Mr. Zavier, you need to take breaks more often. Work can wait, but your health cannot. You look a bit pale.
Zavier smiled. "Thank you, Alia." I will try to pay more attention to my health. My mind has just been too full of my wife's nagging lately.
Meanwhile, Sefia, who was at home, became increasingly restless. Her jealousy could no longer be contained. He decided to visit Zavier's office without telling him beforehand.
Sefia arrived at Zavier's office and headed straight to his room. She watched from behind the glass door as Zavier and Alia were talking intimately. Jealousy and anger mixed together within her.
Sefia immediately entered the room with a tense face. "Zavier, I want to talk."
Zavier and Alia were surprised to see Sefia suddenly appear. Zavier immediately stood up and approached his wife.
"Sefia, what's wrong?" Why did you come to the office?
Zavier was surprised to hear that. He didn't expect Alia to resign suddenly."Alia, why?" Is something wrong? Is this because of what happened last night?"Mostly, yes." Mr. Zavier, I cannot work in an environment where I feel belittled and misunderstood. The argument between you and Mrs. Sefia last night made me uncomfortable, and I feel I can no longer work effectively here.Zavier feels guilty. He knows that Alia is a valuable asset to the company, and losing her would be a great loss."Alia, I'm sorry about what happened last night." Sefia was just feeling jealous, it's not your fault. I should be the one responsible for explaining this situation better.Mr. Zavier, this is not just about last night. This is about how I feel in this place. I always feel suspicion and discomfort. I can't work well in conditions like this. I appreciate the time I have spent here, but I think it
Michael smiled widely, "I feel like we are getting closer." I'm glad I can spend time with you.Liza raised her glass and clinked it against Michael's glass, "me too, Michael." I really enjoy our time together.Their relationship developed quickly, supported by the compatibility they felt with each other. Every time they meet, their conversations always flow smoothly, filled with laughter and happiness.One afternoon, they decided to meet at the city park. The cool evening atmosphere and beautiful scenery added comfort to their conversation."Michael, thank you for always taking the time to meet with me." I feel very appreciated.Of course, Liza. I also really enjoy our time together. You bring happiness and joy into my life.Liza smiled, "The same goes for you, Michael." I feel very lucky to get to know you better.They walked side by si
Michael looked nervous. Awkwardly, he immediately replied, "Oh, just with a colleague." There are a few things we need to discuss regarding the project."And is it about our project?" Why can't I know?Michael tried to avoid it. "Not like that, Nyla." This is just a small matter, you don't need to worry about it.Nayla feels that Michael is hiding something. Even though she trusts Michael, a feeling of suspicion still haunts her."Michael, you know we always work together honestly." If there's something important, I hope you can talk to me about it.Michael sighed heavily. "I understand, Nayla." I just don't want you to be burdened with unnecessary things."But I want to know." We are a team, Michael. Whatever happens, we have to face it together.Michael looked hesitant for a moment, but then nodded."Alright, Nayla.
"I want to take all the salary that is mine, right now!" Nayla exclaimed while sobbing."But, that's a lot of money, I mean, I don't have any cash right now." Besides, the salary will only be given after everything is done."Nayla looked at Michael again with an annoyed expression. "I feel like everything is over, just give me my salary and I'll forget everything."Michael thought for a moment before finally giving in, "Alright, wait here for a bit." I'm going to the lower ATM to withdraw cash."Nayla was just about to sit down while waiting for Michael, and she was tidying up a bit of trash in the soundproof recording room. However, before she could finish, the studio door opened and suddenly Mr. Smith walked in with a sly smile on his face. Nayla felt that something was off and her heart began to race."¡Smith!""Nayla, it's been a long time since our
With renewed determination, Nayla promised herself not to let this incident crush her spirit. She knew that she had the talent and dedication that could take her to a better place, with or without Michael.Just as he was about to take a shower, a call rang through his phone. The flashing screen displayed the name 'Hospital'.With concern, Nayla answered the call, "yes?""Nadira needs two more bags of blood." Her condition is not good, and we are trying to save her. We need your signature and also the payment of the temporary fee."Y-yes, I will be there soon," Nayla replied with a trembling and hoarse voice. One of her hands tightly gripped the envelope containing her salary. The insults he experienced are not as great as the pressure he has to endure now.Nayla hurried to the wardrobe and changed her clothes. She quickly ordered an online taxi to go to the hospital, but suddenly
A few hours later, they arrived in Singapore and headed straight to the hospital. Xander underwent a series of intensive examinations.The doctor treating Xander, Dr. Lim, provided a detailed explanation of the condition and the steps that need to be taken for treatment.Xander, from the initial examination results, we found that your heart condition requires immediate attention. We will conduct some additional tests to ensure the appropriate course of treatment."Okay, Doctor." I am ready to undergo all the necessary tests.Kayla held Xander's hand tightly. "We will follow everything the doctor says." You will receive the best care here. In her heart, the woman monologued, "You must not die yet because there is no treasure under my control at all."Dr. Lim smiled and replied. "You are in good hands, Ms. Kayla." We will do our best for Xander.After a series
Michael needs to marry someone from a good family who can help him build a better future. I choose Liza. Her family is a respectable family. The girl also looks very beautiful and they have been dating several times."I agree." How about we start discussing the wedding date with Liza's family? She is a good girl and her family is very respectable, there shouldn't be any special obstacles, right? Michael's father put down his newspaper and looked at his wife with a serious expression."That's a good idea." But there's one problem: Nayla. I'm sure Michael is very attached to that widow."You have to do something." Make Nayla stay away from Michael."But, what should I do, Dad?" Mrs. Nayla looked at her husband's face with a confused expression.Ha ha, easy. What could a woman with the status of a widow like her possibly want? If she wants money, then give her money; if she wants a
Nadira, who was starting to regain consciousness, slowly opened her eyes and saw her older sister crying."Sister Nayla, what's wrong?" Why are you crying?Nayla wiped her tears, "It's nothing, just thinking hard.""Brother, no matter what happens, you have to be happy." Don't sacrifice your happiness for me.Nayla smiled sadly, kissing her sister's forehead, "I will do what is best for both of us, Nadira." I promise."With a heavy heart, Nayla realized that she had to make a very difficult decision. She held the check tightly, knowing that her brother's future depended heavily on her decision.Nayla contacted Michael while walking towards the administration office. With tears and a heavy heart, she steeled herself to do what she thought was best."Michael, I need to talk to you." Nayla's voice sounded hoarse a
***Happy ending***Zavier smiled coldly, his gaze calculating. “They conspired,” he replied in a low but firm tone. “They stole Nayla's identity and made my wife suffer through memory loss. They played with her life, erasing the precious memories we once had. If they think they can get away with it, they're sadly mistaken.”His assistant remained calm on the other end of the line, waiting for further instructions. “What is your plan, sir?”Zavier stared far ahead, his eyes filled with determination. “Reclaim her face,” he said meaningfully, ”and let the fake forget her memory. Make her feel what Nayla experienced. If they dare to take my wife's life, then I will take back what they stole. The face they created, the memories they formed... let it all crumble and perish.”His assistant nodded on the other end of the line, understanding what Zavier meant. “Yes, sir. I will arrange everything.
Sefia gasped and turned her head quickly, her eyes showing obvious shock. “Oh, Zavier... I just... had some sudden business,” she stammered. “You don't need to worry. It's just a short meeting.”However, Zavier did not simply believe her. There was something in the woman's demeanor that made him suspicious, and his desire to find out more surfaced strongly.Without saying anything else, he let Sefia go first, but not long after, Zavier got into his car and started following behind.Zavier kept his distance, making sure that Sefia did not notice his presence. He drove slowly, following Sefia's car carefully. Every turn the woman took further emphasized Zavier's suspicions. “What is she really hiding?” he muttered to himself.“She doesn't look like the Nayla that belongs to me, her eyes, her voice are different, and her height. Why did I never realize that?&rdq
“Sara, a-I'll give you an extra fee... for... for what happened last night.”Hearing that, Sara's eyes rounded and a pile of tears began to gather rapidly.Those words pierced Sara's heart. It was as if everything that happened between them was just a transaction, not something that had meaning.Her face that had been full of love turned into unbearable anger. “Pay?” she snarled in a sharp voice, her eyes looking at Bram with disappointment.“So, you think I'm just a servant who can be bought? What happened last night is just something you can pay me to erase?”Bram was silent, not expecting Sara's reaction to be that harsh. He opened his mouth, trying to find words to defuse the situation, but Sara continued before he could speak.“I'm not something you can bargain with, honorable Mr. Bram! Whatever happened last nig
His ears seemed to be deaf to the words Sara threw out. To him, in that drunken state, Sara was Nayla coming back to him, and this was a chance to embrace the woman he had been longing for.“Don't leave again, Nayla... please...” she whispered desperately, holding Sara's body on the bed. Tearing off the clothes she was wearing and starting to nuzzle Sara's slender neck.Sara tried to push Bram away, trying to snap him out of his drunken stupor. “Mr. Bram, this is not Nayla! You're drunk! Let go of me!” she said in a loud and trembling voice. However, her efforts were not strong enough to sober Bram up.Feelings of fear and confusion mixed in Sara's mind. She knew that this man was obsessed with Nayla, but she never expected to be in this situation.In a last ditch effort, she gathered all the strength she had and managed to break free from Bram's grip, roll off the bed, and escape out of the room as quickly as possible, leaving Bra
Nadia's face-or Nayla, as it often crossed his mind-was so similar to the one he remembered as the wife he loved. Not just in terms of physical appearance, but also in the way she spoke, her gentle smile, and the way she looked at Zavier as if recognizing the deepest part of his soul. Every glance, every body movement, felt like an inexplicable déjà vu.Her lips and her kiss.However, the woman now in his home-who he had always believed to be Nayla-felt different.It was as if something was missing, something unseen but felt. Her gaze was empty and distant, her touch no longer providing the warmth they once shared.“Have I been blinded by my desperation to get my wife back? Is that woman really Nayla?” Zavier thought.Zavier clasped his head with both hands, trying to calm the turmoil of his feelings. If this Nadia was the real Nayla, then who was the wo
Zavier immediately turned to Nayla, who was now sitting upright on the sofa with her hair tousled and her eyes half open. He knew that the situation could get ugly if he didn't get things under control soon.“Nayla, calm down,” he said in a soothing tone on his cell phone. “I'm helping someone who needs help. There's nothing for you to worry about.”However, those words were not enough to calm Sefia down. “Helping someone? In the middle of the night like this? And that woman's voice, why is she with you?” Sefia was getting more and more agitated, her voice portraying a burning anger and jealousy.Zavier let out a long breath, realizing that a simple explanation would not be enough to ease the anger of the woman who claimed to be his wife.“Nadia is facing a complicated situation, and I can't just leave her. Believe me, I didn't do anything wrong,” she r
Zavier looked at her deeply, as if trying to find the answer behind Nadia's eyes. “Maybe there's something in you that's more than just a similar face to Nayla. Maybe, somehow, we once had more of a connection than we realized.”“Or... are you the real Nayla?” asked Zavier, but the question was more to himself as Nadia just looked at him with a sad face.They sat in silence for a while, enjoying the warmth that still remained from that moment. Although there was a lot of confusion and questions still hanging in the air, both of them felt a strange but real bond, as if fate had brought them back together after a long time apart.The rain began to fall heavily outside, droplets soaking the windows and a soft, soothing rhythm could be heard.Zavier looked out for a moment before turning back to Nayla. Without saying much, he led her to the living room. They walked slowly, feeling the silence filled only by the sound of the rain drippi
Zavier took another step towards Nayla and said, “You rest inside and I'll take Joen home first. After that, I'll come and bring some food for you, okay?”Nayla nodded obediently and gave a warm smile and waved goodbye to Joen.They got back into the car, and Zavier drove Joen home.Along the way, his mind was spinning, thinking of the steps to take. Who exactly was the woman he brought to the empty house? Was she really the real Nayla, or just the result of Bram's crazy obsession with creating a clone?The questions kept swirling in his mind, and Zavier knew that the answers he would find might change everything.After ensuring Joen's safe return, Zavier quickly returned to the empty house. He had to talk to the woman, find out who she really was, and what was really going on. In his heart, Zavier hoped that the truth, no matter how hard it was, would come out so that everyone involved could find the peace that had been taken from thei
Having run out of steam to vent his anger, Bram shuffled towards his room. The door slammed loudly behind him, signaling that he didn't want to be disturbed.Sara stood at the door, while several servants began to organize to clean up the broken glass scattered in the living room.Moments later, there was the sound of a bottle being opened and the smell of alcohol spreading from behind the door. Bram took a rough swig of liquor, trying to shake off the deep frustration and emptiness.He felt like he had done everything-transforming Sefia into Nayla's likeness, and thinking he could slowly possess Nayla-but in reality, the real Nayla still eluded him.In that dark room, Bram felt completely defeated. No matter how much he tried to control the situation, reality always made him feel like he was chasing a shadow that he could never reach.The man occasionally shouted, startling Sara. However, the woman remained faithful and behind the door of the room