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Chelsea arched one corner of her lips, observing her appearance this afternoon. Extremely beautiful and captivating, she was ready to embrace any plans Margareth had in store for her. She would also prepare to pretend to be a good daughter, devoted to her mother, in order to seize Carlos's wealth.
Little did Margareth know that Chelsea would become a thorn in her side, slowly unraveling her.
"You're so beautiful," praised Margareth as she saw Chelsea emerge from her room. The girl looked truly stunning, dressed very differently from her usual style.
Today, they were going to meet Carlos, so Margareth had bought a dress that perfectly suited Chelsea's body. This was to ensure that Carlos would later accept Chelsea as a potential daughter-in-law.
When someone is as beautiful as this, no man could resist Chelsea's charm.
"Of course, beautiful, just like my mother," Chelsea complimented, seemingly completely on Margareth's side.
In reality, she harbored intense resentment for the middle-aged woman who was currently helping her perfect her appearance.
"When you're this beautiful, I'm confident my boyfriend won't be able to resist making you his daughter-in-law. You'll become both my child and his spouse, and surely his wealth won't escape us, except into our hands. I can't wait for that moment to come.
Come on, let's get ready now so he doesn't have to wait for us for too long!" urged Margareth, gripping Chelsea's hand.
This time, she was truly happy to have found a partner to conquer Carlos's wealth. Margareth couldn't wait to become as wealthy as she was when Thomas was at the peak of his success. After this, Margareth promised not to interfere with her husband's business affairs again to avoid repeating the same mistake a second time. Honestly, until this moment, Margareth still loved Thomas deeply, but unfortunately, the poverty he brought upon her caused her to disregard all the love she had.
"Oh, by the way, Mom, can I ask you something?" Chelsea inquired as the taxi began taking them to a hotel where Carlos had arranged their meeting.
"Feel free to ask anything you want. I'll surely provide an answer that satisfies you."
Chelsea chuckled softly. "You're quite the character, Mom." Adjusting her seating position to face her mother. "Here's my question: why doesn't Mom just get pregnant so that his son can give his permission, and then you two can get married?"
"That's what I'd like, Chelsea, but unfortunately, my boyfriend isn't willing to do that before we're married."
Margareth's facial expression immediately turned sour when discussing this matter.
All this time, she had tried desperately, seducing, coaxing, even almost appearing nude in front of Carlos. However, he consistently refused, giving her nothing more than a hug.
"Ah, so Mom wants to do that...
Um, I mean, not to sound like I'm considering Mom cheap or anything. But if Mom were to do it, let's think about ways for you two to make that happen. If Mom were to get pregnant, the plan would go even smoother. I could also have an adorable little sibling, because I'm sure Mom's boyfriend is handsome. Mom herself is very beautiful."
Margareth patted Chelsea's head. "You truly understand my situation. Thank you," she said, before gripping Chelsea's hand. "Let's meet him and help me explain so that we can live with him."
"Of course, Mom." Chelsea nodded, sharing the same hope for the plan they had devised together. By being close to Carlos and Margareth, she would have the opportunity to exact her revenge.
While waiting to arrive at the hotel, Chelsea prompted, "Mom, instead of getting bored, why don't you tell me about your boyfriend? That way, I can prepare myself when I meet him," Chelsea said, trying to coax Margareth into describing Carlos's personality.
From Margareth's description, Chelsea would later gauge the depth and nature of her love for Carlos. This would help Chelsea determine what kind of revenge she needed to exact for her mother.
With enthusiasm, Margareth recounted the physical traits of Carlos. A handsome man with a tall stature, a broad chest, and a strong build.
Margareth mentioned that Carlos often went to the gym every weekend, so there was no fat beneath his skin. He was all hard muscle, but still comfortable to hold. In Margareth's eyes, Carlos was gentle and romantic, without a single flaw.
Listening to Margareth's detailed descriptions, Chelsea began to visualize Carlos's image. It couldn't be denied that the man did match what Margareth was saying.
However, the man was already older, so Chelsea had no intention of getting serious about this endeavor. She also promised herself not to fall in love with him.
Judging from the way Margareth spoke, Chelsea was certain that Carlos meant a great deal to her mother. He was merely a tool for Margareth to exact revenge for all the pain her father had caused.
"We've arrived." Margareth lightly tapped Chelsea's thigh to snap her out of her reverie. Whatever Chelsea was thinking, Margareth didn't know, but after explaining Carlos's personality and appearance, Chelsea seemed lost in thought.
Chelsea nodded, following Margareth's lead as they exited the taxi. She glanced around, taking in the sight of the five-star hotel where Margareth had arranged the meeting with Carlos.
In her heart, Chelsea cursed Carlos for choosing a cheap inn for their rendezvous, while Margareth had opted for a luxurious location.
"That old fool, doesn't know how to appreciate a sealed girl like me!" she muttered to herself as she and Margareth entered the hotel lobby.
As if they had done this check-in routine many times, Margareth was calm and knew exactly how to meet without arousing suspicion. It was well-coordinated and seamless. Without Chelsea's knowledge, Carlos was now waiting in room eighty-six.
Entering the elevator, Margareth took Chelsea to the room where Carlos was staying.
"Hi, sweetheart, how are you?" Margareth enthusiastically hugged Carlos as he opened the hotel room door. Instead of answering, Carlos was taken aback, staring at the girl who had come with Margareth.
Who else but Chelsea, who was now smiling as if she had never met him before.
"And who is this, Margareth?" Carlos asked as he released Margareth from the hug.
"Oh, this is my daughter, let me introduce her. Her name is..." Margareth shifted her gaze to Chelsea. "She's Chelsea. Chelsea, meet Carlos, Mom's boyfriend."
"If it's Uncle," Chelsea said, extending her hand to shake hands with Carlos. Seeing Chelsea's reaction, Carlos knew that she wanted to act as if they didn't know each other.
So, Carlos introduced himself as if it were their first meeting.
"Brother, I have some good news. That's why I came with Chelsea."
"Good news for what?" Carlos raised both eyebrows.
"For our marriage plan. I'm sure this time everything will go smoothly, and it won't take long for Vano to approve of our relationship."
"By what means?" Carlos inquired.
"I will arrange a match between Chelsea and Vano. My daughter is beautiful and kind. I'm sure Vano will easily fall for her. After they're married, we'll also get married."
Carlos nodded in agreement, as that was the plan he intended to carry out as well. However, he never once imagined that the girl he paid to get close to Vano was actually his lover's daughter.
"So, the plan is still the same as before?" Carlos reminded Margareth that if Chelsea and Vano were to be married, it would naturally take time for feelings to develop between them. "That doesn't sound like good news because we're still in the waiting phase, and it won't be easy to win over my son's heart. As you know, Vano is stubborn."
Margareth nodded. "I'm aware of that, Carlos. That's why I came here to present some plans I've devised."
"What plans?"
"Chelsea and I will live with you."
"Live with me?" Carlos was certainly taken aback by Margareth's statement, amazed that she could suggest living together.
And that also meant living with Vano, as they would share the same roof. Although Vano didn't come home every day since he had his own apartment, there would still be times when he saw Margareth living with Carlos. If that happened, it wouldn't be approval they would receive, but rather deeper resentment.
"You do realize the consequences if Vano finds out we're living under the same roof, right? Plus, you still have a husband, and of course..."
"My husband has passed away." Margareth interjected, cutting off Carlos's words.
Carlos bit his lower lip. He had just remembered that Chelsea mentioned her father's passing. That meant Margareth's husband had also passed away.
"My husband recently passed away. He suffered because of his actions. His affairs caught up to him, and he had a heart attack and died," Margareth continued casually, considering all the illnesses Thomas suffered to be karma for his infidelity.
Carlos furrowed his brow, looking between Margareth and Chelsea. Mother and daughter weren't on the same page when it came to explaining the cause of their household head's death. Margareth claimed that Thomas was a scoundrel who received karma for his actions, while Chelsea said that her father's illness was a result of her mother's behavior.
Carlos had also overheard whispers from neighbors when he attended Thomas's funeral yesterday. Most of them were cursing Margareth, blaming her for Thomas's troubles and illnesses. If Chelsea's mother was Margareth, that meant the woman who was cursed by the neighbors was his lover.
Carlos couldn't believe it, Margareth, who had been so kind and sweet, could do something so terrible. Now he didn't know who to believe, as Margareth's confessions and accounts contradicted the facts he had heard while attending Chelsea's home.
Setting aside that matter for now, Carlos returned to discussing Margareth's desire to live with him.
"I do truly love you, Margareth, but my love for Vano is greater than my love for you."
"I know that, Carlos. That's why I want to live with you. Believe me, I can handle Vano. You don't need to think of too many reasons. Just tell him that we're married, and let Chelsea take care of him."
"Are you asking me to lie to Vano?"
Margareth nodded quickly. "Yes, Carlos, to facilitate our plans. And please trust me, I won't cross the line you set for me."
"But Margareth..."
"I'm begging you to comply! If you truly love me, or it might be better for us to end everything? Let's stop here, and I hope you find a better woman than me." Margareth threatened back, cautioning Carlos about the decision he was making.
Afraid of losing Margareth, Carlos reluctantly agreed to his lover's wishes.
"So, how am I supposed to tell Vano that you and your daughter will be living in my house?" Carlos massaged his temples. Margareth's stubbornness was just as strong as his own, but the love he had for her had overridden everything.
So, Carlos also gave in to his fiancée's desire. "Don't worry, Uncle. I'll be the one to talk to Vano about it."
"Are you sure?" Carlos turned to Chelsea.
Chelsea nodded her head. "I'm very sure because conquering men is my hobby," Chelsea said with confidence, even though she herself was fearful of meeting Vano.
After careful consideration, Carlos agreed that Chelsea and Margareth could live with him in his house.
Of course, before they brought their belongings to the house, Carlos spoke to Chelsea first. Before that, he asked Margareth to go shopping for their needs for the upcoming week.
Carlos explained that the housekeeper hadn't done the shopping yet, so it would be convenient for Margareth to help while passing by the store. Thus, at the supermarket, Chelsea and Carlos conversed. Hidden behind a shelf of cereal boxes, they whispered about their plan to convince Vano not to get angry.
"Now tell me your plan before I take you home," Carlos said, rearranging the cereal boxes to avoid raising suspicions from other customers.
Chelsea rubbed her neck, truthfully, she hadn't thought of anything yet. She also didn't expect Carlos to ask about it so quickly.
10"Don't say you don't have a plan," Carlos urged, handing Chelsea a box of cereal.Chelsea shook her head. "Of course, I have a plan, but I can't execute it because Vano isn't here." Chelsea's excuse was an attempt to hide her nervousness and fear of failing to convince Carlos."In that case, I'll arrange a meeting between you and Vano.""When?" Chelsea asked."In an hour, I'll leave you at the cafe in front of this supermarket. I'll ask Vano to come and meet you there, and it's up to you how you approach him. If he agrees, you can move into my house tonight."Carlos grabbed another box of cereal. "Remember, if Vano refuses, you won't be able to stay in my house."Chelsea nodded, although she was puzzled about what reason to give. Nevertheless, she agreed to Carlos's suggestion.The sooner she lived in his house, the sooner she could carry out her revenge."Mom, can I go shopping with Uncle Carlos alone? I have something important to discuss with Indri before moving. I need to say g
11."Don't say you don't have a plan," Carlos urged, handing Chelsea a box of cereal.Chelsea shook her head. "Of course, I have a plan, but I can't execute it because Vano isn't here." Chelsea's excuse was an attempt to hide her nervousness and fear of failing to convince Carlos."In that case, I'll arrange a meeting between you and Vano.""When?" Chelsea asked."In an hour, I'll leave you at the cafe in front of this supermarket. I'll ask Vano to come and meet you there, and it's up to you how you approach him. If he agrees, you can move into my house tonight."Carlos grabbed another box of cereal. "Remember, if Vano refuses, you won't be able to stay in my house."Chelsea nodded, although she was puzzled about what reason to give. Nevertheless, she agreed to Carlos's suggestion.The sooner she lived in his house, the sooner she could carry out her revenge."Mom, can I go shopping with Uncle Carlos alone? I have something important to discuss with Indri before moving. I need to say
12Meeting Carlos, of course, Margareth would check the study, the living room, or the master bedroom. After inspecting the living room, not far from the kitchen, Margareth immediately found Carlos's presence. He seemed to be talking to someone on the phone.Seizing the opportunity, Margareth promptly sat on his lap. She nestled in a coquettish manner at Carlos's neck and leaned against his chest. Margareth felt the urge to kiss Carlos's lips, but she was afraid her future husband would be angry if she acted so audaciously."Darling... you're so busy," Margareth whined as Carlos finished his call."Not busy. My secretary just needed confirmation. That's all.""Oh, I thought you were busy." Margareth hugged Carlos. "Um... darling, I want..." She lifted the hem of her knee-length skirt to reveal her smooth thigh to Carlos.Margareth also unbuttoned her blouse collar slightly, giving a peek at her cleavage."Margareth, we've discussed this so many times," Carlos declined, pulling at Marg
13. Chelsea nodded as Vano signaled her using his index finger, drawing it across his left index finger. That was the final code Vano gave Chelsea before she shouted in the kitchen."Help me!" Chelsea yelled repeatedly until Carlos came rushing.Their household assistant heard Chelsea's cries and hurried over, but Vano stared at them sharply and signaled for her to step back."Can you check on Chelsea in the kitchen, see what's wrong?" Carlos asked.Instead of obeying his father's request, Vano got up from his seat."Just wait a moment, Dad. I have a stomachache. Instead of helping Chelsea, I might end up soiling myself." Vano rushed out of the dining room.Reluctantly, Carlos paused his breakfast to check on Chelsea in the kitchen."What happened?" Carlos approached Chelsea, who was holding her left hand."My hand got scratched by a knife, and I'm afraid of blood." Chelsea's panicked expression was clear as she closed her eyes, as if she couldn't bear to see the blood flowing from h
14. "For the time being, your workspace with Daddy will be the same so that Daddy can check and supervise your work. So, if there are any doubts or questions, you don't need to keep going back and forth just to ask," Chelsea nodded, glancing briefly at Carlos. "So, we'll be working at the same desk like this, Uncle?""Yes, for the time being until there's a spare office boy to deliver a desk and chair for you. And by the way, I'd like to mention that you don't need to call me Uncle anymore, but Daddy, okay?" Carlos raised both his eyebrows.Chelsea smiled and nodded. "Of course, what's not for Daddy," she replied in a soft and seductive voice, making Carlos tempted to just hug Chelsea right now. While waiting for Carlos to discuss what Chelsea could do to help him at the office.Of course, they were just having a casual conversation, and Chelsea responded as usual. But after receiving a text message from Vano, Chelsea reacted immediately. The man asked Chelsea to get closer to her fa
14But there was still a chance, right? Celine just had to be patient a little longer until their hope became a reality."To be honest, Van, I'm exhausted with all of this, especially since your dad always follows me everywhere I go, sending people to spy on me to find out if we're in a relationship or not. I no longer feel comfortable," Celine lamented as she pulled away from his embrace. "Having a clandestine relationship on campus like this has worn me out, and having to hide every time I want to meet you is even worse. Just imagine for a moment what it feels like to be me. My family is pressuring me to get married, as you know, I'm of an age to have a husband. I also don't want your dad to change his mind and end up pairing me with someone else. Do you think you're the only one burdened by this issue? I am too."For many years, they had been living together without approval, and every day was haunted by fear. Fear that Vano wouldn't be her destiny.The wall between them was so hig
16Just by observing how Vano fought relentlessly for Celine, willing to do anything, Carlos had a bad feeling. He didn't want Vano and Celine's marriage to bring a catastrophe for the second time. Carlos didn't want his son to become the next victim, as he believed that the grudge from the past still lingered.Recalling that ever since his rival Celine's father lost the business battle, his company had almost gone bankrupt and was still struggling to survive. If it weren't for financial injections from others, the company would have crumbled and gone bankrupt."It feels challenging to bring up those bitter memories, but perhaps it's time for me to share it all with you," Carlos said seriously, looking at Chelsea. This time, he would open up about his painful past to Chelsea, even though he had been in a serious relationship with Margareth. Still, he had no intention of sharing his wounds and grudges.However, for some reason, when Chelsea asked what the issue was with giving his bles
"17 "We don't need to use the driver on the way home, Dad. Who knows, on the way, I might want to make a detour."Once again, Chelsea surprised Carlos when they reached the lobby of the office building."But, you said you were tired earlier?""Well, who knows, I might want to stop and buy ice cream to relax a bit, or something like that? You know how the mindset of a fickle teenager like me works."Carlos chuckled softly. "You're right, indeed. Okay, then. I'll request a ride-sharing service, and we'll go home together."Carlos quickly grabbed his phone and called the driver who was waiting in the parking lot. He was prepared to be driven home as usual, as he was tired from work. However, this time, because of Chelsea's request, Carlos was willing to drive himself home.As soon as they reached the car, Chelsea seemed to be thinking about how to captivate the handsome widower who was now focusing on driving. An insane idea crossed her mind, and she unbuttoned her shirt, which had been
Gibran continued, "As for our divorce, I've already agreed to it. We'll proceed with the legal process, and you'll be free to start a new chapter in your life. I hope you find the happiness you deserve."The conversation between Viska and Gibran marked the beginning of the end of their tumultuous marriage. While their emotions were still raw, they had come to a mutual understanding that it was time to move on and seek happiness elsewhere.Gibran's frustration and pent-up emotions poured out as he defended his actions. He felt betrayed by Viska, who had consistently pushed him away and made unfavorable comparisons with Nicholas. Their relationship had become a battleground of insecurities, and Gibran had sought solace with Shabila.Viska's accusations stung, but Gibran was determined to make her understand the context of his actions. He continued, "Viska, I don't want to justify what I did, but it was a result of our broken marriage. We both contributed to its downfall. I needed someth
190"Also," Bryan paused, kissing Silvi's lips briefly."Don't forget that the night we were together, I can assure you, it's my child."Silvi shook her head. "It's not Devin's child. Do you think after that night, I didn't do anything with other men? Did you really think that night was the only time someone touched me? No, there have been many other nights with so many men because I felt like I wasn't pure anymore. So I was free to do it with anyone since my life was already a mess.""S-so... instead of slightly more ruining myself, and the last time it was done to me was by Devin. That's why he's willing to take responsibility. He's also convinced that this is his child."Bryan let out a bitter laugh, releasing Silvi from his embrace. "Is that so?" He loosened his tie, which had felt suffocating after hearing Silvi's explanation. "Let's prove that what you said is true." He took off the suit jacket that clung to his body.“W-what are you doing?” Silvi stepped back. Hugging her own b
189"No way! I won't leave until I meet Gibran. He has to take responsibility for this child," Shabila insisted, refusing to budge. She held onto Viska and stood her ground."Leave, I said! Go!"Viska couldn't bear Shabila's stubbornness and forcefully pulled her arm, nearly causing Shabila to stumble."What's wrong with you!" Shabila pushed away Viska's hand and fixed her disheveled hair. "Are you afraid your husband's actions will be known to your parents? Or is it that you refuse to accept the truth?" Shabila began to rant."I don't understand what you're saying. Now leave!" Viska demanded."Wait, Viska! Mom wants to ask this woman something." Viska's mother restrained her daughter and turned to Shabila. "Why did you let my granddaughter get pregnant? Don't you know he's already married? What do you want from us? Money?"Shabila seethed with anger. Her dignity felt insulted when the middle-aged woman mentioned money."Do you think I'm a lowly woman who just surrenders her body to a
188Shabila spent the whole day in frustration, angry that she couldn't meet Gibran at his cafe. She paced back and forth in her room, thinking of ways to meet him."Do you think you can avoid me forever? You won't be able to, Gibran. I have to make you take responsibility for the child I'm carrying. You won't be able to escape. Just wait and see."Shabila clenched her fists, planning a thousand ways to meet Gibran. "If I can't find you at the cafe, I'll come to your house. Let's see if you can still avoid me," she muttered to herself.Gibran decided to visit the club where he had met Shabila some time ago. He had a bad feeling about Shabila's visit to his cafe and wanted to find out what had really happened between them that night. Honestly, Gibran didn't remember much because he had been heavily intoxicated that night.Upon arriving at the club, Gibran called one of the waitresses and conveyed his request to meet with the club's owner."I'd like to discuss something important with y
187"What brand would you like, Miss?" The employee asked while displaying several different brands of pregnancy tests.Shabila looked puzzled, which only fueled the employee's suspicions. "Is this your first time buying a pregnancy test?" she guessed with a condescending glance."Y-yes," Shabila replied hesitantly. Seeing the employee looking down on her, Shabila's heart began to boil. "I am already married, just so you know. Here's my ID," she said abruptly, opening her wallet and showing her ID card, which still stated her marital status as MARRIED. Her divorce from Arya was only religious; it wasn't legally recognized yet.Seeing the ID placed on the counter, the pharmacy employee became flustered. She was torn between embarrassment and guilt. "I'm s-sorry, Miss, I didn't mean to—""It's fine, I understand!" Shabila retorted sharply, then pointed towards the pregnancy tests. "So, which one is the best?" she asked.She deliberately didn't want to prolong the issue since she wanted
186Several days had passed, and today was the ceremonial bath event for Silvi. Everything was well-prepared, and the guests were moved by the event, which was expertly guided by the paid organizers, arranged by Silvi's parents. Silvi's large family wore matching light green kebaya, while Devin's family, who were present, wore light blue kebaya. The event was conducted with great solemnity, and Silvi looked beautiful despite wearing makeup that wasn't too flashy.This ceremony included many symbols and motifs that served as lessons or guidelines for the couple, influencing their married life. These symbols or motifs mainly conveyed advice and useful insights for the newlyweds' life together. That's why Mama Silvi insisted on holding the ceremonial bath event, even though Silvi and Devin had been married before.In addition to the food ordered for the guests and relatives, the organizers had prepared specific dishes usually served during this ceremonial bath event. These included tumpe
185Meanwhile, Silvi and Devin listened to the doctor's explanations during the examination. Silvi's pregnancy was already at three weeks. The doctor prescribed vitamins and anti-nausea medication since Silvi mentioned she often felt dizzy and nauseous. Devin didn't ask any questions because it was his first time in a obstetrician's office. He was confused about how to react. Silvi was the one who asked all the questions.Silvi got her next appointment scheduled, and then they left. Devin and Silvi went to the hospital's pharmacy to pick up the prescribed medicines first. Then, Devin asked Silvi where she wanted to go."I don't know. I just feel like lying down in my room.""Why's that? Don't you want to go out together?" Devin asked softly. They were now in the car. "How about having ice cream and buying some new sleepwear for you?""What's the point of buying sleepwear?""Because you're pregnant, and I want you to sleep comfortably. How about it?""I don't want to," Silvi said, maki
184As a father, whose heart wouldn't break upon learning that his daughter is pregnant with no official partner by her side? He felt like a terrible father, willing to do anything as long as the man who impregnated his daughter, Silvi, would take responsibility.Pregnancy is never an easy journey for a woman, especially without a husband by her side. The man Silvi referred to as the father finally decided to find Devin, the man who should be held accountable for what happened to Silvi. He took a taxi to Devin's whereabouts, hoping that he would indeed be there. Impatiently sitting in the taxi, the weary-looking man, no longer in his youth, stared at his phone screen. The journey from the city to the village was quite long, which was why he opted for a taxi. Besides, he didn't want any unpleasant conversations about Silvi if he had brought his driver along.Fortunately, he found out about Silvi's pregnancy before it was too late, or who knows what might have happened. He sighed wearil
183Nicholas didn't want anything to happen to their unborn child. So, he tried his best to grant her wishes. Besides, Alesya's request was relatively easy to fulfill, and it had been quite some time since they had visited her hometown."Are you happy?" Nicholas asked.Alesya turned and nodded. "I've really missed my hometown. As nice as it is to live in the city, the hometown is the number one place to visit," Alesya replied. "Besides, all my childhood memories are buried there."Hearing Alesya's response, Nicholas could only smile. He, who had lived in the city since childhood, never experienced life in the village. So, he didn't fully understand what Alesya meant. In his mind, Alesya might just miss the peaceful atmosphere of the village because the city was quite noisy."Get some rest; I'll wake you up when we arrive," Nicholas said after a moment of silence."Okay."Alesya adjusted her seating position to make herself more comfortable. She also slightly reclined her seat to make