"So what if Calvin asks that we don't live in the same house?" Nico asked later. "Well, we still live in the same house. We'll pretend to be married. Later, I'll find a new Daddy if it's suitable, then get divorced."Nico was stunned to hear that statement. Celine looked at him without hesitation, as if the sentence she had just said was the most logical solution that could be taken. "We live in the same house?" Nico repeated, making sure he hadn't heard wrong. Celine nodded, her face remaining cold. "Yes. For Calvin's sake. He doesn't need to know what's really going on between us. We pretend to be married, living like a normal family in front of him. If I find someone suitable, we can divorce gracefully." Nico felt something hit his chest. He wanted to refuse, wanted to say that it wasn't fair, but the words seemed to get stuck in his throat. "Are you serious, Celine?" he asked in a trembling voice. "Seriously," Celine replied firmly. "I don't care how you feel about this
Calvin sat on the edge of the bed, hugging his favorite doll with a sour face. He looked up at his mother with eyes that were almost brimming with tears. "Mommy, where's Daddy? Why isn't Daddy here?" he whined in a small voice full of confusion. Celine, who was folding the blanket at the end of the bed, tried to put on a gentle smile. "Daddy went away for a while, dear. He bought some fruit for you. Calvin likes apples and oranges, doesn't he?" "But it took so long!" Calvin snorted. "I want Daddy now!" Celine came over, sat beside Calvin, and gently smoothed her son's hair. "Be patient, honey. Daddy will come back. Now, how about Calvin draw a picture first? Daddy will see the picture when he gets home." Calvin gave a small nod, though his face was still sullen. "But Mommy said Daddy won't leave again." Celine was silent for a moment. She knew this little lie wasn't a good solution, but she also didn't know how to explain the situation to Calvin. "Daddy's only gone for a l
At Nico's apartmentNico's cell phone vibrated on the small table in front of him. He immediately grabbed it when he saw Celine's name on the screen. "Hello?" "Nico," Celine's voice sounded firm, though a little hurried. "Can you go to the hospital now? Calvin keeps looking for you. He's starting to run a fever again, probably from too much stress." Nico stood up immediately. "I'll be there now." Before he could grab his jacket, his mother sitting on the sofa gave him a sharp look. "Wait a minute, Nico." "I don't have time, Mom," Nico replied quickly, but his mother was already standing and blocking his way. "This is your chance," his mother said in a low, stressful voice. "Celine asked you to go there. She needs you. Use this to make her see that you can still be her savior." Nico sighed loudly, frustrated. "This isn't about me or Celine, Mom. This is about Calvin. That boy is sick!" "Exactly," his mother replied quickly, her eyes narrowing. "And who's there for Calvin?
In the Hospital CorridorAfter making sure Calvin was fast asleep, Nico and Celine stood facing each other outside the room. The corridor was quiet, only the sound of the hospital staff's steps could be heard occasionally passing by. "Celine," Nico began, his voice low, almost a whisper. "I want to talk about something important." Celine looked at him with a flat expression. "What else, Nico?" Nico bowed his head, trying to string together the right words. "I know I'm nothing now. Everything I used to have, it's all gone. I lost everything, including you. And it's my fault." Celine remained silent, waiting for what Nico would say next. "But I don't want to continue like this," Nico continued, his voice starting to sound more determined. "I want to get back on my feet, Celine. I want to work, build my career from scratch. I want to be able to stand on my own feet, without having to rely on anyone." "So?" asked Celine briefly, her eyes narrowed, trying to read Nico's intenti
Morning at the HospitalAll night, Celine couldn't sleep. Nico's words kept ringing in her mind. She knew Nico had made many mistakes in the past, but his earnestness that night felt different. There was an honesty in the man's gaze that she found hard to ignore. As the sun began to rise, Celine finally decided on something. She picked up her cell phone and typed a short message to Devano. [Meet me at the office this morning. We need to talk]-Celine's Office Devano knocked politely on Celine's office door, then entered after being invited. The man wore a neat suit as usual, his face calm yet thoughtful. "Is there anything I need to do, ma'am?" asked Devano, sitting in the chair in front of Celine's desk. Celine looked at her faithful assistant, then sighed softly. "I need you to open access for Nico." Devano raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised. "Open access? By that you mean, removing his name from the blacklist of companies in this city?" Celine nodded. "Yes. She s
In the Interview RoomNico sat nervously in front of three interviewers. They were carefully examining his CV. Despite being well-dressed and prepared, Nico felt small under their piercing gazes. "So, Mr. Nico," one of the interviewers, a middle-aged man with thick glasses, began, "you have quite a bit of experience as an operations manager, but we also noticed a long gap in your career. Can you explain why?" Nico took a deep breath. He knew this question would come up. "I had some personal issues that impacted my career. But I've resolved them all, and now I'm ready to start over from scratch. I want to prove myself that I am still capable of making a great contribution." A female interviewer with short hair notes something in her notebook. "Can you give us an example, Mr. Nico, of your strategy to improve efficiency in the operations team, based on your previous experience?" Nico smiled slightly, feeling a little more confident. "One of the things I always prioritize is clea
Nico stood in front of Celine's door with his heart pounding. He was carrying a bag containing a small gift for Calvin-the boy's favorite toy. Even though he had come to this house several times before, the atmosphere always felt familiar to him. This time, he came with a new determination: not only for Calvin, but also to change Celine's view of him. As soon as the door opened, the sound of small footsteps could be heard. Calvin ran from the living room, his face beaming when he saw Nico. "Daddy!" he exclaimed cheerfully, then immediately jumped into Nico's arms. "Calvin!" Nico greeted him with a big smile, hugging the boy tightly. "How are you, son? Daddy really misses you." "I miss you too, Daddy!" Calvin tightened his hug, then his eyes lit up when he saw the bag in Nico's hand. "What did Daddy bring?" "This is for Calvin," Nico said as he opened the bag and took out a bright blue toy car. "Wow!" Calvin immediately cheered, taking the toy eagerly. "Thank you, Daddy!" A
The living room lights were still on even though it was past midnight. Nico sat on the sofa, laptop on his lap, a serious look on his face. He was reviewing reports and presentations for a new project at work. Although he is tired, there is a burning passion in his heart. He wants to prove to himself - and to Celine - that he can rise to the occasion. As he was typing, he heard soft steps coming from the kitchen. Nico lifted his head and saw Celine walking slowly with a sleepy face. Her slightly messy hair made her look different from usual, more relaxed, more human. Celine did not notice Nico's presence in the living room. She went straight to the kitchen to get a glass of mineral water. After pouring the water into the glass, she turned around with a slightly hurried step. But suddenly, she winced in pain. "Ouch!" Celine exclaimed softly. Her leg was sprained and her body lost its balance. Nico, who was watching from the sofa, immediately reflexively moved. Within seconds, h
The living room lights were still on even though it was past midnight. Nico sat on the sofa, laptop on his lap, a serious look on his face. He was reviewing reports and presentations for a new project at work. Although he is tired, there is a burning passion in his heart. He wants to prove to himself - and to Celine - that he can rise to the occasion. As he was typing, he heard soft steps coming from the kitchen. Nico lifted his head and saw Celine walking slowly with a sleepy face. Her slightly messy hair made her look different from usual, more relaxed, more human. Celine did not notice Nico's presence in the living room. She went straight to the kitchen to get a glass of mineral water. After pouring the water into the glass, she turned around with a slightly hurried step. But suddenly, she winced in pain. "Ouch!" Celine exclaimed softly. Her leg was sprained and her body lost its balance. Nico, who was watching from the sofa, immediately reflexively moved. Within seconds, h
Nico stood in front of Celine's door with his heart pounding. He was carrying a bag containing a small gift for Calvin-the boy's favorite toy. Even though he had come to this house several times before, the atmosphere always felt familiar to him. This time, he came with a new determination: not only for Calvin, but also to change Celine's view of him. As soon as the door opened, the sound of small footsteps could be heard. Calvin ran from the living room, his face beaming when he saw Nico. "Daddy!" he exclaimed cheerfully, then immediately jumped into Nico's arms. "Calvin!" Nico greeted him with a big smile, hugging the boy tightly. "How are you, son? Daddy really misses you." "I miss you too, Daddy!" Calvin tightened his hug, then his eyes lit up when he saw the bag in Nico's hand. "What did Daddy bring?" "This is for Calvin," Nico said as he opened the bag and took out a bright blue toy car. "Wow!" Calvin immediately cheered, taking the toy eagerly. "Thank you, Daddy!" A
In the Interview RoomNico sat nervously in front of three interviewers. They were carefully examining his CV. Despite being well-dressed and prepared, Nico felt small under their piercing gazes. "So, Mr. Nico," one of the interviewers, a middle-aged man with thick glasses, began, "you have quite a bit of experience as an operations manager, but we also noticed a long gap in your career. Can you explain why?" Nico took a deep breath. He knew this question would come up. "I had some personal issues that impacted my career. But I've resolved them all, and now I'm ready to start over from scratch. I want to prove myself that I am still capable of making a great contribution." A female interviewer with short hair notes something in her notebook. "Can you give us an example, Mr. Nico, of your strategy to improve efficiency in the operations team, based on your previous experience?" Nico smiled slightly, feeling a little more confident. "One of the things I always prioritize is clea
Morning at the HospitalAll night, Celine couldn't sleep. Nico's words kept ringing in her mind. She knew Nico had made many mistakes in the past, but his earnestness that night felt different. There was an honesty in the man's gaze that she found hard to ignore. As the sun began to rise, Celine finally decided on something. She picked up her cell phone and typed a short message to Devano. [Meet me at the office this morning. We need to talk]-Celine's Office Devano knocked politely on Celine's office door, then entered after being invited. The man wore a neat suit as usual, his face calm yet thoughtful. "Is there anything I need to do, ma'am?" asked Devano, sitting in the chair in front of Celine's desk. Celine looked at her faithful assistant, then sighed softly. "I need you to open access for Nico." Devano raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised. "Open access? By that you mean, removing his name from the blacklist of companies in this city?" Celine nodded. "Yes. She s
In the Hospital CorridorAfter making sure Calvin was fast asleep, Nico and Celine stood facing each other outside the room. The corridor was quiet, only the sound of the hospital staff's steps could be heard occasionally passing by. "Celine," Nico began, his voice low, almost a whisper. "I want to talk about something important." Celine looked at him with a flat expression. "What else, Nico?" Nico bowed his head, trying to string together the right words. "I know I'm nothing now. Everything I used to have, it's all gone. I lost everything, including you. And it's my fault." Celine remained silent, waiting for what Nico would say next. "But I don't want to continue like this," Nico continued, his voice starting to sound more determined. "I want to get back on my feet, Celine. I want to work, build my career from scratch. I want to be able to stand on my own feet, without having to rely on anyone." "So?" asked Celine briefly, her eyes narrowed, trying to read Nico's intenti
At Nico's apartmentNico's cell phone vibrated on the small table in front of him. He immediately grabbed it when he saw Celine's name on the screen. "Hello?" "Nico," Celine's voice sounded firm, though a little hurried. "Can you go to the hospital now? Calvin keeps looking for you. He's starting to run a fever again, probably from too much stress." Nico stood up immediately. "I'll be there now." Before he could grab his jacket, his mother sitting on the sofa gave him a sharp look. "Wait a minute, Nico." "I don't have time, Mom," Nico replied quickly, but his mother was already standing and blocking his way. "This is your chance," his mother said in a low, stressful voice. "Celine asked you to go there. She needs you. Use this to make her see that you can still be her savior." Nico sighed loudly, frustrated. "This isn't about me or Celine, Mom. This is about Calvin. That boy is sick!" "Exactly," his mother replied quickly, her eyes narrowing. "And who's there for Calvin?
Calvin sat on the edge of the bed, hugging his favorite doll with a sour face. He looked up at his mother with eyes that were almost brimming with tears. "Mommy, where's Daddy? Why isn't Daddy here?" he whined in a small voice full of confusion. Celine, who was folding the blanket at the end of the bed, tried to put on a gentle smile. "Daddy went away for a while, dear. He bought some fruit for you. Calvin likes apples and oranges, doesn't he?" "But it took so long!" Calvin snorted. "I want Daddy now!" Celine came over, sat beside Calvin, and gently smoothed her son's hair. "Be patient, honey. Daddy will come back. Now, how about Calvin draw a picture first? Daddy will see the picture when he gets home." Calvin gave a small nod, though his face was still sullen. "But Mommy said Daddy won't leave again." Celine was silent for a moment. She knew this little lie wasn't a good solution, but she also didn't know how to explain the situation to Calvin. "Daddy's only gone for a l
"So what if Calvin asks that we don't live in the same house?" Nico asked later. "Well, we still live in the same house. We'll pretend to be married. Later, I'll find a new Daddy if it's suitable, then get divorced."Nico was stunned to hear that statement. Celine looked at him without hesitation, as if the sentence she had just said was the most logical solution that could be taken. "We live in the same house?" Nico repeated, making sure he hadn't heard wrong. Celine nodded, her face remaining cold. "Yes. For Calvin's sake. He doesn't need to know what's really going on between us. We pretend to be married, living like a normal family in front of him. If I find someone suitable, we can divorce gracefully." Nico felt something hit his chest. He wanted to refuse, wanted to say that it wasn't fair, but the words seemed to get stuck in his throat. "Are you serious, Celine?" he asked in a trembling voice. "Seriously," Celine replied firmly. "I don't care how you feel about this
Celine looked at Nico with a look in her eyes that was hard to interpret. Calvin had already fallen asleep in his small bed after being tired of crying. Now there were only the two of them in the room, and the atmosphere was heavy. "I want to clarify something," Celine finally opened her voice. Her tone was cold, different from before. Nico, who was standing by the window, turned his head. "What is it, Celine?" Celine took a deep breath. "What I said earlier, about forgiving you... it's not entirely true." Nico looked at her, his forehead furrowed. "What do you mean?" "I only said that for Calvin's sake." Celine looked directly into Nico's eyes, her tone firm. "I don't want him to feel even more devastated. But that doesn't mean I've forgotten everything you did." Nico was silent. He didn't try to defend himself, nor did he show anger. He just nodded slowly, as if he had expected the answer. "I understand," he said finally, his voice low. "I know I deserve that." Celin