Fisya looked back at her cell phone screen until the morning before Regan no longer contacted her. After asking him to sigh a few times, Regan suddenly cut off the phone call, and until now, the man had not contacted him anymore.She was nervous because she was worried that something would happen to her husband, especially now that Felicia was in the same place as Regan. But, no matter how many times he tried, Regan didn't answer his phone calls."What is he doing, anyway?" she grumbled as he put his phone back on the bed.She was starting to get annoyed, but there was nothing he could do. She wanted to follow the man, but unfortunately, she didn't know where her husband was.She had tried to ask Dipta, but the man didn't know anything. In fact, she had tried to contact Rion, but the man didn't give the answer she wanted because Regan asked him not to speak up, even to Fisya.She saw the sun starting to rise, and she immediately got out of bed and tried to get rid of bad thoughts abou
Fisya looks at the monitor screen of the supervisor at Adnan's school, directly watching how her son learns and plays, as well as watching Meily, who looks gloomy, and also Shannon, who is now avoiding her son for no apparent reason.She wanted to try to ignore them, only she kept wondering in her heart about them. Unfortunately, she couldn't express her curiosity to Meily. Maria was now there, accompanying her granddaughter–Shannon, and making it so awkward she couldn't speak.The old woman looks like a grandmother in general, she also looks very fond of Shannon. However, why couldn't she see the happiness in Meily's eyes, even when she greeted her that morning?However, judging by her attitude and behavior while waiting for Shannon, as well as when she mingled with the other students' parents, Maria seemed normal, even very friendly. She doubted if it was true that Adnan had misunderstood Meily's words. But, if it's true, how? Her mind was racing again, but she was trying to stay fo
Adnan cheered when he saw Regan there. He now, without hesitation, immediately ran towards the arms of the man who was once very cold and indifferent. Usually he was reluctant to do things that used to be considered embarrassing, but since Fsya's existence, the boy has become much more expressive in showing his affection for Regan.Fisya saw that with a proud smile, since going to school, Adnan was no longer gloomy and he was also happier. His relationship with Regan had also grown closer, even though he used to feel as if there was a thick, transparent wall blocking father and son.Yeah, although she understands what really happened between them. Even though Regan had treated and considered Adnan as his son, that could not cover the fact that he was his uncle. She was actually proud of Regan who was so wise and also brave in making that big decision.It wasn't easy, especially since Regan was still young. Of course, Adnan's presence could be an obstacle to him finding a wife. Women w
Fisya was pensive for a moment in front of the wardrobe, looking at the dresses she had one by one. Everything is still good and usable, especially since Regan also often gives her new clothes. It's just that she didn't know where Regan was taking her, she wasn't sure what style to wear tonight.Regan's invitation was so sudden, she didn't even have time to prepare herself to choose the clothes and everything she would wear tonight. She sat back pensively, staring blankly at her clothes, which were still neatly arranged untouched.She wanted to ask Regan, but the man said he'd be ready somewhere else and would pick her up later. She really felt frustrated, she really wanted to wear a t-shirt and jeans this time–she thought.In the midst of her confusion, there was a knock on the door from outside. "Who?" asked Fisya while fixing her towel.“I am Marie, madam. Mister Regan asked me to help you get ready.”The woman could finally breathe a sigh of relief, at least Regan was helping her
Fisya stared out the car window the whole way. There was a bit of fear when the car crossed a hill that was so high. No car passed except one carrying her and another containing Regan's other bodyguards.Her heart was pounding even more when she saw it was pitch black outside. She was afraid that the bodyguards who took her were people who wanted to do all sorts of things to her. She remained cautious, wary to be more precise. She prepared something she could use inside the bag to attack if her guess was correct. She didn't have anything except pepper spray, which she always carried in her purse.She swallowed her saliva, which felt dry suddenly, especially when the car suddenly stopped. “W-why stop here?” she asked in surprise with a frightened expression."Master Regan asked you to wait here, madam.""Really?""Yes, madam."Beads of sweat immediately drenched Fisya's forehead. She felt worse now. Even though they didn't do anything to him at this time, the atmosphere still made her
Regan laid the body on the bed, then returned to showering Fisya with caresses that were so intimate and intoxicating. It was the most extended kiss they had ever had, but it felt different than usual because, this time, they did it with so much love.Slowly the caressing became an exciting embrace, their breaths blending to form a beautiful melody. Tears of happiness just flowed. It was hard for Fisya to explain how happy she was right now.Realizing this, Regan, in high spirits, stopped his actions. He then wiped his wife's tears, then kissed her forehead. “Why are you crying? If you're not ready, we can do it later–”“I'm so happy my tears just flowed, you idiot!” he said as he sobbed with tears that were increasingly flowing.Regan smiled. Happily, he had never known how happy it would be to see someone love him like that. If he knew, he would feel this happy. Of course, he would have done it sooner. He cursed himself at this point.“So, do you want… or not?” he asked, looking clo
Rion sighed heavily, and suddenly there was news of rumors of closeness between Regan and Felicia. Journalists arrived. They filled the area around the company building and even reached the mansion, making Rion have to work hard to deal with the chaos with Dipta, who was in charge of the mansion."Hello, Dipta," Rion greeted over the phone."Hello, Rion. Is everything in the office under control?”The man took a breath. “At least it's safe for now. Ivone helps me to carry out surveillance and security around the office. She also went to the reporters to ask them to stop spreading the news that Mr. Regan couldn't clarify.”Dipta felt grateful because his employer's secretary had the right partner, just like him at this time. Marie was also accommodating in dealing with the reporters who were now circling the mansion looking for news. Even because of that, Adnan discouraged him from going to school today."But at least it's conducive now, right?""Yes, it's been conducive, although they
Felicia sipped her tea deliciously. Occasionally she also inhaled its fragrant and refreshing aroma. There was a scent of roses in there. She purposely added dried rose petals to add to the fragrance."I like this tea. Next time add two strands of dried rose petals," she said to the waiter who was now serving her.The maids nodded obediently, although, in their hearts, they objected to Felicia's attitude of acting like a mistress in the house."Yes, Miss.""Next time, don't serve brownies as a snack with tea. You'll ruin the taste of the tea," she complained as she threw the brownies off her snack plate."F-fine, Miss."The maids walked away, letting the shameless woman enjoy her tea this sunny afternoon.She grabbed her cell phone. She reads news from online sites now reporting the scandal between her and Regan."Nice picture," she muttered as she took another sip of her tea.Her cell phone didn't stop ringing. Many people wanted to contact her to ask for an explanation. Still, she d
Adyatama approached Raymond, he pulled the man's collar until it made him breathless. "You planned all this, huh?! You want to separate me from Regan and then check him as your son-in-law?" "W-what are you saying?" "Don't be evasive! You and your daughter are just as cunning! You conspired to keep us apart and ended up feuding. I won't allow them to be together even if it means your daughter can separate my son from that poor woman!" Rebecca looked at Regan expectantly, she had no idea this dinner would end in such a mess. "Regan, I didn't do that. My feelings for you are very old, I love you--" "Fucking bitch! You just want my son's money!" Not accepting his son being cursed at, Raymond hit Adyatama back with a punch that almost knocked the man down. "Damn it! How valuable do you think your son is that you'd put my son down, huh?!" "Regan! You'd rather go back to your poor wife than have a relationship with this damn woman!" Adyatama pulled Regan away, leaving Rebecca and Raymo
Regan checked the watch in his hand again, checking if it was time for him to leave. In front of him, Adnan stared at him with a barking gaze, not accepting Regan's sudden decision to transfer him to a boarding school located in a different country."Are you kidding me, huh?! Are you doing this because I bullied you over that slut?"Indeed, a few days earlier, Adnan had openly opposed his closeness with Rebecca. During the previous few days, he had also heard his parents arguing too often. It made him irritated and unbearable, prompting him to rebel, which made him now have to live apart from Fisya."You won't understand because you're still a son--""What don't I understand?!" he snapped.Regan sighed heavily, then he looked at his wife intently. "Is this what you're teaching my son, Fisya?""Don't blame Mom--""Answer me, Fisya!" the man snapped as he gyrated his waist in front of his wife.Fisya looked down sluggishly. "Don't keep yelling at Adnan, he doesn't know anything--""Dipt
Fisya stared blankly at the twilight sky as she savored a glass of Marrie's tea. Beside her, Adnan was also doing the same, but he was more focused on paying attention to his mother, who had been looking glum all day."Mom, are you okay?" he asked.The woman gave a small nod. "Yes, of course--""But you don't look like it."Seeing the sensitivity of her son left Fisya speechless. Adnan was so sensitive and understanding, she felt guilty for burdening the boy with unnecessary problems."Forgive me for not being able to hide anything from you. Mom--""Is this about Miss Becca? If so, you don't need to worry. I'm sure Dad won't do anything stupid, it's just that there are plans we don't know about," Adanan said confidently."How do you know?""I'm just guessing because I know my father better than anyone."Fisya smiled slightly, she was happy to have Adnan by her side, who was always sensitive to what was happening. "Alright, I'll try to forget him."They went back to enjoying the tea an
Aedes sighed heavily, he still couldn't think clearly when he heard Regan's plan yesterday. How could he sacrifice his love to fight a bad guy like Adyatama?He meant, he didn't understand that because he thought it was easy to destroy Adyatama because Regan had everything. Money wasn't a problem, even what Adyatama had right now was nothing compared to what Regan had.Then, why? He wondered because Regan seemed hesitant to take down his father. Even so, he was sure Regan had his reasons for doing so, he must have thought of everything.The first thing to do was to find a school and dormitory for Adnan. He made sure the school was of the highest quality and also had tight security because Regan did not want her son to be involved in a fierce battle between her and Adyatama.Aedes chose several schools that would be suitable for Adnan, until finally he chose one that he thought was good. Until he finally decided on a school in a country that was quite far away. He had even prepared a s
Regan sipped his tea deliciously, he tried to occasionally return the intimate glances from Rebecca who was currently sitting right in front of him.uncomfortable, of course. But he couldn't do anything but act in front of the woman because only in this way could he make Rebecca believe that he was indeed beginning to fall in love with her. For the best results, he had to make Fisya really hate him, as well as Adnan. He would keep them both away from his life and on the safe side.After all the troubles are over and he manages to get his revenge on Adyatama, Rebecca and also Raymond, he promises to get their trust back and can live happily.Naive? Of course, he admitted that he was naive. It's just that, he felt that if he faced it together like before, there would be many loopholes for the three of them to hurt Fisya and Adnan.He just wanted those he loved to be safe and untouchable, especially after seeing the CCTV footage that so clearly showed how his father almost killed Fisya.
Rebecca puts on the best makeup possible, she also wears the best clothes she has to make her look perfect. She didn't want any flaws, she wanted everything to look perfect, especially since the person she was going to meet was Regan Adzura, the man she liked.Last night she deliberately did not contact the man directly, so Regan was curious about her. The proof is that when she sent a message this morning, the man immediately answered it and agreed to meet her this morning, just the two of them.No annoying Fisya and Adnan, just her and Regan. Of course, this was good news for her, so she prepared everything as best she could despite the time constraints. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, so perfect and sexy."Oh my... look at that, you're so perfect, Becca," she praised herself.She now turns to her wardrobe of bags, choosing the simplest ones so that her beauty is not replaced by the fancy bags and jewelry she wears. Having had enough, she quickly made her way to the dini
Rebecca went home feeling happy. Who would have thought that Goddess Fortuna would finally be on her side today? Regan had been so clearly devoted to her from earlier, even seemingly ignoring Fisya, who continued to stare at her with a surprised look.She couldn't hide her happiness, as if her wish was about to come true in the near future. She was sure Regan would be hers and she would manage to get rid of Fisya forever. Although there was actually one other problem that made her uneasy.Adnan was the only problem she couldn't avoid. She might be able to get rid of Fisya, but not Adnan, because the boy was Regan Adzura's son. However, she promised herself that she would get rid of the boy as well, at least so that the boy would not bother her and Regan.She was confident that she would find the best way to get rid of the boy, only that she needed to be patient and do it slowly."But ... what's going on? Why is he suddenly so nice to me?" she muttered as she thought back about Regan's
Rebecca waited in the car for more than 15 minutes. At first, the mansion guards did not want to leave their place when she asked them to ask Fisya and Regan for permission. However, as she continued to insist, one of them finally entered the mansion to ask permission from their mistress.Honestly, that evening she had no intention of going to the Adzura family mansion, but somehow, as she passed by there to go to the Pub, she felt that there would be a good omen for her.At first she had felt hopeless, but when she saw the guard returning, she felt that there might be good news, so she decided to wait. "So, how was it? Did they let me in?"The man gave a small nod. "Yes, Miss. Right now Mistress Fisya and Mr. Regan are changing first, you are asked to wait inside."Hearing that, Rebecca was so happy. Who would have thought her efforts were not in vain? "Alright, thank you." The woman threw her car keys at the guard. "Watch out for scuffs. It's an expensive car. I won't abuse you if m
Fisya and Adnan were starting to get bored, they had seen every inch of Aedes' art room and had missed nothing. Although the waiter who was assigned to accompany them was very good at explaining everything like a professional tour guide, they still began to feel bored and wanted to return to their original place."We want to go back to the living room. Could you take us there?" asked Fisya, interrupting the waiter who was explaining the history of the famous painting by the French painter."Ah, is my explanation boring?"Fisya shook her head lightly. "Of course not. It's just that we're getting tired. Could you also make two cups of tea and a snack for my son?""Of course we can, ma'am. Come with me."The servant led them to the living room again, and Fisya and Adnan immediately rested themselves there. The servants quickly made tea and prepared snacks, which kept Adnan and Fisya calm as they waited for Regan to return. Their eyes would glance at the door to Aedes' study, hoping that