Altezza returned home feeling distressed. Antony clearly threw his hands up, openly stating he wouldn't help. Gian did the same. Even Tessa claimed she truly didn't know Adaline's whereabouts. Meanwhile, Joanna, the woman, only stared at him with disgust when Altezza approached her residence."I thought you were a good man. But it turns out, you and that woman are just the same," she replied coldly. She didn't even allow Altezza to enter her apartment. "I don't know where she is. In case you forgot, both Adaline and her mother are orphans. So they have nowhere to go.""As for Aunt Emma, I don't know where she's from. We're not close enough to chat. But even if I knew where Adaline is right now, I have no obligation to tell you," Joanna replied again. The woman stood casually at her apartment door with her arms folded in front of her chest."Please, Joan. Help me," Altezza pleaded."For what? What's in it for me? Didn't I tell you before, asking you to make her happy? I told you that A
"Let me tell you a story that happened forty years ago," Altezza said quietly, listening."I came to America at your uncle's request. Arthur had already set foot in this country."Your uncle fled because he didn't want to be arranged in marriage by our late father. And because he couldn't return to Italy, he asked me to come and bring all the wealth he had been saving. He did it to start a business so he could live here with your aunt, Brianna."I didn't know that Arthur's cancelled engagement would force me to take his place. But I thought, I would accept the engagement because I didn't have someone I loved as much as your uncle loved your aunt."But before getting married, I thought I'd spend my bachelor days having fun first."Then, someone invited me to go somewhere. A place where I could hire women for a certain period of time. The man said I could practice being a great husband in bed before spending time being the husband of your grandfather's chosen woman."At that time, I was
Altezza slumped dejectedly. He leaned his back against the edge of the bed, hugged his knees, and rested his forehead between them. His chest felt tight, his tears unstoppable now. Never in his life had he felt such pain. Even when Jovanka left him and chose her career over him, Altezza didn't feel as miserable as this. They were both abandoned, but why did this feeling now hurt so much? Guilt dominated his thoughts, while longing squeezed his chest. The image of Adaline's smile filled his mind's eye. Just yesterday he felt his wife's belly and felt the movement of their twin babies. And now he couldn't see any of them anymore.His phone kept vibrating, Jovanka's name displayed on the screen. Altezza didn't know how many times she had tried to reach him. He didn't want to know. That woman had ruined everything. She had shattered everything until Altezza felt there was nothing left for him.Was Jovanka's love for him as she claimed?Then what kind of love did she have for him, who even
Jovanka was searching for Altezza. She visited the hotel owned by the man's family. However, her presence was vehemently rejected by the owner of the hotel himself. Who else but Sir Benjamin Quirino.The elderly man approached her after the commotion she caused in the hotel lobby. Not wanting to deal with the police, the former father-in-law of Jovanka finally came down and met Jovanka face-to-face."What are you doing in my place?" He asked coldly. Benjamin Quirino was someone who always yielded to his wife's desires. But when it came to matters outside his family, he was a firm and often cold man.Now, the man, still standing tall at sixty-two, was staring at Jovanka with a cynical look. If only this gaze were directed at his business associates, it wouldn't be the gaze they desired. But this time, he was facing Jovanka, a woman he considered to have lost her sanity. So, she wouldn't be disturbed at all."Padre..." Jovanka uttered pleadingly."Who are you calling Padre?" The man ask
"Don't pretend not to know, Antony," Jovanka snapped. She was fed up with her cousin Altezza's pretense. "You were a witness at our wedding.""Hmm... is that so? When was that?" He frowned, pretending to think. "Because as far as I remember, just a few months ago, I was a witness at my cousin's wedding. Which one of my cousins did you marry? Him?" He pointed his thumb at Gian, who was sitting on the long sofa on his right."Antony. I'm not joking. And your jokes are not funny!" Jovanka yelled."Do I look like I'm joking?" Antony looked at Gian and Duncan alternately. Both men shook their heads. "So, Gian. Is this woman your wife?""Antony!" Jovanka stood up with rising anger. Her fists clenched. "My husband is Altezza Quirino!""Ahh... Altezza." Antony looked at Jovanka. Still with his casual attitude. "So he's your husband?" Jovanka gritted her teeth. Antony clapped his hands. "Oh, right. I forgot. Six years ago, I was there and witnessed your wedding." Antony said again. Jovanka sat
Altezza's Point of ViewI blink, rubbing my throbbing temples. Lack of sleep and appetite leave my body feeling weak. I glance at my phone, which I had previously tossed carelessly, and try to turn it back on. Dozens of missed calls and messages flood in. They all come from different numbers, but I know they're all from Jovanka. And I choose to continue ignoring them.The clock reads five-twenty. There's still plenty of time before dinner. I decide to scroll through social media again, hoping Adaline has posted something that could give me a clue to her whereabouts. Though it's a slim hope because Adaline isn't one to post every little thing on social media. But it seems luck is on my side.And indeed, she has uploaded something. A photo of brownies topped with whipped cream and strawberries. It seems Adaline is currently fond of sweet treats, especially chocolate. Unconsciously, I find myself smiling. As has become my habit over the past two days, I've been seeing my wife's face on h
Adaline felt a surge of pain in her chest. "Altezza?" The name echoed in her mind. "Sweetheart, are you okay?" her mother asked, worried. Her forehead creased as she looked at her daughter's expression. "I'm fine, Mom," she replied, hoping her smile would reassure her mother. "I'm okay." She repeated. Physically, she was fine, more than fine. But her heart wasn't. "Are you sure? Your face looks pale." Her mother stared at her intensely. Adaline glanced at her mother, pinched and patted her cheeks to bring some color back. "It's because of my anemia, Mom. So it's normal for my face to look pale. Pregnant women usually look pale too," she joked. Her mother still looked at her with an unbelieving gaze. Their attention shifted when someone urgently pressed the doorbell. Mother and daughter exchanged glances. "Let me get it." Her mother replied. Adaline nodded. Gian appeared at the door with a pale face. His expression was panicked, and his appearance was disheveled. "Gian. Come
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
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