Flavia POVWhose voice is that? Why are you all whispering like that? I can't hear it. Can you come closer? Whoever it is?"When did you wake up? Don't you miss me?"Ah, that's Uncle's voice. Uncle, I can hear you. I miss you too.Is that your hand touching my cheek? I want to open my eyes too, but for some reason, it feels so hard."I'll go now, I'll be back later."Don't go. I don't want to be alone. Why are you leaving me?"Via, the new menu at our restaurant has been launched. The response from the customers is very good, and even today's sales are very high."Abby. That's Abigail's voice, right? Abby, I want to wake up. But I can't. Abby, please. Help me..."Ignazio keeps asking me to cook our new menu. That chubby kid. Seems like he's never full. I'm already kind enough to cook that food for him, and he says your cooking is better than mine. Come on, wake up, Via. Aunty Ada has given birth. It's a boy. Falisha is happy because she remains the prettiest child of Uncle Altezza."F
Gladwin and Antony are now in Eijaz's office. They sit facing each other like a doctor and patient. "There's nothing wrong with the results of her operation," Eijaz displayed the latest test results on the flat screen on his desk."And from my observation, Flavia's brain condition is indeed fine." "What's happening to Flavia right now is a side effect of the head trauma. We call it brain trauma."Actually, the reason for amnesia after the accident cannot be determined yet. Plus, the two factors Flavia experienced—head trauma and coma—are not the first time they've occurred."But what we need to further investigate is whether this is temporary or permanent," Eijaz continued. His eyes kept scrutinizing the man in front of him."I personally hope it's temporary. Meaning it's just a side effect of the trauma and shock she endured. Because in some cases of amnesia, patients experience it due to the patient's own mental issues. So the patient's subconscious suppresses them to forget certain
"Phoebe." The name slipped out of Gladwin's mouth."What about that woman?" Abigail now turned to her uncle."Eijaz said that after Flavia had her examination, she met with Phoebe. After that, Flavia, who was supposed to go with Eijaz, suddenly asked to be taken home. I'm sure Phoebe said something to Flavia." Gladwin rose from his seat. Determination and anger glinted in his eyes."Where are you going, Uncle?" Abigail asked again."I'm going to see Phoebe. I need to ask her directly about what she said to Flavia.""Gladwin," Claire intervened. "I know you're angry right now. But it won't serve any purpose."Gladwin turned to his sister. "What do you mean?" His voice was edged with frustration."Confronting Phoebe won't help. Whether she said something to Flavia or not, if she knows about Flavia's condition, she'll feel victorious.""This isn't a game, Claire. There's no winning or losing here," Gladwin replied, a hint of bitterness in his tone. What his sister was saying didn't make
A knock on the door drew my attention again. A beautiful woman, tall with fair skin and soft makeup, entered carrying a basket of fruits. Behind her was a woman the same age as my grandmother, but her appearance was more striking and attention-grabbing. Especially her bright red lips. "Are we interrupting?" The voice sounded friendly. I looked at her, and her gaze didn't seem too friendly towards me. "Oh, Phoebe. No, dear, you're not interrupting at all. Flavia just woke up," my grandmother answered the question. Phoebe? Is she the Phoebe, the one who sees me as her rival? But rival in what? She's clearly beautiful. What does she have to compete with me for? "It's just a little something. Sorry for arriving so late," she said, still with a friendly tone. Her gaze shifted to my right side, and the handsome man just nodded, accepting the gift with a murmured thank you and placing it on the nightstand. Does that woman like the handsome man? So who is he really? I don't even know his
Gladwin was surprised when the spoon in Flavia's hand fell. However, the amused smile didn't leave his face. His girl. No, his wife stared at him with her beautiful round eyes. Gladwin realized he hadn't introduced himself to Flavia since his wife became aware. Yes, wife. Flavia had officially become his wife ten days ago. Right in the morning on the fourth day the girl was in care. After getting permission from his brother-in-law who was now his father-in-law, the next day Gladwin married Flavia in the hospital while Flavia was still in a coma. There were Antony, Claire, and Abigail. While Jonas and Eijaz served as witnesses to their marriage. The wedding took place in secret. Not even his mother and elder brothers were informed. From Gladwin's family, only Abigail and Claire knew. Flavia still looked at Gladwin with her adorable surprised expression. Gladwin knew in that room it wasn't just
"Julie, know that I truly didn't expect this to happen," Penelope Madsen's complaint could be heard coming from her mouth. Abigail raised her head and watched the changing numbers above while tapping her foot impatiently. "Gladwin really has insulted you this time. He even got married without your blessing. Isn't this outrageous? Indirectly, he has insulted you as well." Finally, the Lady Rouge began to try to ignite her grandmother's anger. Abigail saw a dark aura surrounding her. How could she not, when demons were whispering? The poison was starting to work and filling her grandmother's mind with the unclear chirping coming from the Lady Rouge's mouth. "He is your last son in the family. And shamelessly, he married secretly. Isn't his action disgraceful? What will people say when they find out about this? A Doctor who can't respect his own mother, choosing to marry without approval and sec
"Finished?" Gladwin's question made Flavia look up. Her face still flushed with embarrassment as she nodded. Gladwin picked up the bowl from the table and then folded the table back to the side of the bed. He took the dirty styrofoam bowl to the other side of the room and threw it in the trash. "Is there anything you want to ask?" he asked, still in his gentle tone. He climbed onto the bed and sat with his body sideways facing Flavia. "I-I..." Flavia bowed her head silently. "Actually, this is complicated. I'm still a bit confused," the girl twiddled her fingers. "Hmm, I understand," he replied. He reached for Flavia's hand and held it gently. "I just hope your memory returns soon. But until then, I ask that you don't be too hard on yourself. I'll help you as much as I can. "If there's anything you want to ask, don't hesitate to ask. If you feel embarrassed to ask me, y
That morning, Abigail arrived carrying a paper bag filled with clothes and breakfast. Until now, since awakening from her coma, Flavia hadn't seen a mirror. So when she saw Abigail bringing facial care products, it made Flavia both surprised and curious about her own face. "What does she look like? What does her face look like? Is she beautiful?" Honestly, she felt embarrassed waking up in Gladwin's embrace. Even though he was her husband, he was still a stranger to Flavia. "I'm sure you must be eager to take a shower. But you can do that later when you're home. For now, just enjoy a clean wipe-down." Abigail said with her sweet smile. Gladwin wasn't in the room; her husband had mentioned that he had a morning work schedule and wouldn't be done until the evening. According to Gladwin, if Doctor Eijaz allowed it, Flavia would also be allowed to go home today. And Doctor Eijaz, the sweet-faced man who had examined Flavia. Seeing two familiar men