiful lips. They are saying things I hate.' NARRATOR 'Lance’s fingers caress your rosy lips in gentle, but you can tell the dangerous signal from him.' ANDREA (It’s not wise that irritates him now.) 'He is a rich bachelor, good enough for every single woman.' NARRATOR 'You accentuate the word “single.”' LANCE 'Smart girl.' } There is nothing between us. { LANCE 'Is that so? Do you think I’d believe you?' ANDREA 'I don’t care.' NARRATOR 'As though you are being rebelled, he is pleased by your words.' } LANCE 'I warn you not to get too close to him, otherwise……' NARRATOR 'His unfinished sentence is full of menace.' 'Then, Lance carries you back to your room and then leaves.' NARRATOR Do you want to know where Lance is off to? YES. { [INT.STUDY.NIGHT] NARRATOR 'Lance walks in, followed by Robert.' 'Robert places a transparent plastic bag labeled Folic Acid in front of Lance as he sits down.' ROBERT 'Mr. Hamilton, Dr. Walter said this is for you.' 'It can help Mrs. Hamilton prepare for pregnancy.' NARRATOR 'Lance is contemplating, not knowing he is listening or not.' LANCE 'Is Dr. Walter still here?' ROBERT 'He left just now.' 'Shall I get him to come back?' NARRATOR 'Lance nods.' LANCE 'Besides, contact the director of St. Peters Hospital to arrange for a medical examination for ANDREA tomorrow.' NARRATOR 'Robert nods and leaves.' 'Lance sits alone in this room. Then he pulls a small brown bottle out of his pocket and squeezes it with his fingers' 'There is a basso.relievo logo used by the Peters on the brown glass.' 'Lance uncaps the bottle and pours out all the pills inside, leaving only one on the table and throwing the rest in the trash, then puts the Folic Acid tablets in the bottle.' 'Minutes later, Dr. Walter comes in.' DAVID WALTER 'What can I do for you, Mr. Hamilton?' NARRATOR 'Lance hands a tablet to Dr. Walter.' LANCE 'Test it.' 'I want to know exactly what it is within three days.' DAVID WALTER 'Yes, sir.' } NO [INT. MCBEDROOM.NIGHT] NARRATOR 'You jump on the bed after taking a hot bath.' 'A thought streaks through your mind one second before you almost fall asleep.' ANDREA (I forgot to ask about my pills!) (I need to get them back!) NARRATOR 'You are contemplating the situation as Lance walks in.' ANDREA I should… Not talk to him. { NARRATOR 'You close your eyes, pretending you are asleep.' ANDREA (I have not got an idea yet.) LANCE 'Save your lousy acting, ANDREA.' NARRATOR 'Lance exposes you without mercy. You have to open your eyes and look at him.' ANDREA 'What?' } Ask him why he is back. { ANDREA 'What’s this drama again?' 'I thought I had called it a night.' } NARRATOR 'A maid behind Lance presents you with a white tablet and a glass of water.' LANCE 'Take it.' ANDREA 'Are you kidding me? I won’t take an unknown pill.' LANCE 'This is folic acid to help you ready to conceive.' ANDREA 'It’s hilarious. I want a divorce, not a pregnancy. I have made it very clear to you.' LANCE 'This is your responsibility.' ANDREA 'Mrs. Hamilton is nothing but a machine for reproduction.' LANCE 'Don't challenge my patience.' 'Keep tomorrow afternoon free— I'm having someone take you to the hospital.' ANDREA 'The hospital?' LANCE 'Do you think I believe Charles’ bullshit?' LANCE 'I will have Charles' father reexamine you.' 'Charles told grandpa you are infertile, then his father will tell grandpa his son was utterly wrong.' NARRATOR 'You quietly clench the quilt.' ANDREA 'I refuse to…' NARRATOR 'Lance interrupts your vehement objection with a simple act.' 'Lance pulls a brown pill bottle out of his pocket and puts it on the bedside table.' LANCE 'You take the pill now and go to the hospital tomorrow.' 'Got it?' ANDREA (My birth control pills!) (He wins this round.) NARRATOR 'You take the pill in silence and lie back, refusing to talk to him any further.' 'Lance tugs a satisfied smile on his lips, then he slides into the duvet.' 'You can tell he is lying by you as the mattress sinks.' ANDREA 'What the heck?' NARRATOR 'You've never slept on one bed before.' ANDREA 'You are not invited to my bed.' LANCE 'I am your husband. I don’t need an invitation to share a bed with my wife.' ANDREA 'I'm a terrible sleeper.' LANCE 'For example?' NARRATOR 'Lance's fingers entwine your hair.' ANDREA 'I grind my teeth, snort, talk, and even sleepwalk at night."' 'I might even kick you down."' LANCE 'I don't mind.' NARRATOR 'He grasps your waist with his other hand and holds tightly.' 'As you struggle to get away from him, he keeps you firmly against his body.' LANCE 'Stop moving unless you want something to happen.' 'Or maybe you're yearning for that?' NARRATOR 'You can feel his growing excitement.' ANDREA 'You're too sensitive, Mr. Hamilton, I did nothing.' LANCE 'This is because of you.' NARRATOR 'He bites your earlobe vaguely, smelling the scent of your hair with satisfaction.' ANDREA 'Pervert.' NARRATOR 'It’s useless to disobey him. You calm down your emotion and fall into sleep soon.' [INT. MCBEDROOM.DAY] NARRATOR 'When you wake up in the morning, Lance has left.' 'You have a fresh breath by the luxury French window and find several robust bodyguards standing by the gate.' ANDREA 'Even an agent or spiderman can’t slip out.' 'Lance does not trust me. He is still the same condescending and paranoid person.' 'I am used to the unknown dangers anyway. Nothing can stop me from getting a divorce and fancy dresses.' ANDREA Choose the outfit Fancy. Cute. Simple. NARRATOR 'Beep.' 'Your phone lying on the bedtable sounds, and the lighting screen shows numerous notifications from Facebook.' ANDREA 'Right, Leonie’s apology,' NARRATOR 'Most of the notifications are because of Leonie’s post.' 'You scroll the screen, skimming over her apology post, which is apparently written by her PR team.' 'Right at this moment, to your surprise, you receive a friend request from Lance.' ANDREA What should I do? Accept. { ANDREA 'I'd love to know Leonie's face when she finds out that Lance is following me.' 'It must be funny.' } Decline. { ANDREA 'Urgh! This man is everywhere.' } Ignore it. ANDREA 'But…what’s the profile image of Lance?' 'Instead of Lance's photo or the company's logo, the picture shows a girl stands under a big, weeping cherry tree, and the wind swirls her skirt.' ANDREA (Why does it feel familiar?) NARRATOR 'You try hard to search for any info in your memory about this, but nothing appears.' ANDREA (Is the girl Dianna?) (I have never thought Lance is a person who’d show his lover on social media.) (I was the one who did such a thing every day.) (Wait!) NARRATOR 'The thought reminds you your f*******: is full of Lance’s photos!' ANDREA (It’s humiliating!) NARRATOR 'You delete them one by one.' 'After doing so, you feel content.' ANDREA 'I should treat myself to an omelet for such a wonderful morning.' [INT. KITCHEN.DAY] NARRATOR 'You are making an omelet, humming a song, as Robert walks in.' ROBERT 'Mrs. Hamilton.' 'The Hamilton family's cyber security department has just discovered an anomaly in your account. All photos on your account have been deleted, and Mr. Hamilton says your account must have been hacked. Therefore, the security department has restored the contents of your account and reset its password. The password will be sent to you by email.' 'Mr. Hamilton said your f*******: account will be protected 24/7. You can be assured.' ANDREA 'f**k his protection! It’s surveillance！' 'Where is Lance? I need to see this god damned control freak！' ROBERT 'Well, Mr. Lance will have lunch with you.' 'Please come to the gate two hours later, the car will be waiting there.' 'You will attend your physical examination later in the afternoon.' NARRATOR 'Your muscle tightens as soon as you think about the physical examination.' ANDREA (Now, everything is under Lance’s control. I have to do something to turn the table.)