The man fell asleep in deep sorrow.
When his consciousness slowly returned, Zavier felt so empty and trapped in the snare of his own mistakes. He knew that whatever happened next, he would have to face the consequences at a high price. He clearly remembers the harassment he inflicted on Nayla last night. He felt ashamed about the incident, so he decided to go to work and spend time at the office to avoid thinking about Nayla.
***
Nayla felt the world spinning around her as she was trapped in the cold and damp darkness of the basement. Her body was weak from two days without proper food. Only the trickle of rainwater that he could catch by stretching his hand through the small window gave him a little relief. He drank every drop of that water with gratitude, even though it couldn't quench his hunger.
The next day, Nayla woke up with a headache and a great feeling of nausea. She sat in the corner of the room, lettin
Chapter 164. Michael, you are great!Zavier was a little confused to hear that Nayla was pregnant.“I wonder what happened to her,” Zavier said in a hoarse voice. “Is she in danger?”The doctor nodded in understanding. “We'll let you know as soon as we have more information. Right now, it's best that you rest for a while. You seem to need medical attention as well.”Zavier shook his head, but then nodded in understanding. He knew he had to stay calm and strong for Nayla. “Please let me know if there is anything I can do to help her.”The doctor smiled gently. “Sure, we'll let you know as soon as possible. Please wait here.”Zavier sat in the hospital waiting room with a muddled mind. He tried to contemplate what had happened and what to do next. How could he justify his actions towards Nayla? How could he ensure h
Prang! The whiskey bottle was thrown to the other side of the sofa Zavier was sitting on.“Nayla! Don't think you can get away from me!” Zavier screeched in anger and unstable consciousness.The night was long and agonizing for him. He didn't even answer the calls from Sefia, his second wife who was worried about him. Zavier's heart felt empty and wounded. He felt like everything was crumbling around him, and he didn't know how he could fix it.As he sat in the dark room, his thoughts kept returning to Nayla. He thought of all the beautiful moments they shared together, and how everything changed so quickly. Guilt and regret haunted him. He wondered if he could fix everything, or if it was too late.The scent of Nayla's body always intoxicated him with uncontrollable desire or lust.Zavier closed his eyes, trying to ease his headache and emotional turmoil. He felt tra
Sefia shook her head. “No, Nayla. We're not going to do that. We just want to know how you're going to deal with it.”Nayla laughed bitterly. “How will I deal with it? That's none of your business. It's my life and my decision.”Kayla tried to grab Nayla's hand, but Nayla pulled it away quickly. “Don't touch me,” she said sharply.“We just want to help, Nayla,” Kayla said again, this time in a pleading tone.Sefia approached and continued her attack, “I'm pregnant too, but his father is a man I love very much, Zavier loves me and my baby very much. Uh, do you love Michael too?”Nayla narrowed her eyes, looking sarcastically at the two sly women who never had good intentions.“If you really want to help, leave me alone. I don't need your fake sympathy,” Nayla said in a voice that began to
Nayla felt pain at Zavier's words. “I'm sorry, Zavier. I'm really sorry... I don't know what else to say.”Zavier looked at her coldly. “Sorry? That's what you think can fix all this? Sorry won't change the fact that you betrayed our trust.”Nayla knew that Zavier was right. No amount of apologizing could repair the damage that had been done. She had to lie for the sake of the future of the child in her womb.“I, I'm sorry...”Zavier let out a long breath, trying to calm his emotions. “How, Nayla? How can you fix this? That child is the proof of your betrayal. How can I ever forgive you?”“Throw it away! I'll file for abortion!”Zavier's sudden words made Nayla feel her heart breaking. “No! I disagree!”Zavier looked at Nayla with a gaze full of hatred and disappointm
The next morning, Nayla woke up with renewed determination. She left the inn carefully, making sure no one was following her. She made her way to the local market that was beginning to bustle with morning activity. There, she bought some new clothes by selling her cell phone.Then she tried to look for information and opportunities that could help her in this escape. She knew that markets like this were often a meeting place for all sorts of people, including those who could provide items that couldn't be found elsewhere.After wandering around for a while, Nayla approached a friendly-looking merchant. “Excuse me, do you know where I can get a temporary job or perhaps someone who can help me get a new identity?” she asked cautiously.The merchant looked at Nayla for a moment before smiling slightly. “You seem to be in serious need of help. There is someone who might be able to help you, his name is Pak
In the dead of night, Zavier contacted several people who could help him. One of them was a private detective named Mando, who had worked for Zavier several times on important matters.“Mando, I need your help. My wife, Nayla has just escaped from the hospital where she was admitted. I need you to find her as soon as possible,” Zavier said in a stern tone.“Give me the details. I'll start searching immediately,” Mando replied without hesitation.After giving Mando all the necessary information, Zavier felt a little relieved. However, he knew that this was just the beginning of a long chase. He returned to his office at the hospital, sitting in a chair while looking out the dark window. His thoughts were racing, trying to understand Nayla's motives and plan his next move.Meanwhile, Nayla had reached the bus station located on the outskirts of the city. Eight hours from the cit
"Huek ... huek!"Suddenly there was a sound like someone vomiting in the bathroom. Nayla held the washcloth with her right hand and craned her head to see who had entered the bathroom in a hurry. However, she only saw the back and the beautiful long hair flowing out before the bathroom door closed.It was late and all the servants and chefs had gone home. Tonight was his job to clean the kitchen.“Who is it?” he asked suspiciously.Not long after, a beautiful woman came out of the bathroom and shot Nayla a glare. “What are you looking at?”“Who are you?” asked Nayla in confusion.The woman sighed softly, arranging her slightly messy hair. “I'm Dinda,” she replied simply. “You're new here, huh? Haven't seen you before.”Nayla nodded, still trying to understand the situation. &ldqu
Dinda nodded, “He is indeed a jerk, it's a pity that you even became his victim.”“Uh, who?” Nayla looked at Dinda with a puzzled look on her face.“Who else if not our boss, Eko. Watch out, I'm going to demand marriage in the near future. You'll be the third wife! You don't look bad,” Dinda continued with her breath hitching.“Is... the third wife? Uh, sis... this...”“Already, you just shut up. I'll take care of everything! Just accept this envelope first!” Dinda interrupted and stood up.“Keep this a secret!” she continued as she stepped out of the room.With mixed feelings, Nayla finally accepted the envelope although with a number of unanswered questions. “Okay, I'll keep this a secret. I hope everything goes well for you.”Dinda smiled weakly. “Thank you, Dek Mira. You have no idea how much this mea
Cahyo stood in his office space, looking out the window blankly. He knew how difficult this task would be.Kayla was known as an intelligent and cautious woman; seducing her was no easy task. He tried to find the right person to carry out this mission, but every candidate he considered seemed unsuitable or not assertive enough.Hours passed, and Cahyo began to feel the pressure. Sefia's decision made him even more anxious. Finally, he realized that there was no one else he could rely on to carry out this task with the desired effectiveness. There was only one solution left-he had to do it himself.With burning determination, Cahyo decided to contact Kayla directly. He knew that this would be a huge challenge, but he had no other choice. Cahyo prepared himself carefully, arranging words and strategies to confront the Great Mistress Kayla. He felt his heart beat faster as he dialed Kayla's number on his cell phone.Meanwhile, Sefia, who was already satisfied with t
Sefia was surprised, her eyes widening slightly. “The city of Bandung? That's too much, Kayla. Zavier may be in a slump, but I'm not sure he'll give up so easily,” she replied, her voice containing doubt.Kayla leaned closer, giving Sefia a sharp look. “You have no other choice. You know what I can do if you try to cancel our deal,” she threatened in a low yet stressful voice.“Isn't the best time to snatch all this away when she's down like this?” Kayla continued with a triumphant smile.Sefia was silent, her face showing inner conflict. She knew Kayla was not someone who was easy to deal with, and her threat was not something to be taken lightly. She took a deep breath, then nodded slowly, resigned.“Alright. All of Zavier's assets in Bandung will be yours,” he said finally, in a tone of voice that sounded weak and defeated.Kayla smiled in satisfaction, feeling that her plan was working perfectly. 
Sefia approached further, her voice getting lower, yet sharper. “They planned their escape by way of this accident. They've already escaped together,” she said, her eyes looking deeply into Zavier's, as if trying to penetrate his inner defenses.Zavier felt the world around him shake. “That's not true! Nayla wouldn't leave me like that. She loves me!” he shouted, filled with anger and confusion.“Don't you mess with me. I know your tactics!” exclaimed Zavier with his eagle eyes, staring at Sefia fiercely as if he wanted to tear her apart right now.Sefia raised a hand, as if to calm Zavier down. “I know this is hard for you, Zavier. But I have proof,” she said as she pulled out a cell phone from her pocket and showed him a video recording.On the screen, Nayla was seen talking to someone in an obscure place. Her voice was clear: “I no longer love Zavier. All of this is just part of my responsibility. I
There was something so fragile and strong at once in her appearance, making him feel mesmerized. He swallowed a few times, trying to focus on his task, but his gaze still could not escape the beauty in front of him.“It's a shame,” he murmured softly, almost as if talking to himself, ”that such smooth and beautiful skin is disfigured by burns.”Bram was stunned for a moment after saying those words. His heart suddenly felt heavy, realizing how deeply attracted he was to Nayla. He had always admired her strength and gentleness, but seeing her in this state made his feelings even clearer. He felt drawn, captivated in a way he had never felt before.Nayla, semi-conscious, felt Bram's gentle touch on her skin. She shivered slightly, not from the cold, but from the realization of this unexpected closeness. She opened her eyes slightly, and saw Bram's thoughtful, almost affectionate expression.“Bram...,” she whispered weakly
“Take Nayla away from Zavier's life,” Sefia replied coldly. “If not, trust me, this is no longer a minor accident. I'll make sure the next game is much more gruesome. This is just a warning.”Bram took a deep breath. “You're crazy, Sefia. You... the culprit? Why are you doing this?”“Because I have to,” Sefia replied sharply. “You know what it's like to lose control, Bram. I just don't want that to happen to Zavier. Now, make a decision. Nayla doesn't have much time.”Bram knew he had no other choice. There was too much at stake. Without waiting any longer, he grabbed his jacket and ran out of his office. Something inside him broke as he thought of Nayla who was probably struggling between life and death.“Alright, Sefia,” he said with a heavy sigh, ”I'll take her away from Zavier. But if anything happens to him, I won't stand by.”The call was disconnected and Sefi
Zavier sighed, then looked at Nayla seriously. “I just don't want anyone else to take my place in your heart, even if it's just as a friend or a doctor.”Nayla took Zavier's hand, holding it tightly. “No one can take your place. You're the only one, darling.”Zavier grabbed Nayla's cheek and gave her a warm kiss. They both smiled, realizing the love with a strong bond between them.Moments later, they stepped out of the hospital with hopeful hearts, ready to face the next days together, though the shadow of jealousy still lingered in Zavier's mind.In the black luxury car that drove quietly, Zavier sat next to Nayla, holding his wife's frail hand with great care.Mando, their trusted bodyguard, focused on driving the car through the crowded streets. Just a few meters away from the hospital, Zavier breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little comfortable that he could bring Nayla home.However, the next second, a loud r
“Hmm, of course. I need to get well so I can take care of my Nayla again.” Zavier deliberately emphasized the suffix -ku because he wanted to know that Nayla was absolutely his.Doctor Bram only smiled slightly in response to all of Zavier's words. He was more focused on how to make the tense man's body limber.“Let's rest for a while. I'll be back with a cup of coffee for you,” said Doctor Bram.A moment later, Doctor Bram arrived with two cups of coffee and some dry bread.They sat on the side while enjoying their drinks.However, when they took a short break, Bram unknowingly uttered a sentence that made the atmosphere even more tense. “Nayla really is a strong and amazing woman,” he said with a faint smile. “And of course, she's very beautiful.”Zavier's eyes immediately lit up with anger. That simple sentence, though probably not ill-intentioned, touched a sensitive spot in him. “Wha
Kayla snorted, sounding unimpressed. “Angry or not, this is no time to act recklessly. Remember, Sefia, you need me to accomplish your goals. Don't make me lose my temper.”Sefia nodded, even though she knew Kayla couldn't see her. “I'll be more careful,” she said in a resigned tone.“Good,” Kayla replied, then hung up without waiting for further answers.Sefia sat on the edge of the bed, feeling frustrated and confused. She knew she had gone too far into this dangerous game, but she also realized that she had no choice but to follow Kayla - for now.However, in her heart, Sefia began to feel a subtle fear. What if Kayla decided to betray her?***The next day, Zavier arrived at the therapy room with mixed feelings. He knew that this therapy session was very important for him to recover and regain the ability to walk normally. However, when the therapy room door opened, Zavier was stunned to see who was st
Zavier did not answer. He only grasped Nayla's hand tighter, as if to emphasize that Nayla belonged to him. However, in his heart, he knew that this was more than just jealousy. It was a fear that kept haunting him - the fear that he might no longer be able to protect the woman he loved.Nayla felt the tension building up in the room. Her eyes moved from Zavier who looked angry and jealous in his wheelchair, to Doctor Bram who stood in a calm but firm manner. She knew that this situation could get worse if left unchecked.Gently, Nayla took Zavier's cold and trembling hand. “Zavier, please... calm down,” she said, her voice soft yet compassionate. “Bram was just trying to help me. Nothing else.”Zavier turned to her, still with a suspicious look in his eyes. “I know, Nayla... But I don't like seeing you in his arms,” he replied in a low yet sharp tone, his voice almost breaking with feelings of jealousy and helplessness.