A moment later, the sound of a knock on the door broke Nayla's reverie. The woman hurriedly wiped her cheeks and then stepped forward to open the door. The Head Servant, along with two other servants behind her, bowed their heads respectfully. "We are delivering the food you ordered, Ma'am," said Marta politely."Come in." A trolley filled with food was brought in and served on the coffee table inside the luxurious room. Nayla was not interested in the food that was served. She was more interested in looking at other photos scrolling through the photo gallery on Zavier's laptop."Close the door when you leave," Nayla said.Just as the door closed, Zavier came out of the bathroom, smelling good and with a towel wrapped around his waist."What are you looking at?" Zavier asked, then hurriedly approached his laptop."You two are so intimate," Nayla said in a melancholic tone. Her swollen eyes glanced at Zavier's chiseled abs, which were standing in front of her at that moment. The ma
But, the presence of Zavier and the unspoken warmth between them always managed to dispel that doubt. With a pounding heart, Nayla quickly prepared to attend the dinner event with her husband.Nayla held the beautiful dress in her hands, feeling the soft fabric touch her fingers. The dress had an elegant cut, with sparkling sequins that added a touch of luxury. When she wore it, the dress glided gently over her body, perfectly adjusting to every curve. The white color made her look elegant and enchanting.Zavier couldn't stop staring at Nayla in awe as she stepped out of the bathroom and stood before him, showcasing her stunning beauty."She really is so beautiful," he murmured to himself in admiration, his eyes unable to look away from his wife's natural beauty, but he didn't want to show his reaction. A smile appeared on the face of the cold man, then he went to put on his tuxedo with an indifferent attitude.Nayla smiled shyly, feeling warm from the mysterious gaze of her seeming
The red box contained a diamond ring, and Sefia immediately grabbed it and opened the box. "The diamond is so small!" Sefia exclaimed with a pout, then glanced at the diamond necklace Nayla was wearing."Zavier! You're unfair!" Sefia whined, playfully linking her arm with Zavier's and nudging Nayla slightly to make room for them."Ahh," Nayla screamed as she almost fell. She was wearing high heels that made her steps a bit awkward.However, Sefia did not accept Nayla's attitude and felt that the woman was just pretending."Ah, you're too careless," she said with a sarcastic tone, "I didn't know you were coming." Zavier never mentioned you."Sefia cast a disdainful glance at Nayla, "that outfit really doesn't match the necklace around your neck."Nayla felt a bit offended by Sefia's words, but she tried to remain calm. "Forgive me, Sefia.""This is a surprise from Zavier for me," she said softly while holding the diamond necklace that was draped around her neck.However, Sefia only sh
The screams of surprise from Nayla and Sefia echoed simultaneously, and chaos filled the room as the red liquid spread, an astonishing and unexpected sight.Nayla stood in her place, frozen, watching her beautiful white dress stained by red wine."What are you doing, Sefia?" she shouted with a trembling voice, trying to overcome her confusion.Sefia, with a sly smile on her face, grinned at Nayla with a look of satisfaction."Nayla, you pushed me on purpose," he said with a trembling voice, trying to maintain his facade.However, Nayla saw through the facade."Hey! You bumped into me and you did this on purpose!" she shouted sharply, her eyes radiating uncontrollable anger and disappointment.In the midst of the crowd, Zavier heard the commotion and rushed towards them. His eyes radiated concern as he saw Nayla drenched and Sefia standing there with a cold expression on her face. "What happened here?" he asked with a worried voice.Nayla tried to explain with a breathless voice, tryin
Although his heart was uneasy about leaving Nayla alone, he felt that he had no other choice. He felt responsible for Sefia, regardless of what actually happened at the party.Zavier drove his own car without a driver back to the hotel. The event is over, and the guests are no longer in sight.With hurried steps, Zavier entered the hotel room where Sefia was staying and rang the bell. Moments later, the door opened, and Kayla stood before Zavier with an unfriendly expression."Now, you will take good care of her." I will go and accompany your father. She feels guilty about the spilled wine and thinks her birthday party has become unpleasant," she said while putting on her shoes."Mom wonders, why did you have to bring that cunning woman to your lover's party? And let them clash because of jealousy?" Kayla shook her head and then left.Zavier let out a heavy sigh as he stepped into the luxurious pr
Nayla furrowed her brow and held her bent knee on the luxurious bed. However, she still didn't dare to chatter too much with Michael."Oh right, Michael. I almost forgot to ask about my sister, how is she doing?""Oh, it's no problem, she just needs to undergo dialysis more regularly, it seems she missed a day, that's why she got dizzy and fainted," Michael explained."I took her home last night, she didn't need to stay overnight at hospital," Michael continued.Nayla breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing all that, feeling a bit guilty for not being there."Sorry for bothering you last night," Nayla continued."No problem, Nayla." "You know, I want to do my best as a friend." Michael replied firmly."Thank you," Nayla responded."See you tomorrow, okay?" Nayla's voice sounded soft, and the woman deliberately yawned, "it turns out I'm already sleepy.""See you tomorrow, Nayla.""Dream about me, u
The emergency service officer gave Nayla quick and clear instructions, which she tried to follow while remaining calm.She tried every way to lower Zavier's body temperature and reduce his agitation, while continuing to hold his hand tightly, trying to provide warmth and support.While waiting for help to arrive, Nayla couldn't hide her worry. Her mind was filled with questions about what might have happened to Zavier.Nayla immediately called the servant in to help her. Nayla lifted Zavier's wet clothes from the floor in astonishment. The fabric felt cold and heavy in her hands, causing a sense of worry to creep within her."Why his clothes wet?" she asked the servant with a worried voice, her eyes searching for a satisfactory answer.The servant furrowed his brow for a moment, trying to recall what happened last night."Forgive me, Ma'am." Last night it rained heavily, could the Sir have returned in the
Since that moment, Zavier often vented his anger in various ways, including forcing them to engage in marital relations. Although since that time, Zavier always comes home every day. Unlike before. Zavier always comes home even though he has a lot of work, and Nayla thinks it's all a step in the right direction. Like last night, the man still came home despite the heavy rain and he was also drunk.A little while later, the doctor arrived at their house with a nurse, carrying a doctor's bag filled with medical supplies.Nayla immediately took the doctor to the room where Zavier was lying, watching anxiously every movement the doctor made as he examined her husband.The doctor carefully checked Zavier's body temperature, examined his blood pressure, and noted all visible symptoms. After completing his examination, he took some infusion injections and medication from his bag."His condition is indeed a bit serious,
***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