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Sebastian felt confused and frustrated. He didn’t want to get caught up in this devious adult game. Deep down, he wanted his father to want something more genuine and meaningful for their relationship. “But this isn’t what I expected, Dad. I wanted us to build a stronger relationship based on honesty, not manipulation,” he insisted, feeling the emotions roiling inside him.
Of course, his father remained firm. “I know this seems difficult, but we have to play this game for our own good. Let them help us with connections and business opportunities. It’s all for your future,” he said again, trying to defend his position. Sebastian still couldn’t believe that his father hadn’t changed a bit. Deep inside, he felt a combination of anger and deep disappointment, but he realized that some things couldn’t be changed that easily.In the end, even though he was still angry, Sebastian knew that he didn’t have much of a choice. “Okay, Dad. I’ll try to accept it, evenRelated chapters
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Sebastian seemed at a loss for words. He was not only angry with Sara, but also with himself for still paying attention to her argument, even though there was clearly injustice in this situation. “You really have no shame,” he said, staring at her with a sharp gaze. He was sure that all of this was not solely about Dinda, but more focused on Sara’s personal interests and the egoism that always overshadowed her decisions. “I’m just doing what’s best for Dinda. You should understand, this isn’t just about the two of us—she’s the most important,” Sara said coldly, as if she was trying to dramatize the situation to gain sympathy.Sebastian bit his lip, feeling the emotions inside him rising. “You may be able to pretend like you care about Dinda, but everything you do is only for your own benefit. If you truly want what’s best for her, you shouldn’t use her as a tool to bring me down.”The lopsided smile on Sara’s face grew wider, as if she felt she had the p
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“She’s Sara’s child!” his father retorted, as if trying to emphasize that Dinda wasn’t entirely his. “You’re just caught up in these emotions. This isn’t the way to solve problems, Sebastian.”“It may not be the way you want, but it’s the way I believe in,” Sebastian said, his tone firm. He knew that his father didn’t want to understand what he was feeling. “I’m not going back to Sara. She stabbed me in the back, and I’m not going to let myself be tied down again to someone who betrayed me.”His father fell silent, perhaps surprised by Sebastian’s assertiveness. “But legally, this could be a serious problem. You can’t live your life based on feelings alone,” he tried to explain, but Sebastian no longer paid attention to his words.“Dinda doesn’t deserve to live in a controversial and toxic environment. She should have a brighter future, and I feel responsible for saving her,” Sebastian said, feeling determination in his heart.Sebastian stood str
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“No. She doesn’t want to see you anymore. ‘Poor daddy’,” Sara replied sarcastically, as if belittling Sebastian’s efforts to be involved in Dinda’s life. Every word that came out of her mouth was like a needle that stabbed his heart deeper.Sebastian felt pent-up anger. “This is too much, Sara! I’m not the ‘poor daddy’ you mentioned! I may not be Dinda’s biological father, but I want to be a part of her life,” he said, his voice rising, but he tried to make sure he remained polite despite the anger. But Sara just smiled sarcastically, making him feel even more hopeless. “She might be better off without your drama-filled presence. Why don’t you just focus on yourself?” she replied, shrugging as if none of this mattered to her. Sebastian was completely fed up. Everything he had done, all the effort he had put into protecting Dinda and speaking up for the little girl seemed to be in vain. “You only care about yourself! Dinda deserves to know about me and ha
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“What do you mean? What cyst?”Sebastian blinked, staring at the small screen on his phone, feeling his heart beat faster. The emergency information he had just received made him pause in front of his door, but then he ran to the car without thinking. He knew that something serious had happened to his wife. He had to get to the hospital immediately.His voice was hoarse as he spoke to the hospital operator, trying to get a grasp of the situation as quickly as possible.“This is a complication… You need to come to the hospital immediately and sign the consent form for surgery as soon as possible.” The voice was flat but urgent.Sebastian pressed the accelerator, his eyes scanning the road anxiously. His breathing was erratic, his mind spinning with various bad scenarios. His heart was filled with overwhelming fear—his wife, Sara, had always seemed healthy. They had just celebrated their wedding anniversary last week, and there had been no sign of anything like this happening. She had t
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“Sebastian, listen to me. You need to know something.” Sara’s voice was firm, but Sebastian could feel the tension behind it.They had been in this uncomfortable situation for a few minutes, but Sara’s next words would change everything.“What else do you want to explain?” Sebastian asked in a flat tone, trying to remain calm even as his anger boiled beneath the surface. He didn’t know what else Sara could say after the affair was revealed.Sara took a deep breath, then in a bold tone, said, “I may be married to you, but that doesn’t mean I lose my sexual freedom. Just because we’re married doesn’t mean I’m completely yours.”Sebastian was silent. His eyes stared at Sara sharply, waiting for the continuation of her sentence, but in his heart, he could hardly believe what he had just heard.“As a woman, I have the right to explore my own desires. I don’t think this is wrong. We haven’t been together for a long time, so I—I have the right to find my happiness elsewhere!” Sara continued
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"Who is Rich Daddy, Dinda? I am your only father!" Sebastian's voice trembled, trying to hold back his burning anger. But the words came out louder than he intended.Dinda frowned, looking at her father with a scared look. She took a few steps back, slowly releasing her grip on Sebastian. “No, Dad! Rich Daddy is good. He often gives me toys!” Dinda shouted, her voice getting higher.Hearing those words made Sebastian's chest feel tight as if something was strangling him. How could Sara bring another man into their daughter's life and make Dinda believe that there was another father figure who replaced him?Sebastian knelt in front of Dinda, trying to calm his anger and speak more softly. "Dinda, only me is your father. No one else. Whoever the man your mother brought here is, he is not your father." However, his words did not reach Dinda. His eyes began to fill with tears, and he began to tremble in fear. "Why is you angry? I don't like you angry!" Suddenly Dinda pushed Sebastian
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“Ah, Sebastian. You remember, right? This land is under my name. You gave it to me as our wedding gift. Even the house you built with great difficulty, it’s all mine now.”Sebastian fell silent, his heart felt like it was being squeezed. That house was where he had placed his hopes and dreams, every stone he had stacked was a manifestation of his love and dedication to their little family. He used to think that the house would be a place where they would grow old together, watching their children grow up. But now, reality hit him. Sara not only claimed the property but also lived there with another man—her lover. The thought of that stranger sitting in the living room, walking on the floor that Sebastian had once built with his own hands, was something he could barely accept.Sebastian’s lawyer coughed softly, drawing his attention back to the pile of documents in front of him.“You need to sign this as soon as possible. The longer we delay, the worse the situation will be. Especially
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"Dinda, honey, let's go back to sleep," Sebastian said softly, holding back the emotional turmoil that was still swirling inside him. He looked at his daughter lovingly, realizing that this argument was not something a child should hear. "Mommy and daddy are just talking, there's nothing for you to worry about." Dinda stood in the doorway, confused. Her eyes moved from Sebastian to Sara, then to the lawyer sitting quietly beside her mother. Her expression did not show fear, but confusion, as if she was trying to understand this complicated situation. Sebastian's heart sank when he saw his daughter's innocent face. He opened his arms, wanting to hug Dinda, trying to give her the sense of security she needed. "Come here, honey. Daddy's here." However, Dinda did not immediately run into his arms. Instead, she looked at her mother, then turned to the lawyer who was sitting calmly, not the least bit disturbed by the tension in the room. Dinda hesitated for a moment, then what happened
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