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Fathia pressed her lips together again, choosing to listen to the conversation dominated by Sebastian and his family's lawyer. She's gotten to know Ronald's face quite well, especially when he read the will, and she noticed his furrowed brows and frustrated sighs during their discussions.
Savoring a cup of warm hot chocolate, Fathia looked around the room, which was tastefully decorated in a modern style. She admired Ronald's sense of interior design.
"Fathia," Ronald finally called out. His old eyes carried a warm smile as they met hers. "Come here, dear."
The first time Sebastian pushed open the door to the room where Ronald Nasution was waiting for them, Fathia knew the old man was genuinely surprised by her presence. A warm embrace followed by several affirming pats confirmed that Ronald was satisfied with her except for... her face. But Ronald seemed to hold back from asking, perhaps because Sebastian told him not to pry too much.
"You've been listen
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A small smile appeared at the corner of Sebastian's lips. He stepped closer to Fathia, who didn't move an inch from her position. It was as if she was waiting for him to approach. She tilted her head slightly when Sebastian was right in front of her. Their eyes locked, sinking into each other's depths."Yes.""How much do I mean?"Sebastian fell silent for a moment. "I can't assign a value, because that's for you to determine." He stepped closer. "You can feel everything about me now." He brought both of Fathia's palms to touch his face.She closed her eyes, and when her palms made contact with his face, trembling slightly, she felt the tenderness she had longed for in Sebastian."Now you're allowed to doubt me, the way you thought I still loved your sister. I'm okay with that. But at the very least, don't stop me from giving you a lot of love now, for your life. Until you realize that I really do love you."Fathia was speechless. Her body f
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The sound of heels clashing with the floor echoed. With each step, they got closer and left a trail of a soft perfume scent that could captivate. Just like herself, looking flawless in a knee-length dress. It snugly wrapped her graceful figure, but she covered it with a knee-length long coat. She still cherishes the gaze directed at her, giving her a sense of self-worth in her line of work that isn't cheap. It's not just about flaunting her body or the clothes she wears; it's not that.She's visited here several times before, sparking numerous gossip accounts that freely speculate about their intimate relationship. The words out there ache her heart, but she keeps on smiling. She neither confirms nor denies the assumptions, yet she can't ignore that they're growing closer day by day. Added to that, the beautiful wedding day that she envisions is about to become a reality.She doesn't care if Sebastian's wrath will be aimed squarely at her. She's braced herself to accep
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Clara's hand clenched tightly. Her grip on the handle of her bag tightened. "Just call him, Vino. I'm still patient when it comes to dealing with you.""Oh, that's necessary, Ma'am. You have to be patient when dealing with me because that's what you need right now." Then, the sound of a chair scraping against the floor as Vino moved. He stood up, grinning in a way that made Clara furious without mercy. She really wished she could smack Vino's head for his behavior. Especially..."Because in the future, it seems like you're going to keep being in touch with me.""In your dreams!!!"Vino didn't laugh. The grin disappeared; his playful expression gone. It was replaced immediately by a look that Clara found hard to decipher. Especially when the man approached Clara without hesitation. The space between them narrowed so much that Clara could feel Vino's breath against her face without permission.Was Clara scared? Worried? Not at all. She didn't even sh
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