Jane Stadler wakes up from a six-year coma to a world that believes she’s dead. Her husband, Daniel, betrayed her. Her adopted sister took her place. And the man who saved her? The one her enemies fear the most—viktor orlov and his son, Diego Orlov. With nothing left, Jane is given a choice: step into power or disappear forever. But Diego isn’t just offering her protection—he’s offering revenge. And the moment she steps out of that hospital, the world will know she’s back.
View MoreBack at the estate, when Ms. Rose was on a call with Clarita earlier, Diego was passing through the lobby when he overheard Ms. Rose saying, "What do you mean you are looking for Miss Stadler? She is not at home! I thought you were with her! Hello??" But Clarita ended the call. Diego turned and went straight to Ms. Rose."What were you saying just now, Ms. Rose?" he asked. Even when Ms. Rose tried to deny knowing anything and attempted to divert Diego's attention, it wasn’t working."I heard what you were saying just now. You can't lie to me. I have ears, so answer me—what happened to Miss Stadler?" he demanded.Ms. Rose hesitated but finally admitted, "Dante and Clari have been searching for her for a while now."Diego’s expression changed. He rubbed his head and then dropped his hands. "What do you even mean by Jane not being home? I saw her a few hours ago, and she isn’t even feeling well. So what do you mean by that?" he asked Ms. Rose.Trying to escape Diego, she said, "I have so
"The last words that came out of his mouth were, 'Daniel Crestwell,'" Diego finally told Dante. "Damn, that man is really not a good person, and now he is a candidate for a position in the House of Assembly. What if we use this publicity as the perfect time to take him down?" Dante asked Diego, his eyes filled with curiosity. Diego smirked. "Do you think it's that easy? If it were, we would have had him behind bars already. He has done a lot of crimes, but he knows how to clean up after himself." Diego told Dante that he had received a business investment proposal from Daniel Crestwell. At first, he didn't want to accept it, but now he thought he would, just to know what exactly was going on with Daniel's man. "I will get close to him and get most of the information from his mouth... or what do you think?" he asked Dante. Diego isn’t someone who usually asks for people's opinions, but today he did—which meant he really wanted to move forward. He was tired of being stuck in one place.
"Who pushed me, Diego? Why won't you say anything?" Jane kept urging Diego to tell her who did it, but Diego remained silent. "I can't say things without facts. The only person who saw who pushed you—the only witness was my father and he—died years ago, so until I get my hands on evidence or probably another witness, I just can't tell you,I have my reasons" Diego responded, wanting to leave again."you have your reasons?? but Wait, don't go yet. What should I do now? I feel so horrible—I have been suffering all this time, paying debts without knowing they've been paid, performing duties that weren't needed. What should I do now, huh? Please don't leave yet," Jane muttered. She wasn't feeling fine at all; the pain and betrayal were hitting her hard. She wished she hadn't asked him, and at the same time, she was furious. Even though Diego refused to tell her and had a valid reason, she decided not to disturb him further. Instead, she asked, "How were you after your sister passed?" Immed
Diego spoke first. “Yeah, I said so. What is it that you want? Tell me, and I’ll do anything.” Jane used his words as an excuse. “I won’t need it now, so keep it for later, okay?” she replied.Even though Diego had answered, he was not satisfied. He kept staring at Jane, and she felt uneasy. Her stomach fluttered with nervous butterflies, and her heart tingled. “Why is he staring at me like that?” she wondered silently. To break the tension, Jane jumped up and said, “Don’t you have anything to do? Maybe Dante, John, Leo, or someone else needs you outside. Go join them—I’m fine.” She wanted him to leave quickly before she did something she might later regret. But Diego insisted, “I’d rather stay here with you and make sure you are okay.” His words made Jane feel guilty, and deep down she wished that Ms. Rose or someone else would step in.Outside the room, John and Leo were in the middle of an argument. “I think Jane likes the boss too, but she is scared because of what she’s been thro
When they got home, Diego refused to let her walk; he carried her to her room. "Drop me, Diego—people are watching. I don't want to complicate the situation!" she screamed as she hit his back. But he didn’t even answer her. Immediately, Ms. Rose saw him and ran to get help. They quickly opened the door. Ms. Rose, the eldest assistant on the Orlov estate, had raised Diego Orlov after his mother abandoned him and left his father for someone richer. To this day, no one knows if Diego Orlov’s mother, Ms. Sarah Orlov, is still alive. People stared at them, whispering among themselves as Diego carried her to her room. Once he dropped her on her bed, she tried to speak, but he quickly shut her up. "Shhh... blabber mouth, do not say a word," he ordered. This made Jane remain silent, silently watching him as if she were speaking in her mind. She observed his every move.Diego then left the room and returned with a first aid kit while Mr. Leo ran after him. "Let me take care of her wounds," Mr.
Back in the office, the corridors of the Orlov office buzzed with activity as whispers and sidelong glances followed Jane on her way to her new workspace. She moved quickly yet cautiously, anxiety gnawing at her. She was not ready for the world to know her past, and yet it seemed that everyone already knew. In a corner near the water cooler, a small group of employees exchanged hushed words."I heard she got married at 18 for money—when her husband refused to give her what she wanted, she manipulated him, and in the end she committed suicide," said a young man named Mark in a low tone.A nearby woman, Claire, scoffed. "Me too. I heard she even stole him from her sister. If I were her, I’d wish never to wake up from that coma. How is she going to face the world now after exposing herself?"Another voice added, "She is even her adopted sister, no less. That’s so embarrassing for her."Before Jane could reach her office, Sylvia—the head of PR—strolled up with an icy glare. Without a word
Jane knew that her presence at the office was seen as a threat, and she did not intend for things to escalate further. She had not come to make friends—she was here to learn and to prove to Diego that she was capable of taking over the business. Still trying to find her footing, she wondered what her next move should be.Perhaps she should wait until others arrived—or maybe just play a few harmless games on her phone. As she minimized an app, a message popped up from Diego:"Hope you are prepared for the press conference?"Jane frowned. She couldn’t recall being told about any press conference. Ever since waking up, it felt as though fragments of her past had been left behind. Explain to me why I'm still forgetting things like this, she thought.She quickly texted back, "Okay, when should I leave the office?" The word "office" was new to her—once, Jane had been just a housewife, but now she sat behind her own desk, attempting to live a life that felt both foreign and empowering. Just
“I didn’t know—when I slept off, when did you return?” Jane asked Diego. It felt weird, but after a month of knowing him, that familiarity was something she could cling to. Diego laughed. “You were really tired, I must say. Well, I wanted to address something important,” he said. What could he have to say to her… Jane wondered, before Diego continued, “Tomorrow I will be going back to the Orlov empire—not my own personal company—and as you know, it's a big name. Definitely, I will be holding a press conference. I know it's too soon, but get ready to step out of your comfort zone. Be prepared for questions, unless you want to change your name.” That was uncalled for, but Jane didn’t think she wanted to change her name just because she didn’t want people to find out she was alive. In fact, she wanted them to know that Daniel was playing a pity party; she wanted them to know that the wife he claimed died was very much alive. So, she turned to Diego. “No, I don’t want to change my name
It had been a month since Jane woke up from her coma, and things were slowly starting to get better. One thing she was especially grateful for was that Dante and Diego never left her side. She would be lying if she said she was okay—her heart still felt terrible—but she reminded herself to be grateful for life once again.Leaving her room, she went to meet Dr. White for her final checkup. His response brought a sense of relief. "Congratulations, Miss Stadler. You are back on track. I will process your discharge now, so get ready to leave. I hope we don’t meet again unless it’s for something great, okay?" He had given her the best news she could have hoped for.After leaving his office, she returned to her hospital room and found Dante sitting there. "Miss Stadler, how are you doing today? I was ordered to come pick you up and also give you this," he said in his usual professional yet charming tone. Dante always had a way of passing messages, something Jane liked about him. But what ha
Jane stood on the rooftop, trembling with panic. She could not believe what she had just seen. Tonight was meant to be a celebration of their anniversary—a night of love and tenderness, not betrayal. Earlier that evening, Jane had found a set of divorce papers. Though she had tried to convince herself they were not meant for her, a dark suspicion had grown. Determined to confront her husband, she had gone searching for him. Instead, what she witnessed filled her with terror.Jane’s chest tightened, and she struggled to breathe as if a vise gripped her heart. Every desperate gasp felt weak. She refused to let him see her break down. Before Daniel could turn around, she had bolted for the rooftop—anywhere but where he might catch her.Not wishing to draw attention from below, Jane quickly took out her phone and texted Lucy, her adopted sister and the one person she trusted. The message read:"Lucy, please come to the rooftop. I’m stranded. I don’t know what to do."After what seemed lik...
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