The doctor who had just come out reacted immediately, checking Zavier's condition quickly. His face turned serious when he realized that Zavier had fainted, most likely due to the brain injury he had suffered in the past
“We need a stretcher here, now!” the doctor ordered the medical staff who immediately came running.
Nayla felt a completely different kind of panic than she had before. If she was worried about Joen's condition earlier, now the anxiety was turning to Zavier. “What happened to him, Doctor? Is he going to be okay?”
The doctor remained calm despite the gravity of the situation. “In the past few days, Mr. Zavier has been undergoing treatment for symptoms of a brain injury that began to recur due to fatigue and a lack of care for his health.
“Brain injury? In the past?” asked Nayla frantically, she was reminded of their past where she took care of the comatose Zavier.
“Zavier did have a fa
Her heart ached for the fate that reunited them, but at the same time, Zavier was going into a coma and she had to take care of the man who held a place in her heart.A few days after their meeting at the hospital, Nadira and Michael's wedding preparations began. The process was very limited, involving only their immediate family and a few close friends. Michael was distressed and torn between his love for Nayla and his responsibility towards Nadira.Nayla found out about the upcoming marriage between Michael and Nadira. Although she was devastated and confused, she tried to be mature and supportive of Michael's decision. She felt that this was a part of her life that she had to accept, even though her heart ached.At least Michael was responsible for his sister's honor, which had been taken away from him for whatever reason.However, Nayla was surprised that the wedding would take place in the same hospital where Joen and Zavier were being treated. Only
The wedding day finally arrived, and it was a sad and sorrowful affair. Michael felt his heart break at the sight of Nadira, who seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, wearing a wedding dress. Although he tried to smile, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of guilt and sorrow.Nadira wore a simple-looking white dress with just enough makeup to keep her face from looking pale. She was confined to a wheelchair with an IV needle in her hand.As the wedding ceremony began, Michael stood beside Nadira with mixed feelings. He recalled all the good memories he had with Nayla and realized how difficult this situation was. Although he knew that this marriage was his form of responsibility towards Nadira, his heart was still there for Nayla.How much he wanted to marry Nayla and that desire had been there since they were children.Michael turned to Nadira and saw the smile on his future wife's face. Nadira was no less beautiful than Nayla, the only difference b
However, when Michael tried to get close to Nadira, he felt a deep sadness. Every touch, every kiss, felt like an attempt to make up for all the regrets and mistakes that had happened in the past.Nadira felt every feeling Michael conveyed and tried to enjoy the evening. Although she knew that Michael's feelings were not entirely for her, she tried to focus on the happiness she could still feel.“Michael,” Nadira said softly, ”I know you feel compelled, but I want you to know that I truly love you. Tonight is the most precious to me.”Michael looked at Nadira with pity. “I don't know what to say. I feel so broken and guilty. I don't want you to feel that this marriage was a forced marriage.”Michael climbed onto the bed and took Nadira in his arms and held her hands tenderly.The large bed prepared by Nayla made them feel comfortable as the decorations in the private room did not make them feel like they were sti
As Michael bent down and pressed his lips against Nadira's forehead, he felt the warmth of Nadira's body, even though the cold was creeping in. Kissing her forehead gently, he not only gave her affection but also tried to convey all his feelings in that kiss.The kiss on the forehead was an expression of love from him that not only touched her physically but also seeped into Nadira's heart and soul, causing her to burst into tears.“I love you, Michael.”After the gentle kiss on the forehead, Michael moved closer, his eyes never leaving Nadira's eyes. He held her hand gently and kissed her palm. Each kiss on Nadira's hand seemed to send a deep sense of warmth and care.Nadira closed her eyes for a moment, feeling every touch with her whole being. “Michael,” she whispered, ”I feel so much like being loved. This is the most beautiful night of my life. Will you spoil me? I want to enjoy my first night too.”Michael
He tried to comfort himself with good memories and felt trapped in a complicated situation. Although he had given his best to Nadira, he could not forget Nayla and his feelings for her.Nadira realized that he was just pretending to be asleep. Although happy with the night, she felt weaker and weaker. She knew that there was less and less time left for her, and she only hoped to feel loved in the last moments of her life.He knew that the man who had just had a night of passion with him, was only thinking of 'the big brother'.As the days passed, Michael felt increasingly depressed and disoriented. He tried to care for Nadira lovingly, but his heart remained empty and full of regret. Although he knew that he had done his best for Nadira, he felt unable to forget Nayla and his deep feelings for her.A few days after the wedding, Nadira's condition worsened. Michael was depressed and devastated, trying to take care of Nadira lovingly, but feeling very depre
Michael asked the medical team for permission and immediately went through the blood collection process.The process of taking platelets was more complicated than regular blood. At first, Michael, who was exhausted and out of shape, was forbidden to undergo the process.“My blood pressure was stable despite my lack of sleep, but my haemoglobin level was eligible. I was also not taking any medication.”Mcihael began to get angry at being forbidden. With a great struggle, Michael and Nayla insisted on the eligibility test.“Are you going to let my wife lose all her blood before you allow the process?” Michael raised his voice in anger.“We are looking for a viable donor.” The doctor's words did not make Michael and Nayla give up.“Check first! Do the test and I can prove myself worthy enough to help my wife!” Michael ordered.However, after two long hours of testing, Michael's blood was fo
The following days at the hospital were extremely stressful for Michael. He stayed by Nadira's side, trying to provide as much emotional and physical support as possible. Although Nadira felt weaker and weaker, she still tried to show courage and resilience.The doctor gave the news that Nadira might not have much time left. Michael was depressed and devastated, but he tried to stay strong for Nadira's sake. He took loving care of Nadira and tried to give her all the care and love he had.Night after night, Michael kept vigil beside Nadira. He talked to her about a bright future, reminisced about their beautiful moments together, and wished for the extra time they could spend together. Even though they knew that their time together was getting shorter, they still tried to create beautiful memories that would last forever.When Nadira finally went into a very critical condition, Michael felt his heart breaking. He felt a deep sadness watching Nadira struggle to s
Nayla was shocked, barely able to digest the information. “Pregnant? But how could it be? Nadira... she...”“Look, the doctor hasn't finished his report yet,” Michael interrupted with a stern look.The doctor nodded and continued, “However, the good news is that this pregnancy seems to have given Nadira's body a tremendous boost, as if giving her extra strength to survive.”“This is a very rare case, and we don't fully understand the mechanism. However, we believe that this pregnancy has played a big role in her recovery.”Nayla, who was still feeling exhausted but trying to focus, looked at the doctor with astonishment. “So, this pregnancy... gave Nadira strength? How is that possible?”The doctor nodded. “Medically speaking, this is a very rare phenomenon. There are some studies that show that pregnancy can dramatically affect the mother's health condition, bu
***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