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2024-09-21 19:49:01“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 regarding the custody of your daughter…” Sebastian shifted his gaze to the papers. His eyes traced every word, and suddenly his breath hitched when he read one clause that made his blood boil. Full custody of their daughter, Dinda, would go to Sara. Not only that, Sebastian would also be required to pay $10,000 every month in child support. “What do you mean by this?” His voice was low but tense, almost shaking. He slammed the paper down on the table. “Sara gets custody of Dinda? And do I have to pay that much support every month? For what? So she can continue living comfortably with that jerk?” “We both know Dinda needs her mother more than her father. Besides, $10,000 is not a big amount for you. You have more than enough.” “It’s not about the money, Sara. It’s about Dinda! You don’t even care about her. You’re more busy with your new life, with that man. Do you really think you can be a good mother to Dinda when you can’t even be loyal to your family?” Sara chuckled, coldly. “Oh, Sebastian, you’re always so dramatic. Do you want to raise Dinda? In what way? You’re almost always working, how much time can you spend with her? Besides, I know you don’t want Dinda to grow up traumatized by this divorce. She’d rather be with her mother.” Sebastian gripped the arms of his chair, trying to hold back his rising anger. It was true that work often took up his time, but he knew he was more capable of being a loving and caring parent than Sara. Sara had never really been interested in a home life, let alone being a good mother to Dinda. She was always focused on herself—on her social life, her friends, and now her new man. There was no place for Dinda in Sara’s life, and that made Sebastian angry. “You don’t deserve Dinda. You don’t even deserve to be called a mother. While I worked hard to give you guys a decent life, what were you doing? Going on vacations, partying, and cheating. And now, you want me to pay this much alimony? For what, Sara? So you can keep traveling with that man? So you can live a life of luxury with the money I earn?” “It’s up to you how you look at it. What’s clear is that Dinda is better off with me. And about the money, it’s child support, not support for me. But if it also helps me live more comfortably, well, that’s a bonus.” Sebastian’s anger was getting hotter. How could Sara be so cold? How could she consider the money as just a “bonus” for him, while what was at stake was their child’s future? For him, the money wasn’t just about material things. It was a symbol of his hard work, of every hour of overtime he spent to support his family. And now, everything he did would become funds for an affair, funds for Sara to continue her new luxurious life while she tried to rise from the ruins of their household. “I won’t let this happen. I will fight for Dinda, and I won’t just hand over this money for you to spend as you please. You can continue to live in your false fantasy, but Dinda will know who the parents are who really care about her.” Sara just smiled thinly, as if unperturbed by Sebastian’s threats. “We’ll see. The court will decide.” Sebastian clenched his fists on the table, holding back the harsh words that threatened to escape his lips. He knew that this was not over yet. But one thing was for sure—he would not back down. Dinda’s custody and their future were too precious to be handed over to a woman who only cared about herself. “I will not sign this. Do you think I will give up custody of Dinda just like that?” “Oh, come on, Sebastian. This is just a formality. You know you won’t have time to take care of Dinda. You are always busy working. Leave her with her mother, where she can get the attention she needs.” “What attention? You never even cared about Dinda! All this time, you only cared about yourself, about your luxurious life.” “Sebastian, you are being too emotional. Don’t make this harder than it has to be. Besides, $10,000 a month is not a big deal for you. You have more than enough to give Dinda a decent life.” “This is about Dinda. You don’t care about her future. All you want is my money! You expect to live comfortably on child support, without having to lift a finger to work. This isn’t about Dinda. This is about you and the lavish lifestyle you want!” Sara’s expression hardened. Her smile vanished, replaced by a sharp glare. “You know what, Sebastian? You’re right. I do need the money. Why not? Dinda lives with me, I take care of her. What’s wrong with me enjoying a decent allowance while she’s under my care?” “You call that ‘taking care of’? While you’re busy traveling and partying with that jerk? You only see Dinda as a long-term meal ticket. Dinda needs more than just money. She needs love, attention, and stability—all things you’ll never give her.” Sara’s eyes narrowed, and her lips tightened. “You don’t understand. You always think you’re better than me just because you work hard and have money. But Dinda would be happier with her mother, and you know it.” “No, Dinda would be happier with someone who truly loves her, not someone who only sees her as a source of income. I will not hand Dinda over to you, Sara. I will fight for her.” At that moment, a small voice from behind made them both flinch. Unknowingly the argument woke their daughter.Related chapters
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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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Hearing all this, Sebastian almost fainted. The emotions burning in his heart could not be contained. In an instant, anger took over him. With a swift movement, he knocked the lawyer to the ground and grabbed his neck tightly. “You are indeed a cowardly man, a traitor! Insolent!” He could not understand that the person in front of him was a traitor, a person who had messed up everything he had. However, as the situation was getting out of control and the atmosphere in the room was tense, his wife ran over, quickly breaking a vase on Sebastian’s head. The sound of the broken ceramics made him jump, as if making him realize the bitter reality that he had to face. Sebastian could not believe what was happening. In an instant, he was arrested by the police. His wife, who was now standing next to the lawyer with a straight face, claimed that he had intentionally hurt someone. Even their little daughter, Dinda, who had always been considered his hope and happiness, testified against Se
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“Yes, but we need to talk quickly. Things are getting worse out there. If there’s anything you need to say, now is the time,” the old man replied, glancing around at the policeman who stood there in fear. The chief of police was watching the situation anxiously, and he certainly knew how scary it was to get on the wrong side of the respected family’s caretaker. He fought to keep his cool, but his face showed how worried he was about what was going to happen next. Sebastian swallowed, trying to gather his words. “There’s a lot going on and I can’t explain it all right now, but I’m innocent. My wife… she set this up. I’m the victim of all this.” The chief of the family’s caretaker nodded, understanding the complex situation Sebastian was in. “I believe what you say. However, it’s important to remember that we need evidence and a strategy to turn this around.” As the argument continued, the policeman asserted himself and tried to press for an explanation. “Sir, we were just doing our
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“But what about everything here? My life…” he answered, hesitant. He didn’t want to leave Isabella like this. “The family needs you now more than ever. This could open a new path for everyone, including Isabella and your child in the future.” The old man spoke wisely, triggering considerations in Sebastian’s mind. Finally, Sebastian felt a mixture of emotions—sadness for the loss of his mother, anxiety, but also a sense of responsibility for his father who seemed unlikely to last. Maybe, for him, it was time to try to understand the relationship even though there were many wounds that needed to be healed. “Okay, I’ll come back,” he said, his tone firm but deep down, he knew that this was a big step, full of challenges. Coming back, not only for his father, but also for himself. As the car moved away from the city, hopes and doubts mixed, but in his mind there was a belief that every step he took next would give new colors to his life and perhaps, could restore something that had
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“I know this is hard for you,” his father replied, his voice low but firm. “But you are the only one who can do it. And if anyone can lead this family well, it is you.”There was silence, and Sebastian absorbed everything his father had said. He knew that taking on such responsibility would not be easy, but perhaps, this was a chance to make amends, and do something meaningful for his family.He nodded slowly, ready for the challenge ahead. “If that’s what I have to do, I will do it. For this family, for us,” he said, settling himself.At that moment, Sebastian and his father looked at each other, feeling a renewed bond. Though the road was long and winding, they were finally ready to bridge the gap that once existed, showing that in love, there is the power to start over.Sebastian heard his father’s words and felt the tension as his father began to explain the world he had left behind. “Our family is one of the few dynasties that has a huge influence on global industry. You may kno
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The worry and pain came back to him, because he knew how complicated their relationship was in the past. “Dad, I’m not sure I’m ready to deal with her right now. There’s a lot of pain that’s still bothering me,” he said. “I understand. But sometimes, in order to move forward, we need to face the past and resolve things that are unfinished. This could be an opportunity to find the peace you need. It will give you strength on your journey forward,” his father said, adding that sometimes facing memories can be an important step in healing. Sebastian was silent, torn between his past and the path ahead. He knew that facing Sara, and everything that had happened, would be a challenge. But at the same time, it could be a new beginning, a chance to close an old chapter and open a new one entirely. He considered all of this as he stared out the window, watching the scenery pass by, feeling the weight of the burden on his shoulders but also the hope that, maybe, things could be fixed. Thre
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And behind every step he took toward Sara, there was a new dream being woven—a dream of starting over with his life, though he didn’t realize that behind it all, his father had his own agenda that could possibly shake the world he was building. Upon arriving outside the Blue Net Group building, Sebastian felt his heart pounding. The grand building stood tall before his eyes, towering with a professional and prestigious air. He swallowed, feeling a mixture of excitement and anxiety as he entered a new world. However, as soon as he stepped forward, he was stopped by the security guard standing guard at the entrance. “Excuse me, sir,” the guard said in a formal tone, “but we cannot let you in with such casual attire. Only employees who are properly dressed are allowed to enter this building.” Sebastian looked at the guard in frustration. He was wearing jeans and a plain jacket, perhaps not fitting the formal look expected in this building. “I’m Sebastian,” he replied with a slight s
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After saving the woman, Sebastian took a closer look at her face and quickly realized that she was not Sara, but a woman who had been his co-worker. She was known for her beauty and always exuded a charming aura, but their circumstances had never been close. He remembered how, during their time working together, he had often kept his distance because he was married and wanted to avoid unnecessary gossip or rumors, especially because his wife was known to be abusive. “Thank you for coming on time!” the woman said, her voice calm and nervous. She was still sobbing a little, and Sebastian could see the fear in her eyes. “I’m not sure what would have happened if you hadn’t shown up.”Sebastian tried to reassure her. “You’re safe now. But how did you get into this situation?” he asked, trying to catch his breath.The woman shook her head, her face pale. “I was invited to meet some of the employees here, so I came to the office and… he just came up to me. I did
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Rendy stood with a tired face, filled with regret, and before Sara could say anything, he suddenly knelt at the door. "Sara... Please. I know I was wrong. I know I don't deserve to apologize, but I can't keep living like this without trying to make things right," Rendy said with a trembling voice.Sara's face instantly turned red, not with emotion, but with boiling anger. "How dare you come here after what you did to Dinda! Do you think an apology can erase everything?!" she shouted.Sara's loud voice made Sebastian come out of the kitchen, holding Dinda's hand. When he saw Rendy kneeling at the door, his expression hardened."Dinda," Rendy whispered when his gaze fell on the little girl standing next to Sebastian. With a sudden movement, Rendy stood up and ran toward Dinda, his arms outstretched wanting to hug her.However, before he could get close, Sebastian swiftly pulled Dinda behind him, distancing her from Rendy. "That's enou
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"Yes," Sebastian replied without hesitation. "What he did is not only wrong but also illegal. He took away Dinda's right to choose. He exploited his position and your trust. That can't be allowed to pass."Sara took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. Part of her felt relieved that Sebastian was by her side now, but another part still felt crushed under the heavy weight of guilt."I need time, Sebastian," she finally said. "To think about all this... and to find a way to make up for what has happened to Dinda."Sebastian nodded. "Take as much time as you need, Sara. The important thing is that we face this together. For Dinda."Time passed quickly, and Dinda slowly opened her eyes. The night air felt calm, but the faint aroma of cooking tickled her nose. She got out of bed, rubbing her still-sleepy eyes. The sound of laughter and chatter from the kitchen piqued her curiosity.With slow steps, Dinda walked toward the kitchen.
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After helping Dinda lie down in her room, Sara stepped out and slowly closed the door. She stood for a moment in the hallway, taking a deep breath before finally walking to the living room where Sebastian was still standing.“Thank you for helping me today,” Sara said suddenly, her voice soft but sincere.Sebastian was a bit surprised, but he didn’t show it. “For me, Dinda is my child too. I will always be there for her.”The atmosphere between them felt lighter, although sadness still enveloped the day. Sara felt Sebastian's presence as a significant support. In this tense moment, gratitude flowed in her heart.Sebastian looked at Sara, understanding the heavy burden she had to bear. Although their relationship was not always perfect, moments like this made him realize the importance of supporting each other. He was determined to always be by Sara’s and Dinda's side, no matter how difficult their situation became.They exchanged glances,
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“Clear!” The shout echoed again, followed by a second shock. But the monitor still showed a flat line.Panic enveloped the room further. Every second felt like a century. The doctors exchanged glances, trying to hide their anxiety even as the situation grew more critical. The continuous beeping of the alarm added to the tension, making everyone feel trapped in uncertainty.Meanwhile, outside the room, Rendy and Vina watched with bated breath. Rendy squeezed Vina's hand, trying to channel some strength. “Please, Rachel... Get up,” he whispered, hoping his heartfelt words reached the weak girl lying there.Vina, unable to hold back any longer, sobbed loudly. “Rachel, we love you! Come back!” Her voice was full of hope, even as fear gnawed at her heart. In this tense moment, all their hopes focused on one point: may a miracle happen.Sebastian stood a few steps behind Rendy and Vina, his heart heavy witnessing the scene. He knew this was a criti
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Rendy felt his body weaken, as if struck by a heavy stone. His legs could barely support him, yet he held onto Vina, who continued to cry. “No... it can’t be...” he murmured, almost as if speaking to himself.Panic and fear enveloped him, making him feel trapped in darkness. Each heartbeat felt heavy, and Vina's sobs reminded him of how fragile life can be. Rendy tried to comfort the little girl, even though he himself didn’t know how to cope with the overwhelming fear.As he stared at the closed ICU door, thoughts of all the worst possibilities haunted his mind. Rendy felt guilty, realizing that all of this was the result of his own choices. He wanted to protect Rachel, but now he found himself in a situation that endangered everyone he loved.The tension in the air became palpable, and Rendy prayed that it wouldn’t end in disaster. He was determined to face the consequences of his actions, no matter how painful they might be. In his heart, he hoped there
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Rendy looked shocked, but there was deep unease on his face. He knew the situation was worsening. Every word spoken by Sebastian only strengthened his resolve to protect Dinda, and Rendy felt cornered.Sebastian stood firm, trying to contain his emotions. He did not want to be trapped in this game, but the deep pain and anger pushed him to take action. In his mind, there was only one goal: to save Dinda from potential harm.They both fell silent, caught in a moment full of tension. Sebastian knew that the next step would determine not only their fates but also Dinda's future, which should not be affected by the selfish decisions of adults.However, before Sebastian could continue, Rendy knelt before him. His usually confident face was now weak and desperate. Tears began to flow down his cheeks. "Sebastian, please... don’t do this," he said with a trembling voice. "Rachel... Rachel doesn't have much time left."Sebastian paused, shocked to see
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Filled with anger, Sebastian chose to confront Rendy. When he arrived in front of the ICU and saw Rendy there, without a second thought, Sebastian threw a punch. He growled with rage, his eyes red as he glared at Rendy, who staggered slightly from the blow.Without thinking, Sebastian grabbed Rendy by the collar, pulling him closer until their faces were just inches apart. "What are you doing with Sara and Dinda?" he hissed, his voice trembling with emotion.Rendy, still shocked, tried to defuse the situation. "Sebastian, wait! This isn't what you think!" he said, trying to keep his distance.Sebastian didn't want to hear any defense. His anger clouded his judgment. He wanted to know the truth, but right now, everything was blurred by his burning rage. He knew he had to listen to what Rendy had to say, but all he felt was the need to protect his loved ones.With his heart racing, Sebastian waited for Rendy's explanation, ready to listen or continu
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Sebastian tried to imagine how Rendy and Vina were feeling right now. They must be experiencing a mix of profound hope and fear. He felt compelled to be by their side, providing the support they needed amidst this chaos.His mind was increasingly filled with questions. He recalled how strange Rendy's behavior had been all this time. Rendy suddenly appearing in Sara and Dinda's lives, always looking for ways to get close to them. And now, knowing that Rachel had just undergone a liver transplant, Sebastian couldn't ignore his suspicions.Could it be...? No, that was too cruel. Yet, as he contemplated the situation, the question kept haunting him. Did Rendy really approach Sara because of Dinda? Because he knew Dinda could be a liver donor?Sebastian felt a deep discomfort. He tried to dismiss the thought, but the more he thought about it, the harder it became to ignore. Rendy always seemed very involved and caring, but was it all just a facade to
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Sebastian walked down the hospital corridor with hesitant steps, his mind filled with questions. He tried to locate Rendy, Vina, and Rachel, but he had no idea where they were. The hospital corridor felt silent, with only the sound of his footsteps echoing, intensifying his anxiety.Each door he passed seemed to hold untold secrets. He felt the tension in the air, shadows of uncertainty accompanying him. Memories of their emotionally charged meeting replayed in his mind, making his heart tremble.Sebastian thought about Rachel, the helpless little girl, and how easily the situation could turn into conflict. He wanted to protect them, yet at the same time, he felt trapped in confusion.He glanced at the clock on the wall; time seemed to crawl. In his heart, he prayed for their safety and tried to calm himself. He knew he had to find them and get the necessary explanations. With renewed determination, Sebastian continued his search, hoping to rectify his mis
