Stella stood next to Marvin as her father-in-law suddenly entered Marvin's office. It wasn't just Stella who was shocked, Marvin also got up from his seat."S-sorry, Sir," Stella said, bowing hesitantly."Why do you need to apologize? Have you done something so terrible that you need to apologize to me like that?" Mr. Myron asked, walking toward Marvin and Stella."Hm? Mmmhh… I-I….""Sit down," Mr. Myron requested of Marvin and Stella.Marvin sat back down in his seat, while Stella remained standing next to her husband."Aren't you going to sit? I'm going to talk a lot, and this will take a long time. Can you stand for that long?""Hm?" Stella was confused.Seeing his wife like that, Marvin immediately got up and moved a chair that was next to Mr. Myron to beside her. He asked Stella to sit there."Thank you, Darl—" Stella stopped mid-sentence when she saw Mr. Myron staring at her. "Sir," Stella corrected herself before sitting down.Mr. Myron smiled faintly at her words."Daddy wants
“What’s the reason?” Marvin asked his father. “Before answering Stella’s question about why I didn’t like Fanny, I want to correct something Stella said,” Mr. Myron replied. Stella and Marvin immediately frowned. “Who said Fanny is prettier than you, hm?” Mr. Myron asked Stella. “Did Marvin say that? Did he tell you that Fanny is prettier than you?” “Huh?” Stella looked at Mr. Myron in confusion. “I didn’t say anything,” Marvin interjected. “Fanny is just average. Not pretty at all. You’re much prettier than her.” Mr. Myron continued. Hearing Mr. Myron's words, Stella bowed her head and tried to suppress a smile. “Really?” Stella looking back at Mr. Myron. “But Damian played me for Fanny. Doesn’t that mean—” “Damian wasn’t serious about Fanny, Darling,” Marvin interrupted. “The proof is that he regretted leaving you and wanted you back. He also wanted to make you his partner. That means Fanny was just for his pleasure, not someone he wanted to marry or make the mother
"Basically, I'm going to destroy Fanny. I'm working hard on how to do it, Dad.""Daddy thinks that will be very difficult.""I know it's hard, but I will keep trying. Fanny still needs to face the consequences of what she has done.""And what about that … who was it? Damian? Is that really settled?""95% almost finished, just in the process of transferring the name. Once it's done, Stella can expel Damian from her house and also from the company.""Company? You have a company, Stella?""Not mine, Sir, but Daddy's.""But your parents are no longer around, so the company should fall to you, right?"Marvin shook his head. "Stella won't be touching that fortune, let Keenan and Mia handle the company and the house. Stella can get what she wants from me as her husband."Mr. Myron furrowed his brow at Marvin’s mention of the name Keenan. "Wait a minute, Keenan Kalandra?"Marvin nodded. "Yes, why?"Mr. Myron looked at Stella. "Was your father … Jaffin Kalandra?""Yes, that's Daddy's name. Do
"Daddy doesn't like Fanny because she is the daughter of the woman Daddy once loved?""No, it's not because of that. When Fanny was born, Daddy wasn't hurt or angry. Daddy was just indifferent because his love for her mother had already faded, and Daddy had begun to fall in love with your mother.""Oh, I thought it was because of that. If not because of that, then why?" Marvin asked."Because Fanny has the same traits as her father. Too ambitious, selfish, stubborn, impossible to advise, and so on. And most importantly, she is rude. Daddy doesn't like that.""Oh, I thought it was for some other reason, but it turns out it's because of that? I don't know her well, so I don’t know her traits and behavior. But from the start, I’ve disliked her. If it weren’t for Mommy, I wouldn’t have agreed to the engagement. Fanny's face looks like that of an antagonist. I dislike seeing it."Stella nudged Marvin's arm. "You shouldn't think like that. What if you end up falling in love with her? What a
Marvin immediately grabbed Fanny by the shoulders and pushed her so forcefully that she fell to the floor."What did you just call my wife, huh? Cheap woman? You're the cheap one!" Marvin yelled."D—darling?""Stop calling me that! Do you have no shame?" His eyes wide open with anger. "You called my wife cheap? Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? The cheap one is you, Fanny! You’re pursuing a man who’s already married, so who’s the cheap one, huh? You or my wife?”Fanny, hearing Marvin yell and seeing his scornful and sharp gaze, swallowed hard. It was the first time she had seen Marvin so angry at her."You’ve dared to hurt my wife in front of me twice now. Dare to hurt her again, and you will be finished with me." Marvin threatened.Fanny, still sitting on the floor, swallowed hard again upon hearing Marvin’s threat. Marvin looked at Stella, who had been silent while holding the back of her head in pain."Are you okay, Darling? Does it hurt?" Marvin asked while touching Stell
Mrs. Charlotte clasped her hands under her chest as her husband spoke. "Why do you ask that?""I'm just curious," replied Mr. Myron."Marrying Jaffin was my dream, but it all vanished when he married Vania," answered Mrs. Charlotte. "And I never used you as a rebound. You came at the right time, and I fell in love with you before we got married, so I wasn't forced to marry you. Are you satisfied now?"Mr. Myron smiled and nodded. "Thank you." He turned and walked away.***Time passed quickly. For a month, Mrs. Charlotte, Mr. Myron, and Fanny stayed at Marvin's residence.Fanny's intention to live at Marvin's house to separate or harm Stella was not easy to carry out. She couldn't get close to Stella because Marvin constantly protected her. The woman was practically glued to the man she loved for almost 24 hours.Stella always accompanied him to the company, and at home, they spent time together, never being apart. This frustrated Fanny."It seems we can't do anything to separate them
A kiss landed on Stella's cheek as Marvin leaned over her while she lay on the bed. Disturbed from her sleep, Stella immediately opened her eyes. She saw Marvin smiling at her "Why does Monday come so quickly?" Stella said, turning onto her side."Why?" Marvin wrapping his arm around his wife from behind. "Don't you want to come to the office?"Stella shook her head. "It's not that I don't want to be with you, but I get bored there. I have nothing to do and I'm not sure what to occupy myself with.""Alright then, you don't have to come to the office. Besides, Mia is at home. You can spend time with her, go out, shop, or do whatever you want with her. I'll arrange for bodyguards to protect you so Fanny can't do anything bad to you.""Are you sure it's safe?""Four bodyguards should be enough to protect you if you want to go out. Or is that not enough? Six? Eight? Ten?""Ugh! Don't overdo it. I'm not the president's wife. I'd draw too much attention if I go out with so many guards. Two
Fanny and Mrs. Charlotte emerged from the room after their private conversation. As they exited, Fanny's eyes fixed on Stella, who had just entered her room upstairs."She didn't go to the office with Marvin as usual?" Fanny murmured.Mrs. Charlotte, hearing Fanny's comment, glanced in the same direction. She saw Stella entering her room. "Don't even think about messing with her. There are guards at her door, and they won't let us in. So it's pointless to go upstairs.""I know, Mom. I'm just wondering why she didn't go to the office with Marvin. She usually follows him diligently.""I don't know, and frankly, I don't care.""Well, I don't care either. Now, let's have breakfast. I'm starving."Mrs. Charlotte nodded, and they walked towards the dining room. However, they stopped at the entrance to the dining room. They saw Mia still sitting there, eating her breakfast. Seeing Mia, Fanny was reminded of the plan she discussed with Mrs. Charlotte earlier."It seems like the right time to
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