With renewed vigor, Zavier returned to his physiotherapy session the next day. He worked hard to refine every step, keeping every movement accurate and strong. He started to see some small improvements, such as increased mileage and decreased pain, which gave him new hope.
The security guards, who had witnessed Zavier's struggle, offered praise and encouragement. “You are doing a very good job, Zavier. Every day you show progress, albeit slow. Stay focused and keep trying.”
Zavier responded with a faint smile, feeling more motivated. “Thank you. I'll keep trying hard. I can't give up now.”
Over the next few weeks, Zavier continued training with unwavering dedication. He faced adversity and progress with the same attitude. Every day was an opportunity to improve, and Zavier made the most of every opportunity.
The days passed with a struggle that was not in vain. With great perseverance, Zavier began to feel the results of his effort
Zavier stood up from his chair and walked slowly toward the screen with great interest. The heavy rain and darkness of the night made the image a little blurry, but he could recognize Nayla. She looked very uncomfortable, standing with her body soaked, shivering from the cold. Seeing Nayla's condition, Zavier felt a mixture of worry and confusion.“This really can't be,” Zavier muttered to himself. “Why is she still here in this state?”Without thinking, Zavier decided to open the door. He stepped out, and the heavy rain greeted him. Quickly, he approached Nayla, who did not seem to notice Zavier's arrival due to her extremely uncomfortable condition.“Nayla!” Zavier called out to her in a worried tone, making Nayla turn her head with difficulty.Nayla looked up at Zavier with eyes full of despair. Her body was shivering, and rainwater was running down her hair. “Zavier,” her voice was barely audible in the
Zavier felt angry that the woman sitting in front of him right now was nothing like the woman he had in the past.“You need to change your wet clothes!” Zavier exclaimed, trying to divert the conversation by pulling her into the room.“There are your clothes in the closet, change them!” Zavier exclaimed curtly.Nayla followed in the footsteps of her husband who was not walking fast and was still limping.“Zavier, your leg-”“My leg is fine, you take care of yourself or else you'll get sick and trouble me!”Zavier grabbed a nightgown and threw it to Nayla and pushed her into the bathroom.“Zav, I'm going home-”“Change first!”“But these are sleepwear-”Bam!The bathroom door was closed by Zavier.A moment later, Nayla came out of the bathroom in her nightwear from the past. A nightshirt made of fine silk that she had
Nayla immediately got back into her blanket obediently.Zavier looked at Nayla with determination, but his expression softened slightly. “I know this is hard for you, Nayla. I just want to do what's best for Joen. If you really love him, you will understand that this is the best decision.”Nayla felt anger and sadness mixed up inside her. “How can you say that? I won't let Joen's future be tarnished just because of bad news about me. I'd rather fight for his custody in court than accept money and lose the chance to raise him myself.”“I-I really never did anything with Michael, I-”Zavier sighed and sat back in his chair, seemingly exhausted by this debate. “Then, if you really insist, we'll settle it in court. But I have to say, this isn't just about money or custody. It's about giving Joen the life he deserves without getting into unnecessary trouble.”Nayla stood up carefully, clutching the blanket
The harsh words made Nayla feel that Zavier was disgusted with her. Nayla clenched her fists again and let her body surrender, crushed by Zavier's body.Zavier was checking himself whether he still wanted this woman as his wife or not.Apparently, his feelings were already frozen. He felt no desire to fuck Nayla at all. He just inhaled the scent he longed for until he fell asleep.The sound of Zavier's soft snoring made Nayla feel humiliated. She had imagined an intimate scene that might make him regain his innocence or the idea that they would get back together, become a happy family.However, all that was lost.Not long after, Nayla gently shifted Zavier's body, which was quite heavy for her, to the side of the bed.He was still charming her and she felt so stupid for loving the same man over and over again.Nayla stroked Zavier's cheek as he closed his eyes, tracing the thin mustache that adorned his jaw.“You are so h
Joen looked happy and healthy, showing no signs of the autistic symptoms that had once haunted him. Fernando seemed like a caring brother, and Nayla could sense how important their relationship was to Joen.Zavier stood beside Nayla, watching his ex-wife's reaction. “Look at how the two of them play together. Joen seems very happy here. I believe that he is getting what he needs from this environment. I want her to have the stability and closeness that may be hard to come by in conflicted circumstances.”Nayla swallowed, feeling the weight of the reality she had to face. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she looked painfully at Joen.“She seems happy, Zavier. I can't deny that she has a good environment here. But this doesn't make me feel any better.”Zavier looked at Nayla gently, his eyes looking at her with understanding. “I don't want to make you feel worse. I just want the best for Joen. If he's happy and healthy here, the
Zavier stood beside the table, watching the waiters carefully arrange the plates while occasionally glancing at the wall clock. The man looked very handsome despite holding a walking stick to his right.When he saw Nayla coming out of the room, his face broke into a smile. “Welcome. We're ready for lunch,” he said in a friendly tone.“Thank you, Zavier. This food looks amazing,” Nayla replied as she approached the table. She saw Joen sitting in a chair, his eyes twinkling with unconcealed enthusiasm.“Mama,” Joen called and hugged Nayla longingly.“What took you so long to come?”“Hum, I had some business.”“Let's sit down, we're all hungry, aren't we?” Zavier immediately took Joen by the hand and guided him to sit in the chair next to Fernando.Joen looked a little nervous, probably because of Nayla's presence and the fact that he would be eating with them. Howev
She knew that he had organized this lunch just to show that Joen was very comfortable in the beach house.Zavier wanted Nayla to withdraw without going to court, regarding the custody they were going to argue about.All for Joen's happiness!After a hearty lunch, the maid escorted Joen back to his room as it was time to rest.As the sun began to dip low on the horizon, the sky turned into a mesmerizing palette of orange and pink colors. Nayla was still at Zavier's beach house, soaking in the beauty of the place that now felt like an oasis of calm. After a warm and meaningful lunch, Zavier invited her to enjoy a more special evening.“How about you come home after dinner? We've never had dinner together by the beach,” Zavier said as he slowly walked beside Nayla, accompanying her along the scenic beach.“Hmm, I would love to attend your dinner invitation, Zavier,” Nayla replied with a blissful smile.She wished
Nayla closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the moment. “Thank you, Zavier. I feel so happy tonight.”Nayla hoped that these were not her hallucinations and that she was not dreaming. Worse, she would experience painful memories again after Zavier's goal was achieved.Nayla had to fortify herself, but at this moment, she wanted a dance. Something she had dreamed of in Zavier for a long time.When the song ended, they continued to dance in meaningful silence. Zavier gazed at Nayla with love and appreciation, while Nayla felt a genuine and profound closeness even though her heart still held just as much suspicion.Finally, they stopped dancing and sat by the beach, looking up at the stars in the night sky. Zavier took out a bottle of champagne and gently uncorked it, pouring the drinks into crystal glasses. They toasted once more, celebrating a night filled with warmth, love, and hope for the future.“You have a place in my heart,
After recording enough, she started taking photos. The camera screen on her phone made a “click” sound as it took the photo. It brought Nayla to her senses.Nayla opened her eyes and sat up straight, “who?”Hearing that, the stalker immediately put away his cell phone and planned to run away.Nayla felt uncomfortable and quickly stood up, grabbing a towel to wrap herself up. However, just as she was about to get out of the bathtub, she slipped on the slippery surface.“Aarghh!”Byurrr!Nayla fell back into the bathtub. Her forehead hit the edge of the bathtub.The man immediately turned around when he heard Nayla's scream, even though he was almost at the exit of the house.“Nayla?”He quickly ran back into the bathroom and found Nayla already unconscious from hitting her head on the edge of the bathtub. Dar*h was oozing slightly from Nayla's left forehe
“I thought you said to invite everyone. I also invited Kayla. That Stepmom of yours has two days off, don't you drive the old lady away too. She just wants to see her granddaughter.”Zavier spluttered, he never expected her to come too.“Joen's not her grandson,” Zavier said curtly.“Who is her grandson? She's old, I wish she could enjoy her last moments with her two grandchildren, Fernando and Joen. Don't you want me to accept Joen as my daughter too?”Zavier furrowed his brows at Sefia's emphasized words. He loosened his tie and threw his ass roughly onto the sofa.He was at a loss on how to divorce Sefia. As for Nayla, she didn't expect a divorce either. To Sefia, he felt he owed her a status because he had been with her since childhood.Sefia had been his girlfriend since he was in middle school and he understood Sefia with all her character.Zavier rubbed his own face roughly.Sefia appr
Nayla came to her senses after hearing Mando's emphatic words. She nodded weakly and followed Mando and Chayo obediently out of the luxurious party room.With languid steps, Nayla left the party, feeling a deep heaviness in her heart as she exited Zavier's house. Outside, the rain continued to fall heavily, reflecting her gloomy mood.“How cruel of you, Zavier! I... I'll never forgive you!” screamed Nayla in the rain.Outside, Nayla stood by the roadside with the rain soaking her body, not knowing where to go. She felt disconnected from everything that mattered in her life. Seeing Joen happy by her father and Fernando's side, she felt a huge gaping hole in her life.Nayla bit her lip and refused to be taken home by Cahyo or Mando.Nayla decided to walk, even though there were taxis and buses passing by but because she herself did not know her destination, she just walked straight.She hopes that by taking a rain shower, the rainw
Joen grabbed Fernando's coat sleeve and called out to him in a small voice, “kak Fernando.”“You've seen, haven't you?”Zavier looked at Nayla with a satisfied and triumphant smile. “We'll settle this in court. Now, leave before I call security.”“B-but, she's not yours, Zavier! I gave birth to her!”“You didn't even do anything when I was pregnant and when she was born prematurely, then you-”“That's because you lied to me, Nayla! Why did you never tell me that the child you were carrying was mine, not Michael's?!” Zavier interrupted.“How was I supposed to know who you were sleeping with?!”Nayla felt her heart breaking at Zavier's words, in front of her son, in front of everyone.Nayla felt embarrassed as she watched Joen avert his eyes and follow Fernando, while Zavier stood with an attitude that suggested he had won this battle.&ldq
Nayla suddenly felt her vision blurring and she was nauseous. With quick steps, she ran to the bathroom only to spill all the contents of her stomach.“Are you okay?” asked Cintya with concern.“No problem, I just haven't been eating well lately. Give me some heartburn medicine.”“Okay.”“I have to look healthy at the event tomorrow night, I want to be there as Joen's mother,” said Nayla in front of the mirror that reflected her current wrinkled and withered face.***The atmosphere of Joen's birthday party was very festive. Zavier's house was filled with colorful decorations, balloons, and sparkling lights. Cheerful music echoed throughout the room, and the guests seemed to be enjoying themselves.Joen, who is seven years old, looked very happy surrounded by friends and family. Fernando, with a big smile, looked like a caring big brother as he helped Joen receive the presents and then s
“This is serious, Nayla,” the doctor said in a worried tone. “You really need to rest if you don't want your condition to worsen. Stress and fatigue have aggravated this infection. If you continue to push yourself, you could experience more serious complications.”Nayla felt frustrated. The concert, which was only a month away, seemed increasingly out of reach. “I can't stop practicing, doctor. This is a big opportunity, and I can't let everyone down.”The doctor looked at Nayla with understanding. “I understand how important this concert is to you, but you must also remember that your health comes first. If you continue to push yourself, you might not only damage your health, but it could also hinder your performance in the concert.”After hearing the doctor's advice, Nayla felt even more depressed. Her health deteriorated, and she felt torn between the desire to perform perfectly and the need to take care of her
“Joen is already happy here too.”“I lost!”Nayla couldn't stop cursing herself.She knew that her journey ahead would not be easy, but she felt a little lighter after making the decision to let go. While Zavier returned to the room to join Joen and Fernando, Nayla left the house with steps filled with desolation.With the rain still falling outside, Nayla closed the door to Zavier's house behind her, letting him go with a heart full of feelings.This decision may have been difficult, but she knew that she had to face the future with new hope and continue to fight for Joen's happiness, even if she couldn't be with him every day.Nayla stepped out of Zavier's house, feeling the chill of the morning rain seep into her bones.It was still raining hard, but she didn't care about getting wet. Zavier didn't even offer her breakfast.Her heart was broken, and every step she took felt like a heavy weight draggin
Unexpectedly, Nayla responded with the same reaction, a longing embrace and an unrestricted kiss.They began to wrestle on the bed in a thin state of consciousness.Although Zavier was still conscious and repeatedly tried to restrain himself from swallowing Nayla, he lost control of the charms Nayla had to offer.A smooth body with natural beauty that only he had ever touched and they had never finalized the divorce.Sigh after exhausting sigh they experienced full of burning passion. Occasionally Nayla is the captain and occasionally Zavier takes over.The pouring rain prolonged the rhythm of their play until Nayla couldn't take it anymore. She bit Zavier several times out of anger and love. She was either sober or drunk.“You brat!” she exclaimed as she humped herself on top of Zavier who was exhausted because they had been together for several hours but she wouldn't let go of him as if she was expressing love as well as anger.
Nayla closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the moment. “Thank you, Zavier. I feel so happy tonight.”Nayla hoped that these were not her hallucinations and that she was not dreaming. Worse, she would experience painful memories again after Zavier's goal was achieved.Nayla had to fortify herself, but at this moment, she wanted a dance. Something she had dreamed of in Zavier for a long time.When the song ended, they continued to dance in meaningful silence. Zavier gazed at Nayla with love and appreciation, while Nayla felt a genuine and profound closeness even though her heart still held just as much suspicion.Finally, they stopped dancing and sat by the beach, looking up at the stars in the night sky. Zavier took out a bottle of champagne and gently uncorked it, pouring the drinks into crystal glasses. They toasted once more, celebrating a night filled with warmth, love, and hope for the future.“You have a place in my heart,