Amy quickly went to the hospital, carrying fear and trepidation after the unexpected call from Quen. What he said on the phone wasn't clear, but Amy felt that there was something important she needed to know. As he walked down the hallway of the hospital, his heart beat faster.
Arriving at the place where he was called, he saw Quen standing outside a room, a serious expression on his face. Amy immediately approached the young man. "Amy, thank you for coming so soon," Quen said with a look of worry on his face. "What happened? Why did you call me?" Amy asked holding back the nervousness in her chest. Quen answered with a deep breath before speaking. "We found something in your tests. As you can see from your last check up, there is a complication in your pregnancy that needs to be addressed." Amy frowned. "What do you mean?" Quen adjusted his glasses, apparently thinking of the right words. "In the test labs, it came out that you are pregnant, you need a rest," Amy was stunned, feeling that time suddenly slowed down. Amy nodded, her face filled with worry. "I understand. But in this situation, it's better for the father to know. Especially since your pregnancy has complications," Quen told him. Amy was silent, trying to make sense of things while bearing the weight of her situation. "Thank you, Quen. I will think about it." While at the hospital, Zack sees Amy from afar. Quen was with it and the two seemed to be having a serious conversation. Zack stopped in his tracks, wondering what Amy was doing there and why her brother was with her. When he saw the two enter the room and close the door, Zack thought. "Why are Amy and Quen together?" he asked himself. Something is bothering his mind. He knew something was different, but he couldn't tell what it was. The next day, in their office, Amy is back at work, but it's obvious she's thinking about something. He was trying to organize his papers, but Quen's words kept touching him. Questions about the father of her child came back to her mind. Inevitably, he had to face the truth. In the middle of what he was doing, Zack entered the office, his face serious. It looked directly at Amy, seemingly hesitant but full of intention. "Amy, we need to talk," Zack said, his voice cold but full of emotion. Amy stopped what she was doing and faced Zack. "Yes, sir?" Zack approached, his eyes searching. "I saw you at the hospital yesterday. You were with Quen." Amy froze where she was, thinking of what to say. He knew it wouldn't be long before Zack found out the truth, but how was he going to start? "That was a personal matter," Amy replied, trying to keep her voice calm. "Personally? Amy, if it's serious, I need to know. I'm worried about you," said Zack, and in the tone of his voice, you could feel the concern. Amy didn't seem to know how to answer Zack. He wanted to tell the truth, but he was afraid of Zack's reaction. What if everything changes after Zack finds out that he is the father of the one he is carrying? Before Amy could speak, Zack's phone suddenly rang. He stopped, peered at the screen and quickly answered the call. Vanessa called. "Hey, babe," Zack replied, the tone of his voice instantly changed, from being serious and deep, to something more calm and relaxed. He shook a little to talk on the phone. As Amy stood and watched Zack, the weight of her situation suddenly returned. He knows that revealing the truth is inevitable, but with every step towards it, something seems to stop him. But he can't hide anymore. Zack has to learn the truth about their son—and he has to prepare himself for the possible consequences of all this. After her talk with Zack, Amy left the office. His mood is restless, he tries to control his emotions. He knows it won't be long before the truth comes out, but the question is when will he tell it. As he walked to the pantry, he could still hear Zack's voice, the words he had said earlier: "I'm worried about you." Amy felt each step getting heavier. The last scene in the hospital with Quen was still in his mind. "There is a complication in your pregnancy," Quen said repeatedly. He couldn't quite figure out how to handle it on his own. Especially now, Zack needs to know that he is the father of his child. But how can she tell this to a man in a complicated relationship with Vanessa? Quen suddenly entered the pantry. When Amy saw him, the young man's face showed concern. "Amy, are you okay?" Quen asked as he approached her. Amy adjusted herself, trying to hide the weight she felt. "Yes, I'm fine," he replied quickly, but it was obvious in his voice that he was nervous. "You don't look okay," Quen replied, seemingly unconvinced by Amy's answer. "I know it's hard, but you have to make a decision. You have to tell Zack the truth." Amy was stunned, she knew Quen was right. He can no longer hide. The longer he hides the truth, the harder it will be in the end. But she's afraid of Zack's reaction—not just to his fatherhood, but to the possibility of him disappearing from the man's life forever. "But how do I begin, Quen?" Amy asked, unable to hide the doubt in her voice. "What if he gets angry? Or he walks away from me?" Quen took a deep breath before speaking. "Amy, it's better for him to find out now than for him to find out any other way. You can't hide it forever either." Amy nodded, trying to understand what Quen was saying. He knew it was right, but the nervousness in his chest still didn't go away. Before he could answer, they heard footsteps approaching. The pantry door opened and Zack walked in, looking surprised to see the two of them. "Quen, Amy, you're here," Zack said, trying to smile but there was a strange tension in his voice. Quen stood up and looked at Amy, seemingly passing the decision to her. "I have to get back to work. Talk to you first," he said before leaving the room. Amy and Zack were left staring at each other, seemingly speechless for the first few moments. Amy could feel the cold air between them, and she knew now was the right time to reveal everything. "Amy, I've been wanting to ask you for a while. Is something going on that I don't know about?” Zack asked, his voice serious. Amy took a deep breath, gathering all the courage she had. "Zack, I need to tell you something. I don't know how to start, but..." He stopped, feeling the weight of the words he wanted to say. "Zack, I'm pregnant and you're the father of the one I'm carrying." Zack stared at Amy, seemingly unable to believe what he heard. A few moments passed before he spoke. "What do you mean?" he asked, surprise on his face. "Promise, I don't intend to keep this from you for long," Amy stated, tears welling up in her eyes. "I just don't know how to tell you, especially since you're in a relationship with Vanessa." Zack was silent, seeming to think about everything Amy said. Amy could feel the tension between them, and the nervousness in her chest seemed to explode. But he has to face it—it's the start of a bigger fight. "I need some time to process this," Zack said, his voice cold but the weight of those words was obvious. He stood up and wordlessly left the room, leaving Amy tearful and alone. While sitting in a corner, Amy felt the weight of her decision. He didn't know what the outcome of all this would be. But in spite of everything, he knew what he did was right to reveal the truth.After her talk with Zack, Amy left the office.His mood is restless, he tries to control his emotions. He knows it won't be long before the truth comes out, but the question is when will he tell it.As he walked to the pantry, he could still hear Zack's voice, the words he had said earlier: "I'm worried about you." Amy felt each step getting heavier.The last scene in the hospital with Quen was still in his mind."There is a complication in your pregnancy," Quen said repeatedly. He couldn't quite figure out how to handle it on his own. Especially now, Zack needs to know that he is the father of his child. But how can she tell this to a man in a complicated relationship with Vanessa?Quen suddenly entered the pantry. When Amy saw him, the young man's face showed concern."Amy, are you okay?" Quen asked as he approached her.Amy adjusted herself, trying to hide the weight she felt. "Yes, I'm fine," he replied quickly, but it was obvious in his voice that he was nervous."You don't look
In the middle of their conversation, an idea suddenly came to Amy's mind—to leave. Leave the place full of memories of their past with Zack and start a new life with his son. He did not want the child to grow up in a world of confusion and fatherlessness. She wants her son to have a chance to grow up happy, even without Zack in their lives.One night, as Amy lay in her bed, she thought deeply about the possibility of leaving. Her pregnancy won't be long before people in their office notice. And even though he acted professionally, he couldn't deny that it hurt to see Zack every day who didn't seem to care.The next day, Amy didn't hesitate to talk to Quen about her plan."Quen, I want to start a new life. I want to get out of here and find a place where I can start over with my son," Amy said, determination in her voice.Quen was surprised by what Amy said, but her eyes showed understanding. "If that's what you want, I'll support you. Where do you plan to go?""I thought, maybe in the
Because of this, Zack decided to look for Amy. He called people in their circle—friends, colleagues, and even some employees of the company—to find out where Amy might be. He knew he couldn't just abandon his responsibility as a father. But more than that, he wanted to fix the mess between them and show Amy that he was serious about his role as a father.After several days of searching, Zack tracked down a small house in a remote village in the countryside. In front of that house, Amy stood watering the plants while waiting for the sunset. Despite the simplicity of her life, peace and happiness were evident on her face.Zack's car stopped in front of Amy’s small house. As he got out, he felt nervous, unsure of how to approach Amy. Amy seemed to recognize the familiar figure, turning pale when she saw Zack walking toward her."Amy..." Zack said, his voice full of uncertainty.Amy was surprised by Zack's presence, but she didn't show it. Instead, she gathered her strength and faced the
Meanwhile, Amy, staying in her small home, didn’t know how to handle the situation. It wasn’t just about that one night—it was about their child. Zack was the father of the baby she was carrying, but she didn’t know if she could trust him, especially with another woman in his life.While watering the plants, Amy suddenly noticed a man in the distance, someone unfamiliar. She felt a wave of anxiety and quickly went inside the house, locking the door and peeking outside to see if the man was still there.That night, as she gazed at the stars, Zack's words kept playing in her mind: “I'll take care of you two.” But how could she trust Zack? It wasn’t just about her anymore; it was about the baby growing inside her.Despite all the emotions swirling around her, Amy decided to try and sleep early. But before she could drift off, there was a knock on her door. When she opened it, there stood Zack—drunk, smelling of alcohol, and seemingly out of control. "Zack, what are you doing here?" Amy a
As Amy stepped out of their house, she couldn’t shake off the unease at what she had seen. “Where is he?” she whispered to herself, the anxiety clear in her voice. Deep down in her heart, she knew that the person she had seen was none other than her father.Upon re-entering the house, she sat on the sofa, continuously thinking about the scene. Amy couldn’t help but tear up as she considered the possibilities. At that moment, Zack arrived and found her crying.“Hey, what happened?” Zack asked, concern etched on his face. He sat next to Amy and gently held her hand, as if trying to comfort her. “I-I saw him,” Amy stammered, then slowly recounted everything she had seen.Zack listened quietly, giving his full attention to Amy as she narrated. When he noticed that Amy had fallen asleep on his shoulder, he carefully lifted her and took her to the bedroom so she could rest.While Amy slept soundly, Zack made a call. “Can you roam around in this place now? If you find someone suspicious, jus
The next day, Amy still felt heavy, but she tried to carry on with her normal routine. She was still confused by what she had seen—the image of her father, a person who had long been absent from their lives, continued to haunt her mind.As Amy looked out the window of their living room, she sensed something strange. Memories flooded back of the days when all she could think about was the death of her parents. She felt pain again, but alongside it, there was also longing. Amy couldn’t fully comprehend that her father was alive.Suddenly, her phone rang. She glanced at the screen and saw Zack’s name. She quickly answered the call.“Amy, I need to talk to you,” Zack’s serious voice came through the line. “Come to the office this afternoon.”“Why, is something wrong?” Amy asked, her heart racing at Zack’s tone.“This is an important matter. I’ll have my driver pick you up,” Zack told her, prompting Amy to hurry with what she was doing. She only had to wait a few hours, and soon the car ar
“What do you mean, Zack?” Amy asked, her voice clearly confused. She couldn't fathom what Zack was trying to convey with his words.“Tell me, Amy, what really happened that day?” Zack’s voice was full of determination, waiting for answers. As much as Amy wanted to tell everything, it felt as if her memories of that day had vanished, leaving only fragmented pieces. But she knew she had to try to remember that night to give Zack the truth he was seeking.FlashbackAmy's family was happily chatting at their home that day. Their love and happiness were evident, as well as the affluence of their lives.“Hon, stop! Don’t tickle me,” Amy's mother, Victoria, laughed as she tried to fend off the tickling.“No! I won’t stop! Hahaha,” replied her father, who seemed even more encouraged to tease Victoria, continuing to tickle her. Their laughter filled the house with joy, as if there were no problems in their world.“Dad! I want to join! Up, up, up!” little Amy shouted cheerfully, looking up at h
"Amethysts," his uncle called. He went out and went to the living room to talk to her. "What is that, Uncle?" he asked. His uncle smiled and made him sit on the sofa. "Get dressed, we're leaving," he said. And he went up to get dressed and went back downstairs. They left Amethysts house and went to the hotel where her uncle was going to sell her to a rich old man she didn't know anything about. As the car approached, Amy felt weakness and worry wash over her. In the back of his mind, he was worried about what might happen to him. The water he drank from his uncle gradually made him dizzy, and the scenery outside became blurry. Amy closed her eyes, she couldn't shake the feeling of dread coming from her uncle and aunt's conversation. "Is the old man there yet?" the aunt asked, and the uncle's simple "yes" sent her into even deeper fear. They did not know that he was awake, even with his eyes closed, because of the poison. When the car arrived at the destination, Amy decided not to