"I can help you," Altezza repeated his words. Adaline froze, unable to believe what she had just heard. Was Altezza offering to help her personally? It was the longest time Adaline lifted her head and looked directly at Altezza. He observed her from his seat. Adaline's eyes were golden brown, framed by long and curly eyelashes, along with thick black eyebrows. Her nose was small and perfectly placed on her face. Her lips were not too thin, nor too thick, but sensual. Yes, Adaline was indeed beautiful, very beautiful. And even though the girl now looked at him nervously, it didn't diminish her beauty. "But there are conditions," Altezza said after a considerable pause. The girl seemed to straighten her shoulders. "W-What conditions, Sir?" she asked, sounding concerned. "Are you currently in a relationship with someone?" Altezza's question surprised Adaline, but without returning the question, she shook her head. Adaline did like someone, but she didn't have a special relationship
Adaline sat by her mother's bedside in the ICU. The doctor had informed her that her mother's surgery went smoothly, but due to the lingering effects of anesthesia, her mother remained unconscious. It had been more than twenty-four hours since her mother came out of the operating room, and it made Adaline worry. Adaline and Emma took turns caring for her mother. Although Altezza had granted her leave until her mother recovered, considering her loan from the company and the embarrassment of continually burdening others with her work, Adaline decided to return to work as soon as possible. For the past three days, Adaline had been anxious, not only about her mother's condition but also recalling Altezza's words from earlier. Adaline realized that she had entered an unwritten agreement with her boss, and she was waiting for the continuation of his plan. Surrogate Mother. That phrase kept echoing in her mind. While waiting
A week had passed, and Adaline's mother had returned home. Throughout that time, Adaline had been unsuccessful in reaching Altezza. After his return from Kansas, he had gone to Singapore for his business affairs, as informed by Duncan, his secretary. Adaline looked at Joanna with fear. Her friend always gave her sharp and piercing looks. Adaline knew Joanna was concerned about her fate, but she was also grateful that Joanna hadn't done anything dramatic like telling the truth to her mother or even going to Altezza's office and confronting him directly. "I've tried to contact him, Jo. I swear," Adaline said softly. "But he's unreachable. I even left a message with Duncan, but he hasn't given me any updates." "Tell Tessa to contact her boyfriend. There's no way he's not answering," Joanna suggested. "Tessa doesn't know about this, Jo," Adaline replied honestly. Joanna looked b
Adaline returned to her desk with her mind filled with various thoughts. If visualized, it seemed like the nerves in her brain had now turned into a tangled mess of threads. Sitting in her chair, Adaline had a vacant stare. She didn't even respond to Tessa's question until her friend waved her hand in front of her eyes. "You okay?" her friend asked with concern. "Hah?" Adaline responded, startled after her friend patted her shoulder quite forcefully. "Oh, yes. I'm okay," she replied with a stiff smile. She returned her gaze to the blank screen in front of her, choosing to focus her mind on something other than the zeros Altezza had requested from her. Five minutes later, Tessa glanced again at her friend, who was groaning while banging her forehead on the desk. "Adaline, what's wrong? What happened?" she asked with concern. Adaline looked genuinely frus
Adaline's POV I glanced at the watch on my left wrist. Fifteen minutes until exactly five o'clock. I looked at Tessa, and she had already packed her bag. She was always punctual. I shook my head. In reality, I was also a punctual person. But under the current circumstances... I shook my head again. "Wanna go home together?" Tessa finally asked. I looked at her and shook my head. "Are you sure you're okay?" I could clearly see a flash of concern in Tessa's eyes. To reassure her, I tried to smile, even though my chest felt erratic. My hands were already sweating from nervousness. "If anything happens, talk to me. Don't keep it to yourself," she said again. Her attention was now focused on me. I responded with a weak nod. Besides Joanna, I haven't dared to tell anyone about this. Even though I've known Tessa for quite some time, there are things I can't bring myself to talk to
"So, Miss Adaline Scott, do you have your answer?" Altezza looked at Adaline with a gaze that was hard to explain. Adaline lifted her head, and their golden eyes locked. "Are you ready to repay your loan as per the amount I requested?" Altezza asked again. "Um, Sir," she hesitated in her response. "May I ask a question?" "Please," Altezza replied flatly. Adaline took a deep breath, trying to convince herself of what she was about to ask. "Could you explain in more detail about your request to me, Sir?" she finally inquired. Adaline observed the furrowed forehead of the man in front of her, deep in thought. "Actually, Miss Adaline, you no longer have the right to ask for those details from me. You should have inquired about it before agreeing to marry me and bear a child for me," Altezza replied after a brief silence he intentionally created, monopolizing time just to make the woman tense.
"What does your mother like?" Altezza asked without glancing at Adaline, who now looked uncomfortable, occasionally biting her fingernails. "What do you mean?" Adaline asked, confused. "I can't possibly visit my future mother-in-law empty-handed, right, Mrs.? I intend to bring something for her." Adaline blushed instantly, not expecting Altezza to be so understanding. But she was confused about what to tell him about her mother's preferences. "Just say it, what kind of food does your mother like?" he gently ordered. "Many things," Adaline honestly answered. "My mother likes a variety of foods. She's not a picky eater." "Alright then," Altezza said flatly, and a few moments later, he diverted his car towards a supermarket. "Come on, get out," he softly commanded when he saw Adaline's expression once again filled with confusion. "I have to buy something f
The melodic sound of Emma's singing had become a routine for Adaline every morning. Adaline descended, dressed in her work attire - a dark blue long-sleeved shirt paired with neatly pressed black trousers. As usual, her long hair was tied in a simple bun that wouldn't disturb her while working. Her mother was busy at the stove, and Emma was organizing items in the kitchen cabinet. The groceries that Altezza brought the previous evening, which she had separated into two parcels, turned out not to be for him but a gift for her mother. FlashbackAltezza declined Adaline's mother's dinner invitation, explaining that he had just eaten before coming. Glancing at his watch, he decided to leave when the short hand struck eight. Despite their reluctance, both Violet and Emma allowed him to depart after hearing Altezza's reasons. "It's not good if people find out a man visited a woman's house this late, ma'am. It's not that I'm not comfortable or don't enjoy
Adaline's POV:"Dad?" I saw my dad sitting on a bench in the park not far from our old rental house.Dad smiled, patting the empty space next to him, and reluctantly, I walked over and sat down."Why are you here?" I asked, glancing at our old house. The house we left when I entered middle school. The house filled with beautiful memories where I grew up."Do you forget? Back when we were moving, you cried incessantly. Saying to us how much you liked our old house."I smiled and nodded. I did cry a lot back then, begging my parents not to move from there.I didn't want to make new friends because I had a hard time socializing. But Dad said everything would be okay. In fact, if we moved, I would be even happier.Dad said I needed to learn to be more sociable because life is more beautiful with many friends."Why are we here?" I asked, confused.My dad smiled. His face looked so fresh, cheerful, and of course, handsome."Just a reminder that we once had a past," my dad said casually. "Do
Is this some sorta karma?Altezza gazed at his sleeping wife, deeply asleep. The doctor managed to save her. Save their baby.After experiencing a heart attack and losing a lot of blood, his wife could finally return to them. Even though his wife is now declared in a coma, just like himself.Oh God. Is this my payback for all my past mistakes?Why are You like this to me?"Wake up, Darling. Please wake up quickly. Don't you have pity on our two children? I haven't even been able to give them names yet." Altezza whispered to his wife's hand.That hand was so small and weak. The hand that had been holding his all this time. The hand that had always touched him gently. Regardless of what Altezza had ever done to her.Altezza reluctantly rose from his seat. "I'll be right back, hurry and wake up." Altezza kissed his wife's forehead. He bid farewell to his mother and mother-in-law before leaving the hospital.He still limped, his leg condition worsening as he carried Adaline back then, but
Adaline accompanied Altezza back to the hospital for his therapy session. Three times a week, they spent two hours together, even though all Adaline did was watch. After the therapy, Gian would come and accompany them to take Adaline for her prenatal exercises. Altezza never liked it; he always felt jealous whenever Gian took his place as Adaline's companion. But what could he do? His body still wasn't healthy enough to assist. He just hoped that when Adaline gave birth, he would be the one by her side, not Gian.As for Adaline's pregnancy, she was now at 36 weeks, with three to four weeks left until delivery. Stefanie continued to persuade her wife to opt for a cesarean section during delivery, but Adaline remained firm in her decision to have a normal birth, despite knowing the condition of her body.But whatever happened in the future, he only hoped that Adaline would give birth safely. As well as their two babies.Was it just his imagination, or were they being followed since leav
Everyone was running towards the front room. Objects flew, hitting the walls and crashing into pieces. Ceramic and glass shards scattered on the floor. Along with it, the sounds of screams and curses echoed. It was deafening to everyone witnessing it.Yes, Jovanka was raging in her residence. She looked at her assistant with a sharp gaze while Evans stood silently with his blank expression."What's going on?" Cindy glanced between Evans and Jovanka. The middle-aged couple behind her were holding hands in worry and fear simultaneously. "Evans?" Cindy looked at Evans again, seeking an answer.Evans carefully navigated through the glass shards and picked up the papers Jovanka had crumpled in anger. It was a police summons addressed to Jovanka. Not only that, but Cindy also noticed several swollen credit card bills, penalty invoices from the agency's law firm, all addressed to Jovanka Lawrence.Cindy looked at Evans, and Evans returned the gaze. "I told you to stop. But you never cared."
"I'm still better than him, Ada. I won't hurt you. I also won't leave you waiting while I'm in a coma. Because I never wanted to be in a coma. Not like him who left you waiting for so long with the excuse of being in a coma," Gian replied again."Damn you! Come on, Brother, quickly take him home. If possible, send him straight back to Italy to his parents," pleaded Altezza, looking pitiful.Antony sighed. He slapped his thighs and stood up. "I need him, Al. I need a right-hand man since you took Duncan. Come on, Gian, get up." He ordered softly. Gian complied."Thank you," Altezza replied as Antony was willing to fulfill his request."We're going home, Ada," Antony replied, acknowledged by Adaline's nod. "But if you're indeed tempted by Gian's words, just contact me. I'll willingly help you file for divorce from your husband," he replied flatly.Altezza gaped at him while Gian cheered happily. "Yes!" He shouted."Damn you both! Get out of here! Never show up here again!" Altezza yelle
Altezza is indeed conscious, but that doesn't mean she can go home freely. Her broken bones have indeed improved during her coma period, but she still needs intensive care. Because her body didn't move for three months, some parts of her body became swollen and stiff. So, Altezza has to undergo regular therapy.The wound on her head has also dried up. Although the doctor stated that Altezza would definitely have side effects due to the surgery.Meanwhile, after Altezza regained consciousness, the legal process began. During the accident, it turns out that Altezza wasn't the only victim. Two other cars were also hit in the incident. So, the total accident involved four cars and nine victims, although it didn't result in any fatalities. However, among the nine people, Altezza suffered the most severe injuries, while the others only suffered minor injuries.Adaline has never wanted to know the cause of the accident. And her family has never discussed it in front of her to protect her and
Adaline felt kicks in her stomach. She groaned softly. Her eyes opened, and she could see the hospital ceiling in front of her.Wasn't she in the ICU earlier? Since when was she moved to the regular ward?Adaline glanced at the bed next to her. It was clear she had returned to the regular room she had been in. But her husband's bed, which was usually occupied, was empty.Adaline closed her eyes with her arm. She felt the IV needle in her left hand. It seemed she had passed out again, something that had happened frequently lately.Adaline heard her room door open, but she didn't want to turn or see anyone who came in.Footsteps and the sound of wheels approached her bed."Madam..."That voice? It sounded hoarse, but Adaline knew it so well. The voice she had longed to hear. Unwanted tears fell again. How could she daydream at a time like this..."Madam, do you really not want to see me again?"The tone of that voice? It sounded sad yet also joyful at the same time."Are you teasing me
Adaline sat motionless in her place. Her husband's body trembled violently, then convulsed momentarily. All the screens next to the man blared loudly.Adaline could only stare at her husband with an empty gaze. Someone wrapped their arms around her shoulders, pulling her back just as the paramedics arrived."We're leaving, Honey," said Delila's voice. Adaline turned her head and shook it, but Delila kept urging her to go."Mamma... Altezza... he..." she pointed to her husband. Mrs. Delila only nodded and continued to escort her out of the ICU room.Her mother-in-law settled Adaline into a long chair in the hallway. Adaline sat in silence. The commanding screams echoed only in her head. She twisted her hands, praying silently, hoping that God would return the man she loved.This wasn't the first time Altezza had an attack. But it was always frightening for her whenever it happened.Three months. Altezza had been in a coma for three months. Although the doctors said he showed progress,
Altezza opened his eyes, but he quickly covered them with one hand. The dazzling light hurt his eyes. Altezza squinted, trying to adjust his vision and figure out where he was now. As far as he remembered, he had just had an accident, but strangely what he saw now was not the ceiling of a hospital or the view of a treatment room, but large branches and dense foliage.Altezza sat up. He was quite surprised because he didn't feel the pain he should feel. He looked at his body and felt fine. But why was he there? Why was he in this vast green field? Why was he lying under a shady tree before?Altezza turned and was quite surprised to see someone he knew sitting next to him and even smiling at him. "Sir?" he asked, surprised.How long had they not met? If Altezza remembered correctly, the last time he saw that man was about eight years ago. "What are you doing here?" Altezza asked again.The man stared back at Altezza in surprise. "I should be asking you the same. Why are you here?" The m