"I love you," Marvin said.Stella frowned, placing her palm on Marvin's forehead. "Your temperature is normal," she muttered."I'm serious. Please don't joke," Marvin reached for Stella's hand on his forehead."I'm serious too, Sir. What's with you? Why suddenly say you love me, huh? Is it because last night and this morning we just had intimacy, so you're starting to be interested in me? Aaahh... don't tell me you said you love me just so you could enjoy my body again? You want to make me your bedmate, huh? You... addicted, Sir?"Marvin's eyes narrowed with a cynical glare upon hearing Stella's response. He was very serious and honest earlier, but she responded with words that didn't meet his expectations."You're the one who repeatedly accused me of being jealous of Damian. Now, when I express my feelings for you, you accuse me of other things. Don't you know what jealousy means, huh?" Marvin asked. "Last night, I was also angry at you for letting Damian stay in this house. You shou
Stella, just waking up, saw Marvin standing in front of the dressing table with only a towel wrapped around his waist. They had spent the last two days at home, mostly in their bedroom. They only left the room to eat.On weekends, Marvin didn't want to do anything except relax in bed, whether watching TV or using his phone. But these past two days felt a bit different, with Stella beside.Time flew by quickly, and now it was time for Marvin to return to his usual activities. Stella, waking up on Monday morning, got out of bed and sat leaning against the bed's headboard.After confessing their love to each other, Stella and Marvin decided to sleep in the same room. Because there were still some photos of Lily in Marvin's room, and Stella didn't want to see them. She asked Marvin to sleep in her room instead.She hadn't told Marvin yet that the reason she didn't want to sleep in his room was because of the photos of Lily. She would tell him later.Stella got out of bed and approached Ma
“Now you look beautiful,” Marvin commented after successfully persuading Stella to change her clothes.Stella pouted in annoyance and said, "You're such an annoying husband!""I just don't want to share your beauty with other men. I'm jealous. What's wrong with that?""I said just this once, Sir. This is the last time. So that Damian realizes how perfect I am, and he will regret dumping me.""Now you're also perfect," Marvin looking at Stella from head to toe. "The dress fits you perfectly. Damian will definitely still be fascinated by you."Stella was now wearing a more covered dress. A light pink short dress with a skirt below the knee and long sleeves down to the elbow. Her chest was also tightly covered."But this isn't sexy!" Stella wanted to cry and scream as loudly as possible. Her lips were now pouting in frustration as she looked at the man standing in front of her."Do you want to wear sexy clothes? I'll buy you something much sexier, and you'll wear it. But only in front of
"What? Run away?" Marvin got up from his seat in shock when he received a call from the bodyguard he had asked to guard Stella.The bodyguard said that his mistress had run away in a car."How could you run away? What do you do, huh?" Marvin asked sarcastically.[I'm sorry, sir. Madame Stella said that her throat was scratchy and she was thirsty. She asked me to buy her a drink. While I was buying her a drink, the car I was carrying drove up. I-]Pip!Marvin immediately switched off his phone unilaterally before his bodyguard explained more clearly.He stared at his phone screen and searched for Stella's whereabouts.His eyebrows knitted together as he looked at his phone screen. "Where is she going? Isn't she going to meet Damian? So why did she take a different route?" Marvin muttered. "Stella... why do you keep irritating me?"Marvin walked out of his room to meet Stella. He wanted to know where Stella was going.Luckily, Marvin had tapped Stella's cell phone first, so he knew wher
"Sir?" called Stella as she got out of the car.However, Marvin unfortunately didn't respond at all. He continued to walk into the house without looking at her.Along the way, Marvin also stayed focused on the road and didn't engage her in conversation at all.Whereas usually, a word or two from the man always invited him to talk. But this time it was silent.Stella was very aware that the man must be angry with her. She also realized all the mistakes she had made.Stella closed her eyes and went into the house.She saw Marvin who went into his office upstairs. As for Stella, she went into her room first to change her clothes because one of Marvin's anger was because she was wearing such revealing clothes.After changing her clothes, Stella came out of her room and walked towards Marvin's study which was not far from her room.Marvin did have a special workspace, it was used when there was a lot of work piling up in the office and he couldn't finish it.A man came out of Marvin's stud
Stella just stepping onto the ground floor, glanced towards the kitchen. She saw Marvin standing there, pouring something."What are you doing?" Stella asked, smiling warmly.Marvin pouring orange juice into a glass, remained silent and didn't respond to Stella's question, ignoring her. He rolled his eyes and took a sip of the juice in his hand before walking towards the stove to cook instant noodles. He was hungry and craving something to fill his stomach. Miss Bertha was out, so he had to cook for himself.Stella walked up to Marvin again and said, "Let me cook. You just sit, and I'll bring it to you when it's ready."Marvin didn't respond to Stella's words. He continued to stand in front of the stove, waiting for his instant noodles to cook.Not getting a response from Marvin, Stella felt a lump in her throat and her chest tightened as Marvin continued to ignore her."Honey—" Stella didn't continue when Marvin immediately walked away to get a bowl.She had also intended to reach fo
Marvin, who was already sitting on the edge of the bed, pulled Stella onto his lap. He placed a kiss on his wife's lips.Stella smiled. “It's still early."“So? Why? I don't care.”“The room isn't soundproof. What if Miss Bertha and Mr. Halbert hear us, you know, making noise?”Marvin smiled, understanding what Stella meant. “You're the one who always makes noise, not me."Stella squinted her eyes.“Miss Bertha is out and Mr. Halbert is downstairs. He hardly ever comes up, so we're safe. Now stop making excuses."Marvin tilted his head, about to kiss his wife's lips. Stella also closed her eyes. As Marvin's nose touched Stella's, his hand began to touch her leg, then moved up to her thigh. However, when he touched her thigh, Stella immediately winced in pain.“Sshhh… slow down, don't touch that part."Marvin sat up straight again and looked at Stella. “Why?”Stella shook her head. “No, it's nothing."“I don't like people who lie.” Marvin immediately pulled up Stella's dress and saw he
Marvin wrapped his arms around Stella from behind and kissed the nape of her neck.Stella giggled. "What are you doing? I'm cooking, don't mess around," she said while standing in front of the stove preparing instant noodles."I never intended to hurt you earlier," said Marvin, ignoring Stella's words.He placed a kiss on his wife's cheek and rested his chin on Stella's shoulder. "I already told you, three-quarters of my heart belongs to you, and the rest Lily took. So, isn't it clear who the winner is? You are, Stella. That means I love you very much too.""But earlier, you said it seemed like you didn't love me that much because we haven't known each other for long.""I was just asking you earlier, why are you thinking otherwise?"Stella freed Marvin's hands from her waist and turned to face him."Tell me honestly, don't you love me that much?" asked Stella, looking at Marvin with the most serious expression."Oh my, why are you asking again? I just answered that.""I want to make s
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