Marianne was blindfolded once again as she was ushered out of the mysterious location and back into the van. The drive back felt like an eternity, with Marianne's mind in turmoil, grappling with the impossible choices forced upon her. As the van came to a stop, the blindfold was removed once more, and Marianne found herself alone on a deserted street.Her thoughts were a chaotic swirl of emotions. Anger, fear, and desperation clashed within her as she considered the options laid out by Anthony. She couldn't fathom the depths of cruelty that Felix's father was willing to sink to achieve his goals.When she came back to the house, she found Felix was already there at the kitchen as he was eating the food that he just cooked. It was burn and tasteless, a stark contrast to the turmoil boiling within Marianne. Felix looked up, concern etched on his face as he noticed her disheveled appearance."Oh, you're home," Felix said, setting aside his barely touched meal.Marianne forced a weak smil
Marianne took a deep breath and looked at him with teary eyes, "You're so selfish, Felix."Felix, taken aback by Marianne's accusation, felt a pang of hurt in his chest. He hadn't expected her to use such harsh words, especially considering the emotional turmoil she was clearly experiencing. He sighed deeply, his brows furrowing in a mix of frustration and sadness."I'm not trying to be selfish, Marianne. I have my reasons, and I wish you could understand, and I am just following the contract," Felix responded, his voice tinged with a hint of regret.Marianne, her emotions running high, couldn't bear the weight of the situation any longer. She turned away from Felix, wiping away a stray tear that escaped her eye. "I don't want to understand. I just want to be free from all of this.""Why are you doing this to me, Marianne? It's really clear that what we had was all an act, and agreement. But, why are making things so complicated now? And wanted to end things like this all of a sudden?
The following day, Felix just let Marianne to take her time to think and tell him what's going on. Marianne, grateful for Felix's unexpected support, spent the following day wrestling with her inner turmoil. The echoes of their emotional confrontation still resonated in her mind, but Felix's willingness to listen and his genuine concern planted a seed of hope within her. As she paced the living room, her thoughts raced, considering the risks and potential consequences of revealing the truth to Felix. She knew that opening up meant exposing him to the dangerous world orchestrated by Ramon Anderson, but the weight of secrecy was becoming unbearable. Felix, respecting Marianne's need for space, gave her the time and distance she required. He busied himself with household chores, occasionally glancing at the closed door of the room where Marianne was deep in thought. The atmosphere in the house felt heavy, laden with unspoken words and unresolved tension. In the evening, Felix called N
He paced back and forth in the dimly lit room, his hands clenched into fists. The gravity of the situation demanded a decision, one that could alter the course of their lives. Nate watched Felix closely, understanding the internal struggle. "Felix, I know it's not easy, but we can't ignore the threat Marianne is facing. We need to put an end to this, for her safety and yours as well." "So, you want me to marry Charlotte?" he asked him. "Yes, it that's what it takes," he answered. He didn't want to do the marriage with Charlotte as he would know that this would led to a serious complication of him and his father afterwards. He knew that his life would be controlled again by his dad. Felix took a moment to absorb Nate's words. The weight of the decision pressed down on him, and he felt the burden of responsibility for Marianne's safety. The idea of marrying Charlotte to protect Marianne seemed like an unimaginable sacrifice, but he couldn't ignore the reality of the danger they we
As Felix went back to their house, he then saw Marianne on the living room, and it seemed like she had been waiting for him all day long. "Felix? Did something happen? I've been calling you a few times, but-" she didn't finish what she was about to say when Felix suddenly hugged her. Her eyes widened in surprise, but slowly, she's giving in, she gently tap his back. Marianne felt a mixture of relief and concern as Felix enveloped her in a tight embrace. His grip was firm, as if he was holding onto her for dear life. She could sense the tension in his body, the residual stress from the challenging decisions he had to make. As Felix held her, Marianne's initial confusion turned into a gentle understanding. She could feel the weight of his emotions, and without the need for words, she knew that something significant had transpired during his visit to the Anderson mansion. The subtle tremor in his voice and the way his fingers pressed into her back spoke volumes. Felix buried his fa
Back at the Anderson mansion, Anthony just handed the papers to Ramon, that Felix and Marianne's marriage is just contractual. Ramon skimmed through the papers, his expression unreadable. Anthony, standing with a stern demeanor, waited for his father to react. The atmosphere in the room crackled with tension, and the weight of unspoken disappointment hung in the air. "So, Felix got an arrange marriage with Marianne because of money, right?" Anthony nodded his head. He took his phone and dialed his number, "Felix?" "Yes, Father?" "We need to talk," his father said over the phone. "Alright, I'm on my way," he said and hung up the phone. Felix arrived at the Anderson mansion, the grandeur of the place now overshadowed by the heavy atmosphere within. As he stepped into the opulent room where his father awaited him, the air seemed charged with tension. Ramon looked up from the papers, his expression stoic. "Sit down, Felix." Felix took a seat, his eyes meeting his father's gaze
Back at the house, Felix saw Marianne packing her things as she's ready to leave the house. Marianne glanced up as Felix entered the room, surprise and concern etched across her face. The room, once a sanctuary of shared dreams and whispered promises, now stood as a silent witness to the fractures in their carefully constructed world. "Felix, I've been waiting for you," Marianne uttered and walked towards him. "I'm sorry, we've discussed some things about the-" "I know. So, where is it?" Marianne asked, but Felix seemed confused on what she was talking about. "What do you mean?" he asked in confusion. "The divorce papers," she uttered, and Felix just nod his head in realization. He walked towards his room and take out the envelope containing the divorce papers, handing them to Marianne with a heavy heart. Marianne took the envelope, her gaze fixed on Felix's face. The room felt charged with unspoken emotions, a silent acknowledgment of the tangled web they found themselves i
One month had passed since the painful exchange of divorce papers between Felix and Marianne. The Anderson mansion, once a witness to their intertwined lives, now bustled with a different energy—a frenetic preparation for the impending union of Felix and Charlotte. Charlotte was staring at Felix as he was just focused on reading an article on the living room of the Anderson mansion. A smiled formed on the corner of her lips, but deep inside she knows that Felix is just forced to do the wedding with her. "Hey, can I sit?" Felix looked up from the article, a brief flicker of surprise crossing his face before he nodded. "Sure, go ahead." Charlotte took a seat beside him, her eyes searching his face for any signs of the emotions he might be hiding. "Felix, thank you for doing this." Felix paused at reading and glanced up at her. "Doing what?" "The wedding. Thank you for doing it. I would never-" "Just don't talk about the wedding, Charlotte. I wanted to be alone right now, can I?"