Nayla quickly ran to her room and threw herself onto the bed. Covered her hot face with a pillow and snuggled into the blanket.
Crying without understanding why she was crying. Something was missing from her, but she didn't know what it was. She just felt broken and strange in the place she was in right now, yet unable to explain anything.
She missed someone or something, but she didn't know what it was. It was a feeling that shook him so badly that he cried until he wailed in his room.
Bram could only stand at the door with the same heartbreak. His hands were shaking violently. He wanted so badly to turn the door knob and rush in to hug Nayla, but he knew that it would only make her even more depressed.
Bram closed his eyes and held his own hands, took a deep breath and decided to stand at the door until the sound of Nayla's crying subsided.
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Sefia lay on the patient bed with her face almost completely wrapped in bandages, her feelings w
The doctor stared at her for a moment, trying to find the right words. “There might be a way to contact your family or close friends. Maybe they can help, or you can try to contact the bank to resolve this issue.”Sefia closed her eyes, trying not to feel the growing emotional burden. “I don't want to contact my family. They don't understand this decision. They always think I'm stupid for wanting to do this surgery.”“I understand,” the doctor said gently. “But we need a quick solution. The implant inside your nose will also have to be removed if you can't pay.”“What?!” Sefia let out a deep breath. “Zavier! I thought he would support me. But he blocked me instead. This is so unfair!”“Are there any close friends you can call? Anyone who can help in this situation?” asked the doctor, looking at Sefia seriously.“No! Everyone thinks I'm crazy for doing this. I
“What deal are you referring to, Mrs. Sefia?”Sefia snorted then said, “stop pretending! I'm in trouble right now. Zavier maxed out my credit card and I have to have plastic surgery right now!”Bram laughed, and the laughter was painful to Sefia's ears. “Oh, that's your problem. I'm already happy enough having Nayla. Right now, that woman can't remember anything except me as her husband.”“What do you mean, why can't she remember? What have you done to her?” Sefia could not contain her anger and despair. She felt as if her world was collapsing because she was too stupid to hand Nayla over to a man with no humanity like Bram.“Ah, that's just a small problem. Nayla has a bit of amnesia. She doesn't remember anyone, except me. And I have no intention of letting her go,” Bram replied in a very casual tone, as if talking about the weather.“I can't believe this. You have to let her go, B
Moments later, Sefia cried out in excitement when the noNaylal of two billion was displayed on her phone screen, indicating that the money had been sent by Bram.“Doctor! Doctor! We can proceed with the surgery!” Sefia exclaimed with excitement.Moments later, the doctor and the medics were ready to resume the operation. Sefia stared at the ceiling, trying to calm herself down. She knew her journey wasn't over yet, but at least now she wasn't alone.There was Doctor Bram who would be the source of funds for her treatment costs.“As long as Zavier hasn't gotten any facts, then I will prepare myself well and become Nayla... for him!”***Five hours seemed like a long time for a plastic surgery that required medical professionals.Sefia woke up with heavy breathing, her vision blurred behind the bandages wrapped around her face. Pain radiated from her cheekbone to her jaw, like thousands of needles stabbing all ov
The doctor nodded and stood up, preparing himself to leave. “I will check on you again in a few days. For now, keep resting. If there's anything you need, call the nurse.”Sefia gave a small nod. In her heart she said, “I paid a lot of money and he's still so arrogant!”After the doctor left the room, Sefia lay alone. Her hands were still touching the bandages wrapped around her face, trying to feel her new face underneath the thick layers. She knew everything would change, but fear was slowly creeping into her mind.“Shhh,” she hissed through the pain. “Am I really ready for this?” she asked herself. However, she shook off the thought quickly. “I have to be ready. I have to be Nayla.”The days passed slowly for Sefia. Every morning, she woke up with the same pain. Every time she looked in the mirror, she saw only the reflection of the bandages covering her face. However, the hope of seeing a new
The doctor stood beside her, the nurse carefully began to remove layer after layer of bandages that had been covering her face.Each layer that came off made Sefia more agitated. Her breathing became heavier, cold sweat ran down her forehead. She stared at the mirror that still reflected a faint image of herself, while trying to hold back the rising hope.The last bandage was removed.Meanwhile, the doctor smiled smugly with a face full of pride in his achievement and his work that was considered perfect.Sefia blinked, staring at her reflection in the mirror. She observed the face that was now staring back at her. At first glance, she could not recognize who was in the mirror. Holding her cheeks with trembling hands. “I-this...”But then, he realized-it was Nayla's face. Every detail, from the high cheekbones to the sharp jawline, everything was exactly as it was in the photo.Sefia froze, feeling the world around her stop for a
“Let Zavier smell her and then realize her rottenness. That woman is just looking for trouble and I'm just paving the way for her useless scheme.”The conversation was interrupted when Nayla was disturbed and woke up from her sleep.“Are you awake, darling?”Nayla rubbed her eyes and yawned, “Who were you talking to?”“Just a not so important coworker, are you hungry?” asked Bram gently. Nayla shook her head and snuggled back into the blanket.He stayed by her side all night and was about to hold her until morning.As his hands began to wander, Nayla immediately shook her head softly, “No...”“I want to paint...”Bram looked at her deeply, “Painting? It's the middle of the night and you want to paint?”Nayla nodded her head, “yes. I just had some inspiration.”“But it's the middle of the night and I'm so sleepy,&r
Sefia quickly threw all the boxes on the floor. The nurse who saw it smiled slightly and said, “all the patients always have dinner with Doctor Siberu and nothing major happens. We've all had dinner with the kind doctor too.”The nurse immediately picked up the dress and jewelry that were thrown on the floor. “You are not a beauty like the face attached to you. But refusing the Doctor's offer, only makes that face not last long.”After saying her sentence, the nurse immediately left Sefia's room. “Hey, what do you mean?” But the question was no longer answered by the nurse who had already passed from there.“What the hell does she mean?”Without caring about the dinner invitation, Sefia quickly got up and organized all her clothes into a suitcase.“If Sefia wants to go home, then no one can stop her! I've already paid all the
With a deep breath, Sefia gathered what was left of her strength and stepped towards the door. Every movement felt heavy, but she tried to look graceful. Her face might be scarred, but no one would see that tonight.She had to endure a dinner with the Doctor who would probably devour her as well, but she had to be prepared to risk the path she had chosen in having this perfect face.When she arrived in front of the hospital, a luxury car was waiting. The driver opened the door, and without saying a word, Sefia stepped into the car.The car slowly drove her to the dinner venue that awaited her.During the hour-long journey that seemed like an eternity, Sefia just stared blankly out the glass window at the Korean city with its skyscrapers and twinkling lights along the streets.Sefia froze for a moment as the car stopped in front of a luxurious mansion that stood majestically, more
“This is an anti-depressant drug, it is not a dangerous drug, but if it is not used in accordance with the doctor's recommendations, it may be harmful.”The words of the pharmacist Sara met made her daydream while choosing an apple.Once again Sara took out the pill bottle from her pocket and read the recommendations for use.“This should only be taken once a day while Madam takes two pills and three times a day. This is excessive. Doctor Bram...”“I have to act!” exclaimed Sarah and stuffed some apples into her grocery bag. As she turned her body, she accidentally bumped into a girl.The girl was Joen and Sara felt she knew her. The apples they were holding fell and rolled on the floor.“Ouch, sorry, Tante.” Joen immediately helped pick up the fallen apples.Recognizing him, Sara immediatel
“I-I don't know yet, ma'am. I think so, since your faces are exactly the same.”Nayla looked at the sheet of photos she had gotten on the maid's cell phone. There was nothing the maid could do but record and take photos from the television that was bordered by the shop's glass.“This man...” Nayla stroked the picture of Zavier with a feeling she didn't know she had. “Who is he?” Nayla asked.The little waitress who did not get any information simply shook her head. “Apparently, that man is her husband.”Nayla immediately knelt before the little maid, “please, please help me find information. Is that my sister? Or my brother?”The maid stepped back slightly in fear, her employer's change of attitude from her earlier firmness confused and sympathized with her.“Madam, I'll go find out more,
The woman he called Nayla-or at least, that's what he believed-turned to look at him. A gentle smile was painted on her face, but there was something different in those slightly brownish eyes. Although Zavier did not realize it, that woman was Sefia, who had taken Nayla's face through careful manipulation.Sefia, whose height was camouflaged by wearing high heels, smiled meaningfully.“Let's go home,” the woman replied as she took Joen's hand on the left and Fernando's on the right with a triumphant smile.She walked towards Zavier, with light steps that looked graceful and calm. Her long hair glistened in the lights, swaying with her every movement, just as Zavier remembered Nayla. An apron still clung to her body and her face still had a trace of chocolate.As they got closer, Sefia-who was wearing Nayla's face-trotted over to Zavier, let go of Joen and Fernando's hands, and suddenly hu
The servant who came in with porridge in hand was suddenly startled to see the art room in disarray. She quickly placed the porridge beside the table then knelt down and hugged the legs of Nayla who was crying hysterically.“Madam, are you angry? This is the reason why Master forbade you from entering the art room. If you find out that I brought you into this room, then I will definitely receive punishment.”Nayla turned around, looking at the maid who was crying and kneeling at her feet.“Why, I'm not a painter, am I?” she asked in a high voice.Slowly, the maid nodded her head. Her cheeks were still wet with tears of fear.“Who am I? Tell me!” Nayla strangled the innocent maid.“Let go, ma'am, it...hurts!”Nayla realized what she was doing and quickly released her hands.
“Memory eraser...” repeated Nayla, but she hurriedly closed her eyes again when she heard the shower turn off, a sign that he would be out in a moment.Moments later, Bram came out of the bathroom with his hair still wet. Nayla stole a glance with her eyes half closed.The man who claimed to be her husband didn't look bad, in fact, his body was very good and looked athletic. The muscle lines and curves in his stomach didn't stop Nayla from stealing glances.“Who are you?” muttered Nayla to herself, ”why do I feel like I've seen similar curves but not yours? Why do I feel so strange?”Nayla quickly closed her eyes when she saw Bram's shadow approaching the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and stroked Nayla's front hair once more before planting a kiss on her forehead once more with great tenderness, “Go to sleep, darling. I'm going to the hospital.”
No one knew that Zavier was already in the neighborhood, but he was still busy contacting people at the school to move the venue. The location on the basketball court would make it difficult for them to swap out the chocolate cakes.Zavier admitted that he did not have the quality to make chocolate cakes. The grown man never even glanced at the cake he was eating because there was no stock value in it.Suddenly Mando ran up to Zavier's wheelchair, “T-Master...”Zavier threw his head back in disappointment. His face reddened, still holding the cell phone in his hand, he had no power to move the cooking competition. The reason from the organizer was that the event had been going on since morning and it would take too much time to move the event.“T-Master,” Mando called out in a breathless manner.“Say it!”“Sir, there'
The girl immediately ran out, but a moment later she turned around and gave Zavier a hug and a small kiss on the forehead, “thank you, Papa.”After Joen's departure, Zavier looked at Mando, “what are you waiting for?”Mando looked at his employer with a serious expression and raised both hands in a sign of not understanding, “Sorry, sir. I don't know how to make chocolate cake either.”“So what are you waiting for? Let's go to the kitchen and find out. My servants are many and one of them can teach me, right?”The two of them headed to the kitchen, and Zavier started everything he had to learn on the spur of the moment.Mando watched the chaos and chuckled at the sight of a CEO who was feared by many business competitors struggling with various baking tools. There was even a lot of flour and leftover chocolate on that handsome face,
Her hands began to rub her skin roughly, as if to erase every sign left from that night. Every time his hands brushed her skin, the urge to remove the disgust grew stronger.“Why me?” she muttered in a hateful tone, tears slowly welling up in her eyes.“Because of this face, I'm forced to serve disgusting men. All because of Nayla!”Sefia went even crazier, rubbing her skin until it was red, even blistered. The water in the shower ran with the remaining soap suds, but it wasn't enough.The hickey marks seemed to stick there, a painful reminder of the humiliation she had endured.“Aarghhh!” cried Sefia in frustration.“I shouldn't have gotten caught up in all this,” she said in a voice that was getting louder, as if convincing herself. “Nayla should be the one to endure this, not me!”
Doctor Siberu stopped his steps and simply shook his head, still with that horribly calm look. “You don't want to do that, Sefia. Trust me. Things are going to get worse for you.”His words caught in Sefia's throat. The unspoken threat made her ponder for a moment. What did the mad doctor mean? Did he have something bigger on his hands?She backed away further, avoiding Doctor Siberu as if his very existence was poison. “You won't get away with it,” he muttered, his voice low but clear.Doctor Siberu chuckled again, colder this time. “Sefia, the world is not black and white. Sometimes, we have to do things we never imagined before... to survive.”Sefia rounded her clear eyes, staring at him with a piercing look of hatred. “What do you mean?”Doctor Siberu approached, and for the first time Jean could feel the dark aura surrounding t