Marvin's eyes shot open when he heard Stella telling him not to look for her. His already growing worry intensified as he heard the sound of a slap. He was sure his wife was in trouble. His heart pounded, fearing the person holding Stella might hurt her.“Darling?” Marvin called out."Take my life instead of my husband's!"“What did she say?” Marvin mumbled as he heard Stella's trembling voice talking to someone he believed was in front of her. He also clearly heard Stella sounding like she was holding back tears.Slap!Marvin covered his mouth as he heard the slap, convinced that the man was hurting his wife.“Darling? Darling? Are you okay? What’s happening? What is that bastard doing to you?” Marvin asked, panicked."Your wife is with me. Find her, and let’s play here."“Da–mian? Is that you?” Marvin asked.But there was no answer to Marvin’s question because the man had already hung up.“Hello? Hello? Damian? Aarrrhh! Shit! Damn it!” Marvin cursed in frustration.“What should we d
"A trap? What do you mean?" Marvin asked as he untied Stella's hands and feet."Damian... he didn't run away." Stella tears starting to stream down her cheeks."He didn't run away? What do you mean?" Marvin still didn't understand."Yes, because I'm still here," Damian suddenly said, drawing Stella and Marvin's attention to the source of the voice.They saw Damian emerge from a room, pointing a pistol at both Stella and Marvin. Seeing Damian with a firearm, Marvin quickly stood in front of Stella, using his body as a shield to protect his wife. However, Stella didn’t stay behind Marvin but stood beside him, holding his hand."What are you doing? Stand behind me!" Marvin pleaded."No," Stella replied, her voice trembling. "Why did you come here when I asked you to leave?! He wants us dead. You should have left and ignored me! At least one of us could survive. Then, when you find my body, you can avenge me on this bastard!""How could I think like that, Stella? My life would be full of
Fanny, who had been dozing, immediately opened her eyes upon hearing a commotion outside. She sat up, her ears sharp, trying to determine whose voices were outside."Is that... Marvin's voice? Has he arrived?" Fanny got up from the bed and walked towards the door.Slowly, she opened the door slightly and peeked out, wanting to confirm whether her suspicion was right or wrong. And it turned out she was right. The voice she heard indeed belonged to Marvin.She saw Marvin and Stella standing hand in hand, about 6-7 meters away from Damian, who was standing with a firearm aimed at them."He's already here? Ugh! Why didn't Damian wake me up? I told him I wanted to see Stella die!" Fanny muttered in the room, "Ah... maybe Marvin arrived suddenly, and Damian didn't have time to wake me. Alright, no problem. I'm here now and ready to see Stella's demise."A smirk appeared on Fanny's lips."I can't wait to see Marvin cry over that wretched woman. He deserves it for slapping me that time. It ma
Stella was rushed to the nearest hospital. Marvin was extremely worried, fearing that neither his wife nor his child would survive. He had already experienced the pain of losing someone before, and it hurt deeply. If it happened again, especially now that it involved not just a lover but his soulmate and flesh and blood, he didn’t know what would become of him. He felt he could never live long without Stella."Marvin..." Stella called. She looked at Marvin, who was staring at her with a frightened expression. "I'm okay, don’t cry."Marvin didn't answer immediately. He continued running while pushing the gurney on which Stella was lying, accompanied by several medical staff and a doctor. Stella was eventually taken to the hospital. Marvin was asked to stay outside and wasn’t allowed to enter.In just a few minutes, the door opened again, and the doctor came out with a panicked look on his face."You can only save one life. Who should we save? The mother or... the baby?""I want both! M
"I’m sure she didn’t mean to do it.”Hearing his mother say the same thing she had said before, Marvin turned his gaze away and smirked.“If she didn’t do it on purpose, she should have come to the house and apologized to you,” said Mr. Myron. “But did she? Did she come to see you and apologize? Not at all, Charlotte!”Mrs. Charlotte fell silent, unable to respond to her husband's words. Feeling cornered and unable to defend Fanny, she realized her husband had a point.If Fanny hadn’t meant it and was pressured into a difficult situation, she should have come to apologize. But until now, Fanny had never sought her out. In fact, after the incident, Fanny never visited her again, unlike before when she would often come by.Mrs. Charlotte began to doubt. Maybe Fanny really was as bad as people said.“Open your eyes. Fanny isn’t as good as you think,” Mia chimed in. “Honestly, I can’t understand you. After she did such a crazy thing to you, you still trust her? If I were you, I’d be furio
"You’re not going to do anything crazy to Stella like before, are you?" Keenan looking at Mia seriously."What are you talking about? I won't do anything. Being a bad person has made me learn my lesson. I don't want to do it anymore Besides, I only did it once, why do you keep accusing me?" "I'm just asking to make sure.""I made one mistake, and you all bring it up forever. It’s not just Stella who was a victim, I was too! Can't you see my situation? I'm only 20 years old and already a widow!"Dariel smiled thinly upon hearing this. "That's the consequence of doing something bad. One mistake you make overshadows a thousand good deeds you've done before.""Then I might as well keep doing bad things! At least if I'm accused, it'll be something I actually did.""That's not how it works," Dariel responded.Marvin, overhearing their conversation, sighed. "If you want to argue, go outside. My wife needs to rest, don't disturb her."Seeing Marvin getting annoyed, Dariel put his arms around
Marvin called out to Dariel, who was sitting with Keenan and Mia in front of Stella's hospital room. They immediately stood up straight."What's wrong? Why do you look panicked?" Dariel asked, noticing the worry on Marvin's face."Did something bad happen to Stella? Is her condition worsening?" Keenan asked."Stella is fine," Marvin replied. "I need you to watch over her for a bit." He turned back to Dariel and said, "My mother just called, saying she saw someone very suspicious standing in front of the nursery. When she called out to them, they ran away, and now my father is chasing them. Come with me. I'm worried about my daughter.""Let's go!" Dariel responded.Marvin and Dariel quickly ran towards the elevator, heading to the nursery where Stella and Marvin's daughter was.In just a few minutes, they arrived."Is Daddy still chasing them?" Marvin asked his mother, breathless from running."Marvin, you're here? I thought you would ask Dariel to come. If you and Dariel are here, wha
Marvin's eyes remained fixed on Stella since he woke up this morning. It had been two days since that harrowing incident, and Stella still hadn't regained consciousness, even though the doctor said she should have woken up by now. This made Marvin anxious, scared, and worried."Don’t you want to wake up, Darling?" Marvin asked, his voice trembling as he held back his tears.He was genuinely afraid that Stella might never open her eyes again, just like what happened with Lily."I miss you, Stella. I swear, I miss you so much. I miss your laughter, your smile, your affection, even your silly moments. I miss everything about you. Please wake up. I can’t bear to see you like this. I’m in pain. I have no will to live. I need you as my vitamin. Not only do I need you, but our daughter needs you too. Don’t you want to nurse her directly? When you were pregnant, you always said you couldn't wait to hold her and nurse her directly. Now her weight has increased, and the doctor says she can go h
Delvin stood in front of Emily's apartment door, his eyes filled with doubt and hope. His hand continuously pressed the doorbell, but there was no sign that the door would open."Emily? Darling? Are you in there? Open the door, I’m back, Darling," Delvin's voice was full of regret.He stood with his hands in his pockets, feeling the cold air seeping in through the gap under the door. Delvin took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. His heart was in turmoil, remembering the hurtful words he had once said and his efforts to make things right.Since the incident that nearly cost Emily her life, and after spending difficult times in Paris to reflect, Delvin had decided he couldn’t keep holding onto his anger. He wanted to return and make amends. He wanted to apologize and hoped that Emily would give him a chance to explain everything.He no longer cared about the mistakes Emily had made. After all, Emily had changed and was no longer the person she used to be. So, he decided to come bac
Delvin parked his car in front of the hospital, the tires screeching as he stopped near the emergency room door. Marvin, his face full of tension and tears, quickly jumped out of the back seat. He carried the unconscious Stella and ran towards the emergency room door.Delvin followed Marvin swiftly, fear evident on his face. Meanwhile, Emily, who was a few steps behind them, walked slowly. Her heart felt heavy, as if each step carried a greater burden.Emily watched Delvin’s back, busy and completely ignoring her. “He says he loves her?” she murmured with pain. “But what’s happening now? He doesn’t care about me.”Tears began to flow down her cheeks. She felt isolated in a situation that should have been full of care. Delvin, who should have been supporting her, was instead focused entirely on Stella and Marvin. Emily felt a deep heartache, feeling neglected when she needed support the most.With her head bowed, Emily continued her steps, trying to hold back her tears. In her mind, al
Marvin, Stella, Dariel, and Delvin stood at the edge of the cliff, their eyes fixed on Emily, who was dangling there, gripping tightly to a tree root that pierced through the ground. Her face was pale, tears streamed down her cheeks, and her body trembled with overwhelming fear. Below her, the abyss gaped like a black maw, ready to swallow her at any moment."Darling?" Delvin shouted from above, his voice hoarse with barely concealed anxiety. "Grab my hand, I'll pull you up!" His hand stretched out toward Emily, trying to reach her trembling fingers.Emily looked down at the depth awaiting her below. Fear enveloped her, making her sobs even more uncontrollable. "I'm scared," her voice barely audible, drowned in heart-wrenching sobs."You'll be okay!" Marvin's voice followed, filled with confidence and hope. He lowered his body closer to the edge of the cliff, extending his hand alongside Delvin's. "Now grab our hands, mine and Delvin's. We'll help you up."Stella stood not far from th
Fanny stared out the villa window. "Has he left yet?" she asked without turning, her voice firm with a hint of impatience.Willy, the brother of the deceased man she once loved, kept talking after bringing Emily here, which only irritated her further. So, with cunning, Fanny sent him away to buy food for the evening, using it as an excuse to keep him away while she executed her plan.One of her henchmen nodded, his face expressionless. "Yes, Miss. He's gone far," he replied curtly.Fanny sighed in relief, a thin, meaningful smile curling on her lips. "Okay, bring the girl!" she ordered coldly, her gaze shifting to Emily, who lay helpless in the corner of the room.Emily tried to struggle, her body writhing in vain on the cold floor. "Mmmhhh..." Her screams were muffled by the cloth stuffed in her mouth, only the rustle of fear could be heard. Her wide eyes, filled with panic, welled up with tears as she watched Fanny approach with a terrifying gaze.Fanny’s men moved quickly, lifting
Marvin stepped into the company cafeteria, his forehead furrowed when he saw only Zaline and Daniel sitting together at one of the tables.“Just the two of you? Where’s Emily? Where did she go?” Marvin asked, his voice filled with confusion.Zaline and Daniel exchanged glances before Daniel responded, “She didn’t show up, and we haven’t heard anything from her.” He sighed, showing his phone to Marvin. “I’ve tried calling her several times, but her number’s not active.”Marvin frowned, a mix of confusion and concern crossing his face. “Did she request leave from the division head?” he asked, trying to find an explanation.Daniel shook his head, his expression mirroring the same confusion. “No, I even checked with the division head, and there’s no word from her today. It’s strange; she usually informs the division head if she’s not coming in.”Marvin remained silent for a moment, his mind racing through unpleasant possibilities. Without saying another word, he reached into his pocket an
Delvin gripped the steering wheel with one hand while the other slapped his forehead in frustration. "Damn it, my phone! I left my phone in the room," he muttered, exasperated. He had just realized that his phone was still at Emily's apartment.Earlier, before heading out to pick Emily up from work, he had decided not to bring his phone because its battery was dead. So, he had plugged it in to charge. "How am I supposed to contact Emily without my phone?" Delvin grumbled, annoyed with himself.Quickly, he turned the steering wheel and headed back toward Emily's apartment.Delvin drove fast but cautiously.Delvin's car finally stopped in front of Emily's apartment building. He immediately got out of the car and looked around. His eyes fell on Emily, who was following someone wearing a black hoodie. Delvin's heart pounded with worry."Who is she with?" Delvin murmured, his lips pressing into a tight line. "She’s not sneaking around behind my back, is she?" Confused, Delvin decided to fo
Delvin gently squeezed Emily's hand as they stood in front of the apartment building. The night was beginning to fall, wrapping the city in a blanket of twinkling lights in the distance.He gazed into his lover’s eyes, trying to ensure that Emily really didn’t mind his job that took up so much of his time. “Darling, I might be back a little late tonight,” he said softly, with a hint of worry in his tone. “Weekends are usually very busy at the restaurant. Are you okay with me leaving you alone for so long?”Emily, who had been attentively gazing at Delvin’s face, smiled faintly. The warmth in her eyes made Delvin feel slightly more at ease. "It’s fine," she replied in a soothing voice. “You always come home very late on weekends. I’m getting used to it.” Her sweet smile widened as she added, "Besides, before you, I was always alone. So, it’s okay, darling."Delvin sighed in relief, but there was still an uneasy feeling gnawing at his heart. He knew how hectic work was on weekends, but
"Do you want to know something about Mrs. Daisy?" Marvin asked his father.Mr. Myron immediately set aside the cake he was holding. "Why?" he asked, his tone reflecting deep curiosity."A month ago, I happened to meet Mr. Emrick in detention. He was furious when he saw me and cursed at me—he cursed at me harshly and continuously, Dad."Mr. Myron's brow furrowed, his expression turning to confusion and concern. "Cursed at me too? Why?" he asked, clearly puzzled and not fully understanding the situation. "I don't feel like I ever caused him any trouble. I never communicated with him, so why would he curse at me? I haven't wronged him.""He hates you because of Mrs. Daisy," Marvin said.Mr. Myron raised an eyebrow, waiting for further explanation, but what Marvin said next was quite shocking."Apparently, during their marriage, Mrs. Daisy never loved him. Mr. Emrick said that Mrs. Daisy was indeed his wife, but her heart was never his. Even until she died, her heart still belonged to the
Marvin glanced at Dariel, who was seated across from him, with a serious and tense expression.“It’s been over a month, and still no trace of her?” Marvin asked, his voice low but demanding.Dariel, slightly hunched over, slowly shook his head. “I suspect she’s fled the city, maybe even the country, with a fake identity. Just like what she did to the man at the scene of Lily’s accident. Damian too… he was a wanted man back then, wasn’t he? But he managed to leave the country with a fake identity,” Dariel explained, his tone filled with suspicion.Hearing this, Marvin felt the heavy burden on his shoulders growing even heavier. He leaned back in his chair, letting out a long sigh, trying to calm the turmoil inside him. “So what now? Just let her get away? No way!” Marvin declared firmly, his voice booming with restrained anger. “I want her behind bars, suffering even more than her father!”Dariel looked at Marvin calmly, understanding his friend’s anger and frustration. “I’ve already s