Rhett assisted Sinjin up the stairs to his bedroom, with Mallucia following behind. Once they reached the room, Rhett opened the door and ushered Sinjin inside, while Mallucia shut the door behind them. Rhett guided Sinjin to the bed and helped him sit down."Thank you, Rhett. I’ll take it from here," Mallucia said."I’ll call Mrs. Bale..." Rhett began, but Mallucia cut him off."I can take care of him," she insisted firmly.Rhett nodded in acknowledgment and left the room, considering calling Eds to inform her about Sinjin but deciding against it, knowing his boss wouldn’t appreciate it. He descended the stairs and ran into Mrs. Bale."Was that the boss you brought in?" she asked."Yes," Rhett replied."I should see to his care," Mrs. Bale said, brushing past Rhett to head upstairs."Miss Goldstein insisted on taking care of him," Rhett said, placing a restraining hand on her arm."Why would she do that? She’s not his wife," Mrs. Bale said, frowning."Let’s just leave her to it," Rhe
"Hey, Edselyn." Sinjin sighed as he left a message on her voicemail. "I don't know what to say except that I'm very sorry. I'll understand if you don't want to see me anymore, but please don't take the boys away from me too. Please."A knock came at the door, and Sande entered his office, placing some documents on his desk. She noticed the sorrowful look on his face."You okay, boss?" she asked.Sinjin rubbed his eyes to keep the tears at bay. He knew Sande would be furious if she knew what he'd done, that she’d hate him for hurting Eds and never forgive him."Sinjin?" Sande asked again, her voice filled with concern.Sinjin opened his mouth to explain, but thought better of it and closed it again. "I'm fine," he lied, offering a smile. "I just had a terrible night, that's all.""Eds told me she was going to meet you. Did you two talk?" Sande asked curiously."I didn’t see her," Sinjin replied, feeling guilty for the lie. "Maybe later."Sande's brows furrowed. "Okay," she said, shruggi
Sande stared at Eds, speechless. She couldn’t believe what she had just heard. It couldn’t be true. She didn’t want to accept that Sinjin could be so heartless."No," Sande shook her head. "He couldn’t have done that to you. Are you sure?" she demanded."Why would I make something like that up?" Eds replied, her irritation showing. "I know what I saw. The room reeked of scotch and..." Her voice faltered as she sucked in a shaky breath. “I called a lawyer to ask about an annulment, but he said it's not possible. I can only file for divorce after two years, and we need to have lived separately for at least a year."Sande tried not to believe it, but she knew Eds wouldn’t lie about something so serious. Her disbelief quickly turned into rage, then deep disappointment, as she realized she had put Sinjin on a pedestal. She had believed he was perfect for her best friend, but no one is perfect."I'm so sorry, bestie," Sande whispered, wrapping her arms around Eds. "I wanted him to be the o
After reading Eds' text, Sinjin started the car and drove toward his father's estate, which was an hour away from Midas Corporation. Despite the distance, he made it in just forty-five minutes, managing to avoid getting pulled over for speeding.He pressed a button on the steering wheel, causing the gates to open automatically. They closed behind him once he had driven through. Pulling up in front of the house, he turned off the ignition, exited the car, and slammed the door. As he approached the front door, it swung open, and his sister walked out to meet him."Sinjin, what are you—" Emma began, but she didn’t finish her sentence as Sinjin strode past her into the house, seemingly ignoring her. Surprised by her brother's attitude, Emma turned and followed him inside, curious about his unusual behavior."Sinjin, what a lovely surprise!" Camilla exclaimed, rising from the sofa to hug him. However, he lifted his hands to ward her off. "Baby, what’s wrong?" Her brow furrowed in confusio
As he approached an intersection, he saw the traffic light had turned red. Instead of slowing to a stop, he sped through it, and a truck slammed into the passenger side of his car. The impact caused the car to spin out of control and finally come to a halt.Just before losing consciousness, his only thought was Eds."Sinjin!" Eds screamed his name in her sleep, jolting awake and breathing heavily.Hearing the scream, Sande rushed into Eds' bedroom and quickly sat beside her on the bed. "It's okay. It was just a dream," Sande said, pulling Eds into a tight embrace."It felt so real. There was so much blood," Eds whimpered."Sinjin is fine. I'm sure he's fine," Sande reassured her.Just then, Eds' phone rang. Sande grabbed it from the bedside table and handed it to Eds, who answered despite the unknown number."This is her," Eds said when asked for her identity."I'm calling from Elderstone General Hospital. Your husband, Sinjin Santillan, was involved in a fatal accident and was rushed
A month later Eds let out a weary sigh, brushing her hair from her face as she sat up on the sofa that had served as her makeshift bed for weeks. The chest tube had been removed two weeks after Sinjin’s accident, but he still hadn’t woken up, and the fear that she might never speak to him again weighed heavily on her.Though the steady beeping of the heart monitor confirmed her husband was alive, and his doctor had reassured her that Sinjin was likely taking his time to wake up, anxiety still gripped her, causing her own heart to race.His parents and sister visited daily, but Eds never spoke to them anymore. She had said all she needed to on the day of his accident. They were the reason he was here, and if he died without waking up, she knew she would never forgive them—or herself.She stood up and walked over to his bedside, leaning down to kiss his forehead. "Good morning, Sinjin," she greeted softly. "Did you sleep well? I didn’t." She had started talking to him about her day an
After Doctor Dupont left the room, a heavy silence filled the space as everyone drifted into their own thoughts. Sinjin's blindness was psychological, and with the right treatment and therapy, he would eventually regain his sight. Eds knew she should be happy about this, but she wasn’t. Sinjin had endured so much, far more than she could ever comprehend, and she had abandoned him to face his struggles alone.They had been friends before they married, and just because she had fallen in love with him—breaking her own rule—didn't mean she couldn’t have been there for him. Instead, she had run away like a coward, avoiding the consequences of her actions.If Mallucia was the one he truly wanted, Eds should have done her best to help him reconnect with the woman he loved. Isn’t that what being his friend was supposed to mean? Even though it would have broken her to see him with Mallucia, she knew she should have helped him.Camilla moved towards the bed, hesitant to ask how Sinjin was. Ins
Surprised when Sinjin opened the door to the second master bedroom, Eds hesitated in the doorway. She glanced back at his closed bedroom door, just a few doors down."What about your bedroom?" she asked, stepping into the room."That'll be turned into a nursery or something," Sinjin replied. "That room has memories I don't want to revisit.""A nursery?" Eds scoffed, closing the door behind her. "Isn't that a bit far-fetched?""Is it?" Sinjin countered.Eds sighed, running her fingers through her hair, then walked over to stand in front of him. She crouched down, placing her hands on his lap so he could sense her presence."Listen, Sinjin, about our marriage...""You said we could talk tomorrow," he interrupted. "Let's talk tomorrow."Eds sighed again. "Okay," she agreed, standing up. "So, what do you want to do now?""I'd like to take a shower," Sinjin said."A shower? Is that really necessary?" Eds asked, eyes widening.Sinjin lifted his arm and sniffed. "I stink.""No, you don’t. I