It was a reality that she could not deny. Michael and his family's mysterious disappearance had been arranged by Zavier.
“This can't be,” Nayla muttered, her voice barely audible. The man in front of her looked at her sympathetically, as if he understood the burden she was carrying.
While Zavier was very curious about the contents of the letter, he couldn't do anything about it.
“Madam, I know this is difficult for you,” the man said softly. “But the sender of this letter just wants to make sure you know the truth. He doesn't want you to live in the shadow of a lie.”
The man shifted his glasses as he glanced around the room. “Hum, he told you to destroy the letter after reading and understanding its contents.”
Nayla nodded and crumpled the paper in her hands, feeling a deepening anger and hatred towards Zavier. The husband who had a
Some customers who happened to overhear their conversation were moved and some women shed tears.“Then I must divorce from you! I can't allow myself to have the same or similar feelings that I've only experienced myself!”“Zavier, let me forget Abraham's family! You, your late father, all of them just used us. I... I hate you, and I hate myself for ever loving you!”Unexpectedly, Nayla knelt before Zavier and he seemed to be rooted to his seat.“Nayla!” exclaimed Zavier, about to put his arm around her to stand up. He felt awkward, besides, many eyes were piercing him from around the café.However, Nayla quickly dismissed his hand and continued her sentence, “Let's just say, you're an idol who captured my heart and I only like you to the extent that I don't know when I'll find a new idol.”“Just lik
Mando patted Cahyo on the back of the head, “nonsense!”“Excuse us,” the doctor said and excused himself.***Two weeks passed with great tension in the hospital. Cahyo never moved far from Zavier's side, making sure his employer got the best treatment. Likewise, Mando promised a perfect security escort for Zavier.Occasionally Sefia, comes to visit him, bringing hope and a basket of fruit, hoping for his recovery. Zavier's stepmother Kayla, on the other hand, was out of the country and unreachable. The woman who had just become a rich widow felt a sense of happiness with a lifestyle like a ruler. She bought all the luxury bags at the top boutiques and sold one of the assets of Abraham's family-owned company because she had access to it. Zavier was too preoccupied with his personal life and love affairs to be observant in responding to the situation.This
Cahyo looked at the doctor anxiously. “Selective amnesia? Does that mean she doesn't remember parts of her life?”The doctor nodded. “Yes, selective amnesia means that Mr. Zavier has forgotten some specific events or people in his life. In this case, Zavier seems to have forgotten someone who hurt him deeply.”Cahyo was surprised, trying to digest the information. “Is that Mrs. Nayla?”“Who is Nayla?” the Doctor asked curiously.Cahyo continued cautiously. “Nayla was an important person in Mr. Zavier's life who has now left him.“Ohh.”However, one thing they did not know was that Zavier was beginning to remember about Sefia's affair behind his back. Although he could not remember how he could be married to Sefia now and she was also pregnant with his child.Zavier chose to remain silent and listen carefully, while figuring out the reason for his amnesia.Zavier
“Okay, it's getting late, let's go to bed,” Sefia said as she approached her husband and was about to take Zavier by the hand.Unexpectedly, Zavier dismissed her hand and gave Sefia another cold stare.“I'm not used to sleeping with other people. You can sleep in the next room,” he said curtly.“But, we are husband and wife,” Sefia replied.“...and we always slept together before,” Sefia continued, still trying to lie.Zavier's gaze and the man's silence, however, seemed to reveal everything. She dared not say more in front of Zavier because she knew how dominant he was in all his sentences.“Well, can I have a goodnight kiss?” he asked hopefully before leaving Zavier.Unexpectedly, the cold man instead turned around and headed to his bed, laying down and wrapping himself up.
Inside the office, the atmosphere was tense and the cold aura of Zavier pierced the two people who were glued to their places.“T-sir,” greeted Mando followed by a greeting from Cahyo, ”S-good morning, Mr. Zavier.”Zavier looked directly into Cahyo's eyes and then into Mando's, trying to find the answer behind the two men's calm gaze. “I knew there was something you were hiding from me. I want to know everything about what happened three years ago. No more secrets.”Mando swallowed his saliva, then turned to Cahyo.Cahyo bit his lip, feeling cornered. He knew this moment would surely come, but he was not prepared for it. “Very well, sir,” he said in a weak voice. “There are many things you need to know. But, I must ask you to be patient. This is not an easy story to tell.”Zavier sat on the sofa, crossing his arms over h
Mando nodded. “I'll take care of it right away, sir. Is there anything else I need to do?”Zavier thought for a moment before answering, “Yes, make sure none of today's information leaks out. Let them know what they have known all along. Leave them to their own responses. I will still pretend not to remember things.”“Yes, sir. I will immediately contact the team to track down your stepmother's whereabouts,” Mando replied as he reached for his cell phone.“And Cahyo...”Cahyo immediately stood up awkwardly, “I am, Sir.”“Find Nayla's whereabouts, investigate everything about her at this time, but don't let her know about your investigation!”“B-good, Sir.”Zavier stared out of the window, his mind constantly racing. He knew that his stepmother Kayla had sp
After saying goodbye to her bags like they were old friends, Kayla decided to sell them online. She took the best photos of the bags, wrote complimentary descriptions, and uploaded them to a luxury selling website. In no time, she got a response from a buyer who seemed very interested.“Ahhh, he bid a fantastic price!” Kayla exclaimed happily. She dreamed that she would soon be able to go abroad with the money she would earn from the sale of her luxury bag.The buyer claimed to be a collector of luxury bags and offered very high prices for all of Kayla's bags. Hopeful, Kayla agreed and sent the bags to the address given. The buyer said he would transfer the money as soon as he received the bags.“I have sent the bags, transfer the money immediately,” Kayla said via video call to the bag buyer.“Okay, I will send it right now. Thank you,” said a woman on the other s
Sefia took a few steps back in panic upon receiving these words. Her body immediately trembled and was frightened. Meanwhile, Zavier stood up and looked deeply at Sefia.The cold-faced man stepped up and approached Sefia.“I already know this, Sefia. I've never touched you and I've never felt this way,” Zavier said as he pressed his index finger to Sefia's stomach.“A father must have a strong inner bond with the baby. I tell you, I... Zavier, have no bond with this baby at all!”“But, Zav... this is your child, your stepmother is lying. Please listen to me, Zavier,” Sefia pleaded frantically.Zavier raised the corners of his lips. Everything was as he had expected at this point. This woman who claimed to be his second wife was a cunning person who had played with his life.“We'll see, these days, it's not difficult to do a DNA test.”Sefia rounded her e
***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