"Can you just follow what I want for once?""What do you mean, Sir?" Casandra asked, although she continued to follow Alexander as he dragged her away.Casandra wanted to halt Alexander's steps, but he seemed completely indifferent. Despite her efforts to hold her ground, Alexander kept dragging her away to avoid Cesilia, who was getting closer to them."Wait! Can't you listen to me?" Cesilia finally managed to catch up and grab Alexander's shirt. With great reluctance, Alexander stopped and turned to face Cesilia."I didn't see you.""You didn't see me? Are you sure?" Cesilia squinted her eyes. "I've been calling you, Lex. I shouted until my voice was gone, and everyone on the beach was stunned to see me running and calling your name. We were so close, but why did you say you didn't hear at all? Just say that you don't want to meet me, right? Just because you have Casandra now. It's only been a few days since you got married, but you can't even acknowledge my presence. What will happ
Casandra sighed, just waiting to see what surprise Meri would give her and Alexander."Sir, it's your phone." Casandra handed the phone back to Alexander.The man turned and took the phone. "What did Mama say?"Casandra shrugged. "Madam said that tonight we'll have dinner here. She'll order the food for us.""That's unusual." Alexander put the phone in his trouser pocket. "Usually, Mama doesn't like to eat outside food much. She says it's not healthy.""I don't know either, Sir. But Madam assured me that you'll like the food.""Alright, then."Alexander ended the conversation, leaving Casandra to figure out what to make for them."Oh, by the way, Sir." Taking a position beside Alexander. "Aren't you going to eat the ice cream? You're just letting it melt like that." She pointed to the ice cream in Alexander's hand. It seemed a shame to see such delicious ice cream left to melt."I didn't let it melt. I might have been daydreaming earlier, so I forgot to eat it.""Now, eat it, please.
In Alexander's mind, after he laid Cassandra on the bed, all problems for tonight were resolved. The only task left for him was to deal with the disappointment of Cesilia leaving so abruptly.Indeed, she said goodbye, but it felt too rushed, as if her job was the most important thing right now. There was not even a hint of consideration for her role as a wife.Going back to the issue of Cassandra, Alexander couldn't understand why he now felt drawn to her figure lying on the bed. The girl, after getting drunk, was unconscious, vomiting, and now, after two hours have passed, she could finally rest properly.Just like yesterday, Alexander was forced to put his shirt on Cassandra. He couldn't fathom what her mother was thinking, as there wasn't a single piece of suitable clothing found in Cassandra's suitcase.Alexander was also surprised to find a bottle of wine in Cassandra's luggage. He didn't understand why she would hide the wine, but that wasn't a concern for the moment. What's cle
As the sun began to rise, its light peeked through the curtains. Casandra blinked her eyes, feeling uncomfortable waking up with the sunlight shining on her face. She groaned slightly, starting to feel a headache as she opened her eyes. Perhaps it was the severe hangover from last night that was so bad that Casandra couldn't keep her eyes open for too long.However, as she glanced to the side, Casandra was startled. She found Alexander sleeping curled up under the blanket. His body was trembling, and his lips were pale. Casandra reached out with one hand to touch Alexander's forehead because he didn't seem well."Oh my, Sir," Casandra instantly jumped, the pain in her head and the drowsiness in her eyes vanished as she felt how hot Alexander's body was at the moment."Are you running a fever, Sir?"Alexander shook his head. "No, I'm fine.""How can you be fine? Your body is hot," Casandra protested, not accepting Alexander's answer. She couldn't believe that he would claim not to have
Entering the house meant Casandra could breathe a sigh of relief because she wasn't alone in taking care of the sick Alexander. It's not that Casandra didn't want to take care of her husband, but she didn't understand what he disliked and what medicine Alexander should take when he was sick. Alexander, who was hot-tempered and had many restrictions, automatically had several things to avoid when he was sick, so it was better for Casandra to play it safe than sorry.Casandra didn't want to mishandle someone more sensitive than a pregnancy test. "Finally, you both arrived," Meri greeted them as they returned. Alexander looked weak and pale, his fever still high despite Casandra giving him a fever-reducing medicine at the airport. "You, having a dinner with Cesilia when it was clear the food was prepared by Mama for you and Casandra. This means it's your fault and karma for you!" Meri scolded, lightly hitting Alexander's arm repeatedly, unaware that her son was now truly weak and dizzy.
"How? Have you found Cesilia?" Alexander hadn't entered the house yet, and Meri bombarded her son with questions.Alexander nodded softly. "Yes, Mom. I found her at the agency, and she said she stayed there last night.""Then, did she tell you anything about what happened to her last night?" Meri pressed, very curious about what Cesilia did last night."She said she was tired and fell asleep, that's why she couldn't activate her phone. And when morning came, she immediately went to work. I did see her well-dressed, ready for a photoshoot.""Well, thank goodness if that's the case." Meri felt relieved that Cesilia wasn't affected by the drug she put in the food last night.However, there was still something bothering Meri because it was highly unlikely that Cesilia was fine after consuming the drug. If Cesilia ate, she would undoubtedly experience what Alexander felt. But Meri kept her analysis to herself for now; she didn't want to discuss it yet because Alexander's health was more im
Time and time again, Alexander hit Frans with a pillow, but the man couldn't stop laughing. He even had to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes because he couldn't contain his laughter.The story Alexander shared was truly hilarious, and it made Frans forget how to stop laughing."I can't believe you experienced that on your wedding night." Frans continued to chuckle between his words.He couldn't fathom how his friend ended up in such a funny situation last night. It might not have been enjoyable for Alexander, but it was definitely a laugh for Frans to hear about it.Frans had experienced something similar a few years ago, but since his wife preceded him, he hadn't encountered such a situation again."Don't laugh at my misery. Your friend is suffering, and you're laughing. You really have no heart," Alexander grumbled after delivering his final punch.He wanted to throw Frans out of the bedroom window, but he didn't have the energy to do so."How can I not laugh? It's clear as
"How is Alexander, Frans?" Meri greeted Frans, who had just come down the stairs."There's nothing to worry about, Mom. Everything is fine. Alexander just caught a cold from soaking in the water for too long."Meri nodded. "Thank goodness.""Mama is not thinking negatively about Alexander anymore. He's doing well. Oh, by the way, Ma, it seems we need to talk for a moment. Do you have time?"Without much hesitation, Frans thought he would act as an intermediary to convey Alexander's feelings to his mother."Of course, for Mamang's child, anything. You and Alexander are the same in Mama's eyes. Let's talk in the living room. It's not comfortable to talk here, as there are several household assistants passing by, and you wouldn't want them to overhear our conversation.""Sure." Frans put his arm around Meri's shoulder and led the middle-aged woman to the living room. There, Frans would talk to Meri. Eye to eye, discussing according to Alexander's account earlier. He hoped that after list
Alexander didn't expect that his morning decision to stay at home was a sign from the universe for him to be there to support Casandra before giving birth. However, Casandra refused his offer, fearing that his work might be disrupted because of her. And now, Casandra was crying in fear of facing childbirth alone, only accompanied by Yasmin and Frans.While Yasmin was trying to comfort Casandra, she found herself reluctant to leave the house due to her persistent headaches in recent days. Feeling irritable, she didn't even want to face anyone, including Frans. Luckily, her understanding husband didn't make a fuss about it, and he was now accompanying Casandra, although not in the delivery room. He was waiting outside, also trying to contact Alexander to inquire about his whereabouts.In the delivery room, Yasmin continued to grumble at Casandra, not being pleased that she had to be the one accompanying her sister. Yasmin's bad mood even extended to Frans, and she was making a scene in
Despite feeling a slight pang of pity for his father in his heart, Maxime tried to strengthen himself to not give in just because of his father's tears. Even though the investigation results indicated that his father was manipulated by his secretary and there was no true intention to eliminate him, Maxime was still disappointed. His father chose to follow his secretary's desires instead of fighting for his own son's life, to give him the push to survive. This anger fueled Maxime's determination, and he refused to forgive Tomas or withdraw the charges. He proceeded through numerous court sessions, awaiting the verdict that would determine how long Tomas would spend in prison for his actions.Nevertheless, Maxime continued with his wedding plans with Cesilia after she obtained a new status from William. In the eyes of others, Cesilia might be a widow twice over, but in Maxime's eyes, she was still his for the first time.Cesilia and Maxime's wedding took place simultaneously with the we
"It's been quite a while, and I can see there's been no progress at all. Even the health reports give me a headache," Tomas said, tossing the documents that Cesilia handed him.The documents contained numerous lies to make Tomas believe that Maxime's condition hadn't changed at all."Yes, what can I do? Maxime has been treated with whatever funds I could spare from my limited savings. Naturally, that's the best result we can achieve. But at least I'm fighting for Maxime's life, even though I don't have the ability for it. You should be ashamed that you can't fight for your own son and instead hope he dies at such a young age," Cesilia jabbed at Tomas, who persisted in wanting to end Maxime's life despite Cesilia's efforts to save him."Rather than struggling like this, it's better to live your life with William. Your life would be much better and peaceful. You don't need to care for an ailing man like my son.""Your son, you say, yet you've never once given me a chance to live after w
If only Robert hadn't met Cesilia and Tiara a few days ago, he would have been genuinely shocked now as Frans and Alexander suddenly invited him to a meeting room that was usually used for discussing business agreements.But here they were, sitting face to face, Robert appearing to sigh heavily several times, as if he was attending a trial about his life. He had a feeling today marked the end of any chance he had with Yasmin. Today, he had to let go of all his dreams, which were now being taken over by Frans."We don't need to beat around the bush or prolong this. I want to discuss something that our friend has been keeping from us," Alexander started the conversation."This is quite surprising, but that's the reality. The relationship you've been yearning for has actually been happening between Frans and Yasmin," Alexander carefully conveyed the news, but soon his eyebrows furrowed as he observed Robert's response.Robert remained silent, his expression flat, and he tapped his finger
Before meeting Alexander at his office, Frans managed to have lunch with Yasmin at a cafe near her campus. After lunch, he proceeded to Cesilia's residence to check on Maxime's condition.Maxime's progress had been quite remarkable, even though he couldn't engage in too much physical activity yet. Cesilia was already grateful for Maxime's current condition. He could sit up and move his limbs, although he still felt weak and experienced some discomfort when moving.Despite his condition, Cesilia was thankful that she could hold Maxime in her arms again. However, every time Tomas visited, Maxime would lie down as if only his eyelids could move. Several times, Tomas tried to persuade Cesilia to let Maxime go and seriously consider marrying William.But Cesilia remained adamant against Tomas's suggestion and would often berate him for even suggesting such a thing. She accused him of being heartless, willing to sacrifice their son's life for a sum of money that would be spent within a few
Casandra folded her arms across her chest and stared at Yasmin from head to toe. Naturally, Yasmin didn't understand what to do or say after Casandra had suddenly asked her to talk, especially since she and Frans had just finished kissing. She was now haunted by fear."Now tell me, what kind of relationship do you have with Frans?" Casandra asked once her emotions had calmed a bit."There's nothing between me and Frans, sis.""Are you sure there's absolutely nothing between you and Frans?"Yasmin attempted to maintain her composure, even though her head felt heavy as she did so. But to hide her relationship with Frans, she still went along with it."If there really is nothing between you and Frans, then whether you like it or not, you'll have to accept Robert's proposal."Casandra averted her gaze elsewhere, anywhere but at Yasmin."Why all of a sudden, sis? Asking me to accept Robert's proposal. What's going on? Didn't I already tell you I would never accept that guy's proposal?""It
Perhaps about two weeks had passed since Frans accompanied Yasmin for shopping. Yasmin had also started attending classes. An unusual feeling began to arise in Alexander and Cassandra's hearts. Why? Because Yasmin always returned home with Frans. Their excuse was that they accidentally bumped into each other on the street, even though as far as Alexander knew, the hospital where Frans worked was in the opposite direction from Yasmin's campus. Even their visits to Maxime's house had this same pattern. The oddness intensified when Alexander checked his bank account transactions. He looked at the dates and times when Yasmin went shopping with Frans. Alexander clearly remembered that on that day, Yasmin came home with a lot of shopping bags, but when he looked at his bank account, there was no expenditure recorded for that day. This meant Yasmin didn't use the debit card he had given her. So, whose money did Yasmin use for shopping?Placing his phone on the nightstand, Alexander glanced
Frans immediately reached out his hand to the woman and kissed the back of her hand."Mother, let me introduce you to Yasmin, my girlfriend.""Girlfriend?" the middle-aged woman repeated, observing Yasmin from head to toe. "Frans, you're not joking, right? Is this really your girlfriend? Whose niece did you pay to pretend to be your girlfriend?""Mother...," Frans interjected. "Please don't let your teasing strain our relationship.""Well, come on, she's so young and beautiful, she surely wouldn't be interested in a widower like you.""Mom," Frans cautioned again, and the middle-aged woman rubbed her temple."Get to know Mother first. My name is Tiara, Frans' mother.""Yasmin." She extended her hand to introduce herself, not forgetting to kiss the back of the middle-aged woman's hand."Don't listen to Mother. It's all just playful banter," Frans said, lightening the mood.However, Yasmin was already too scared to face the woman. Sensing Yasmin's nervousness, Tiara immediately embraced
"Where are we going first, to find clothes or books?" Frans parked his car in the mall parking lot."Let's look for books first, Frans. So that later we can just focus on finding clothes. I think I don't need many clothes; I still have so many in my closet. The first time I came here, my sister suggested online shopping.""Alright, books it is then." Frans helped Yasmin unfasten her seatbelt, and they both got out of the car together. Just like usual, they walked side by side, holding hands, as they explored the various stores in the mall.Yasmin seemed enthusiastic about choosing all the supplies she would need for her upcoming college. Patiently, Frans followed behind, observing Yasmin as she carefully selected each item."Which one is better?" Yasmin asked, handing over two larger-sized books."Which one?" Frans asked, puzzled, as he didn't see anything particularly special about those books. To him, a book was used for writing, and there was no difference."Isn't the cover nice? D