CHAPTER 66
The atmosphere in the ER gradually grew calmer. The doctor who had spoken to Antonio earlier entered the room where Cassandra was being treated. After examining her now much more stable condition, he instructed the nurses to transfer Cassandra to a regular care room. Carefully, the nurses began preparing Cassandra’s bed for the transfer.
Meanwhile, in the waiting room, Antonio remained seated with his sharp gaze fixed on the door. When he saw a nurse emerge, pushing a bed carrying Cassandra, he immediately stood up. Ben, who had been standing nearby, quickly followed his movements.
“Is she all right?” Antonio asked directly, approaching Cassandra’s bed. His eyes never left Cassandra’s face, which still looked pale but far calmer than before.
The nurse stopped the bed to explain. “Sir, Miss Cassandra’s condition has stabilized. However, she still requires further treatment and must remain in the hospital for observation. We are transferring her to a regular care room, as she no longer needs to be in the ER.”
Antonio nodded, but his tone remained firm. “I want her to be treated in the best room you have. Make sure she receives the highest level of care. If anything is lacking, inform me immediately.”
The nurse offered a polite smile. “Of course, Sir. We’ve already prepared a VIP room for her.”
Antonio walked beside Cassandra’s bed as the nurse began pushing it toward the designated room. His steps were steady, with Ben loyally following behind. The journey was quiet, accompanied only by the sound of the bed’s wheels rolling along the hospital floor.
When they arrived at the VIP room, the nurses efficiently transferred Cassandra from the rolling bed to a more comfortable one. The room was spacious and clean, equipped with complete facilities. Antonio stood by the bed, his eyes still fixed on Cassandra.
“Sir,” the nurse said softly, “If you need anything, you can press this call button. We will come to assist you immediately.”
Antonio simply nodded, not taking his eyes off Cassandra. After ensuring all of Cassandra’s needs were met, the nurse left the room, giving Antonio and Ben some privacy.
Ben, who had been silent, finally spoke. “Sir, it seems her condition has improved significantly. Perhaps now you can consider resting for a while.”
Antonio turned to face Ben, his gaze sharp. “Ben, I’ve already said this. I will rest when everything is resolved. Until then, I’m staying here.”
Ben sighed but chose not to respond further. He knew that arguing with Antonio would be futile.
Meanwhile, Antonio pulled a chair close to Cassandra’s bed and sat with unwavering vigilance. He observed every small movement Cassandra made, even though she was still deeply asleep. His expression reflected a strong determination, as if he were guarding something incredibly precious to him.
Hours passed. The doctor entered the room to check Cassandra’s condition once again. Antonio immediately stood up, waiting for further explanations.
“Miss Cassandra’s condition is showing positive progress,” the doctor said while reviewing her medical records. “However, she still needs complete rest for the next few days. We are also waiting for additional lab results to ensure there are no further complications.”
“How long will she need to stay here?” Antonio asked bluntly.
“Possibly around two to three days, Sir,” the doctor replied. “We want to ensure her condition is fully recovered before allowing her to leave.”
Antonio nodded slowly. “Do what needs to be done. Make sure she receives the best care. If there’s anything she needs, inform me directly.”
The doctor nodded politely before leaving the room. Antonio sat back down, while Ben stood silently in the corner, observing his employer with a mix of respect and curiosity.
“Sir,” Ben said softly, trying again, “I can handle some things while you rest. You’ve been here all night.”
Antonio turned, giving him an uncompromising look. “Ben, I know what I’m doing. If I need your help, I’ll tell you.”
“Understood, Sir,” Ben replied briefly, remaining silent once more.
Time continued to pass. Night turned into morning, but Antonio stayed in his place. Even when Ben offered to bring him food or drinks, Antonio merely shook his head. He didn’t want to leave Cassandra’s side for even a second.
As the sun began to rise, Cassandra slowly opened her eyes. Her movements were sluggish, and she appeared momentarily confused before realizing where she was. When her gaze fell on Antonio, she tried to speak, but her voice was weak.
“Antonio?”
Antonio immediately stood up, moving closer to her bed. “I’m here, Cassandra,” he said in a gentle voice rarely heard from him. “How are you feeling?”
Cassandra tried to give a faint smile. “A little weak, but... better.”
“You worried me,” Antonio said seriously. “You need to take better care of yourself. From now on, I don’t want to see you overworking or neglecting your health.”
Cassandra nodded weakly. “I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to make you worry.”
Antonio sat back down, his eyes still watching Cassandra intently. “Rest. Don’t think about anything except your recovery.”
Cassandra nodded again before closing her eyes. Antonio remained in his place, ensuring he didn’t miss a single detail of her condition. Ben, witnessing the interaction from a distance, felt both surprised and impressed by Antonio’s attentiveness. It was a side of his employer he rarely saw.
That night, despite his exhaustion, Antonio continued to keep watch over Cassandra. He knew this battle was not yet over, but for now, he felt satisfied that Cassandra was gradually recovering.
As morning turned into late morning, a nurse arrived, bringing a light breakfast for Cassandra. Antonio helped adjust Cassandra’s bed to make her more comfortable. The nurse smiled as she observed Antonio’s care for Cassandra. “Miss Cassandra is fortunate to have you, Sir,” she said politely.
Antonio didn’t respond directly, only giving a brief nod. He then helped Cassandra hold a small glass of juice provided by the nurse.
“Take it slow,” he said softly as Cassandra tried to drink. “I don’t want you to strain yourself.”
Cassandra looked at Antonio with eyes full of gratitude. “Thank you,” she whispered softly. “You don’t have to do all this.”
“I’m doing it because I want to,” Antonio replied firmly. “So don’t feel guilty. Just focus on getting better.”
Cassandra gave a small smile, though she still looked weak. She sipped her juice slowly while Antonio stayed by her side, watching her every move. Ben, seated on the sofa in the corner of the room, observed silently.
After a while, Cassandra fell back asleep. Antonio stood up and checked the medical notes left by the doctor on a small table near the bed. He read them thoroughly, ensuring he didn’t miss any details.
“Sir,” Ben finally spoke, breaking the silence. “Are you sure you don’t want me to bring you something? Maybe coffee or food?”
“I already told you, Ben,” Antonio replied without taking his eyes off the notes. “I don’t need anything. Your focus should be on ensuring no disturbances from the outside. Make sure all my affairs today are handled without needing my intervention.”
Ben nodded, though internally, he felt Antonio was being too stubborn. However, he knew this was the Antonio he had come to know\u2014a man who never relinquished control, even in situations like this.
As time passed, Antonio returned to his seat, his gaze never straying far from Cassandra. He knew that what had happened to Cassandra wasn’t just a coincidence. Something wasn’t right, and he was determined to uncover the truth. But for now, his primary focus was ensuring Cassandra’s full recovery.
CHAPTER 67Morning light slowly filtered through the hospital room curtains, casting soft patterns on the floor. Inside, the silence served as a steadfast companion to Antonio, who remained seated in his chair. His eyes were fixed on Cassandra, who lay asleep. Her face appeared calmer than the night before, though her pallor had yet to fade completely. Antonio sat motionless, maintaining his position like a tireless sentinel.Ben stood in the corner of the room, leaning against the wall. His face showed signs of fatigue, yet he remained alert. From the corner of his eye, he observed his employer, who seemed unaffected by the passage of time. While Ben fought off drowsiness, Antonio stayed focused.“Sir,” Ben finally broke the silence in a soft voice, “it’s morning now. Perhaps you should consider taking a moment to rest.”Antonio didn’t respond immediately. His gaze remained on Cassandra. After a few seconds, he finally said, “Ben, how many times have you repeated that sentence since
CHAPTER 68The sun had just risen, slowly illuminating the hospital room through the gaps in the curtains. Antonio, who had finally fallen asleep in his chair after a long night, was awakened by a soft knock on the door. Cassandra, too, appeared to be stirring, blinking slowly to adjust to the morning light.A doctor entered, carrying a clipboard in his hand. His smile was warm, but his eyes carried the seriousness typical of a professional. “Good morning,” he greeted gently, aware that he had woken up the two occupants of the room.Antonio quickly rose from his chair, while Cassandra tried to sit up more comfortably. The doctor observed them briefly before his smile widened. “Mr. Antonio, I must say, it’s rare to see someone as devoted to their patient as you are. It’s truly remarkable.”Cassandra glanced at Antonio, and for the first time, she felt genuinely moved. The care he had shown since she was admitted warmed her heart. Antonio simply nodded politely but said nothing, his foc
CHAPTER 69That night was silent, too quiet, as if every second struck Cassandra's ears like a hammer. Her eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the darkness of the room. Antonio's body lay beside her, his breathing steady, a sign that the man was still fast asleep. Cassandra let out a soft sigh, turning her face to glance at Antonio's peaceful figure. Her heart was filled with overwhelming confusion.Slowly, she pulled back the blanket and got out of bed, making sure her movements didn’t wake Antonio. Her feet touched the cold floor, sending a chill through her body. She walked towards the bathroom, closing the door carefully so as not to make a sound. Cassandra sat on the closed toilet seat, both hands massaging her temples, which throbbed slightly.“What should I do now?” she murmured, her voice sounding like a whisper in the silence. Her hand reflexively went to her still-flat stomach. Yet in her mind, she knew that a tiny life was growing inside her.“I can’t lose him,” Cassandra cont
CHAPTER 70The next morning, Cassandra woke up with mixed emotions. The sunlight streaming through the curtains of Jessica's room felt warmer, but inside her, a storm still raged. Jessica was already up, humming softly in the kitchen while making coffee.“Morning, Cass,” Jessica greeted cheerfully as Cassandra entered the kitchen. “I made some herbal tea for you. You need this more than coffee.” She placed a cup of tea on the table and looked at Cassandra with concern.“Thank you, Jess,” Cassandra replied softly, sitting down slowly on a chair. “I need energy for today.”Jessica stirred her coffee, then sat across from Cassandra. “So, what’s your plan now? I mean, with Antonio, the baby, and all the chaos between you two?”Cassandra held the tea cup with both hands, feeling its warmth on her skin. “I don’t know, Jess. I want to be angry, to scream at him for what he did to my family. But at the same time, I... I can’t ignore what I feel now. He’s shown a side of himself I never expect
CHAPTER 71Cassandra sat on one of the wooden benches facing a small pond in the city park. The cold air seeped through the gaps in her blue wool sweater, but she didn’t mind. Snow began to fall gently, decorating her loose black hair. She held a cup of hot coffee she had just bought from a nearby shop, the first sip soothing her throat. That day felt like a pause in her tumultuous life.Over the past few days, Cassandra had refused to touch her phone. Unread messages and missed calls piled up. She needed time to herself, to reflect, and to understand what she was feeling. However, the silence that initially felt comforting now began to feel burdensome. A mix of curiosity and guilt pushed her to finally turn her phone back on.The phone screen lit up, displaying dozens of notifications. Messages from Martinez and Alexander dominated. Cassandra scrolled through, reading message after message filled with concern. Martinez asked about her whereabouts, while Alexander was more insistent,
CHAPTER 72Cassandra spent the last few hours in the park, trying to calm her turbulent thoughts. The cold wind and falling snow seemed to mirror the storm inside her. After a while, she decided to return to Jessica’s apartment. Her steps felt heavy, not just because of the accumulating snow but also the burden of her thoughts.When Cassandra arrived at the apartment, Jessica immediately noticed something was wrong. Cassandra looked exhausted, but beyond that, there was a sadness she couldn’t hide in her eyes.“Cass, are you okay?” Jessica asked worriedly, handing her a cup of warm tea.Cassandra only nodded weakly. “I just need some time to think.”Jessica understood that Cassandra didn’t want to talk further, so she decided to give her some space. However, deep down, Jessica felt anxious. Cassandra had always been a strong person, but lately, she seemed so fragile.Cassandra lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling. Her memories kept drifting to everything that had happened. Alexander
CHAPTER 73The midday sun streamed through the windows of the health room at the police station, bringing a warm touch to a space that was usually cold and sterile. Alexander and Cassandra sat across from each other in the room, with steaming cups of hot chocolate in their hands. The atmosphere was silent, interrupted only by the occasional ticking of the wall clock.Alexander observed Cassandra sitting in front of him, her eyes gazing out the window. The silence between them felt odd, yet not entirely uncomfortable. He knew Cassandra needed time to think, but he couldn't let her remain trapped in her own worries indefinitely.“Cass,” Alexander called softly, breaking the silence. “I just wanted to say, if you feel this case is too much, I wouldn’t blame you if you decided to step away.”Cassandra turned to him, her eyes reflecting a mix of surprise and doubt. She offered a faint smile, though it didn’t reach her eyes. “I’ve been waiting for ten years, Alex. I can’t stop now.”Alexand
CHAPTER 74Cassandra sat on the sofa in Jessica’s apartment, her body sinking into the plush cushions that felt warmer than the snowy cold outside. On the table, a cup of steaming tea sat untouched, her hands not reaching for it. Jessica busied herself at her desk drawer, searching for something seemingly important. Cassandra merely watched her friend’s movements with a vacant gaze.“Cass,” Jessica called out, pulling a small box from the drawer. Her face was serious, far different from usual. She brought the box over and placed it on the table, directly in front of Cassandra. “I need you to open this.”Cassandra frowned, puzzled by Jessica’s intent. Yet, Jessica’s impatient gesture compelled Cassandra to take the box. Carefully, she lifted the lid. What she saw inside left her speechless. Inside the box were two small bottles—one containing prenatal vitamins, the other holding a medication she recognized all too well.“What is this, Jess?” Cassandra asked, her voice almost a whisper,
Chapter 84Cassandra opened the bathroom door with a heavy heart, her mind still clouded by her conversation with Alexander. The sound of water dripping from the faucet accompanied her steps as she opened the laundry basket to check the clothes needing washing. But as her eyes fell on the pile inside, they widened in shock.On top of the pile lay Antonio’s white shirt, stained with blood. The red marks were stark, even though some had started to dry. Cassandra’s heart sank. Her hands trembled as she picked up the shirt for a closer look. There was no doubt—it was blood. A lot of it.She stood frozen, holding the shirt in her hands. What had Antonio done? Was this his own blood, or... someone else’s? Questions swirled in her mind, but she knew she wouldn’t find answers just standing there. Quickly, Cassandra rolled the shirt into a bundle and scanned the room, her mind racing to find a safe place to hide it.Walking out of the bathroom, Cassandra carried the shirt to the bedroom. She o
Chapter 83The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the living room. Cassandra stirred slightly, her head resting on Antonio’s chest, lulled by the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. She blinked a few times, realizing they had fallen asleep together on the sofa. Antonio’s arm was still draped protectively around her, his face serene and unguarded in sleep.For a moment, Cassandra hesitated, gazing at him. In this vulnerable state, Antonio seemed different—less guarded, almost tender. A faint smile appeared on Cassandra’s lips as she gently slid out of his embrace. She reached for the folded blanket nearby and carefully covered him, her fingers pausing briefly on his shoulder.“Sleep well,” she murmured softly before heading upstairs.When Antonio woke up, the blanket still covered him, and the living room was silent. He glanced around, his senses sharpening as he realized Cassandra was no longer there. Stretching his limbs, he stood and walked toward
Chapter 82The dimly lit warehouse smelled of metal and dampness, the oppressive silence broken only by the occasional drip of water echoing in the distance. At the center of the room, Viktor Reznov and Thomas Rivera were tightly bound to metal chairs, their faces lined with tension and bruises. Marcus stood nearby, his large frame exuding a cold authority, while Ben paced back and forth, his expression clouded with thought.Ben’s gaze shifted toward the two men, his jaw tightening. “This is truly unbelievable,” he said, his voice a mix of disbelief and disappointment. “Antonio gave both of you a chance—a way out of ruin. He loaned you capital to build your businesses, and this is how you repay him?”Viktor sneered, refusing to meet Ben’s eyes. Beside him, Thomas glared at Ben with undisguised disdain. “Spare me your lecture,” Thomas rasped, his voice hoarse. “Antonio is nothing more than a loan shark. Sure, he lent us money, but the interest he charged? Outrageous.”Ben stopped pacin
Chapter 81That morning, soft sunlight filtered through the curtains of Cassandra's room. Antonio sat in the chair by the bed, his gaze fixed on his wife, who was still sound asleep. Thoughts of looming threats weighed heavily on his mind, but watching Cassandra sleep peacefully gave him the strength he needed.A soft knock on the door made Antonio turn his head. He stood and walked out cautiously so as not to wake Cassandra. In the hallway, Marcus was waiting, his expression tense.“Sir, we have new developments,” he said in a low voice. “We managed to unlock the burner phone found in Thomas’s pocket.”Antonio nodded, signaling Marcus to continue.“There were several encrypted messages, but one name appeared repeatedly: Viktor Reznov. We believe he’s the mastermind behind all of this.”The name made Antonio pause. Viktor Reznov wasn’t just another name in the criminal underworld; he was someone with a fearsome reputation. Antonio realized that this wasn’t an ordinary threat.“Where w
Chapter 80The old docks were shrouded in fog, the salty air heavy with the stench of decay. Antonio’s men had surrounded the warehouse, their movements precise and silent. Inside, tension crackled like electricity in the air. Thomas, cornered and desperate, gripped a hidden blade beneath his coat, his mind racing with thoughts of escape—or revenge.Antonio entered the dimly lit warehouse, his sharp footsteps echoing off the walls. Behind him, Ben followed cautiously, his eyes scanning the room for threats. Marcus and a few other men spread out, forming a loose perimeter around Thomas.“It’s over, Thomas,” Antonio said, his voice calm yet threatening. “You have no way out.”Thomas’s eyes darted between Antonio and the others. “No way out?” he sneered, attempting to mask his fear with false bravado. “You think you’ve won? You don’t even know who you’re up against.”Antonio stepped closer, his gaze unwavering. “Then tell me. Who are they? Who’s pulling your strings?”Thomas hesitated, b
Chapter 79The dim light in the warehouse flickered, casting long shadows across the cold cement floor. Antonio stood near a stack of crates, his fingers brushing the edge of his jacket. He motioned for Ben to approach. Ben stepped forward cautiously, sensing the weight of the conversation that was about to take place.“Ben,” Antonio began, his voice low but firm. “I need your honest opinion. What do you think about today’s situation?”Ben’s brow furrowed. He had always been loyal to Antonio, not just as a secretary but as someone who deeply understood the complexities of Antonio’s world. “Sir, with all due respect, it’s not the situation itself that worries me.” He paused, choosing his words carefully. “It’s you.”Antonio raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued but not offended. “Go on.”Ben took a deep breath. “You’ve changed, Antonio. Ever since Cassandra came into your life, your priorities have shifted. It’s understandable, but it’s also dangerous. You’re putting her above everythin
Chapter 78Antonio and Cassandra arrived at the grand estate that served as their residence. The large iron gates closed behind them with a resounding clang as the car stopped in the driveway. Antonio stepped out first, quickly moving to Cassandra's side to help her out of the car."Cass, are you sure you're okay?" he asked, his eyes scanning her face for any signs of discomfort.Cassandra nodded, offering a faint smile. "I'm fine, Antonio. Really. Just a bit tired.""Let's get you inside so you can rest," Antonio's voice was soft, but there was a commanding tone that left no room for argument.Once inside, Cassandra sank onto the plush couch in the living room. The warm light from the chandelier above cast a soothing glow, but the tension between them remained palpable. Antonio paced for a moment before suddenly stopping."Cass," he began seriously, "I need to step out for a while. There are some things I need to handle with my men. The situation from earlier needs to be addressed im
Chapter 77"Call for the backup car now!" Ben spoke firmly over the phone, his voice echoing amidst the chaos. He stood tall at the scene of the accident, his eyes fixed sharply on the black car speeding away in the distance. It didn’t take long before two other black cars arrived, speeding and stopping right in front of them.“Mr. Antonio, Miss Cassandra, please get into the first car. I’ll go after that vehicle,” Ben said, swiftly opening the car door.Antonio helped Cassandra, who still looked a bit shaken. “Cass, let’s go. We need to get to the hospital,” he said, his tone both firm and gentle. He ensured Cassandra got into the car safely before turning to Ben. “Be careful, Ben. Don’t let anything happen to you.”Ben nodded confidently. “Don’t worry, sir. I’ll make sure they don’t get away.” With that, he got into the second car and sped off, following the trail of the car that had hit them.Inside the car, Cassandra held Antonio’s hand tightly. “Antonio, are you sure we need to g
CHAPTER 76That morning, the sunlight streamed softly through the large window of Antonio and Cassandra’s bedroom. Cassandra woke up earlier than usual. She was still reminiscing about the warmth of the previous night, but a sense of curiosity crept into her heart. Antonio, who usually woke up early for work, was still sound asleep beside her. His peaceful face made Cassandra smile slightly.When Antonio finally woke up, he looked at Cassandra tenderly. “Morning, my love. Have you been up long?”Cassandra shook her head with a smile. “Just now.”Antonio sat up, tidied his slightly messy hair, and suddenly seemed to remember something. With a burst of energy, he got out of bed and walked toward the large wardrobe in the corner of the room.“What are you doing?” Cassandra asked, her tone puzzled, as she followed Antonio’s movements with her eyes.Antonio didn’t answer. He opened one of the wardrobe doors, reached inside, and pulled out a large maroon box decorated with a gold ribbon. Hi