He tried to suppress the discomfort, but kept feeling that something was off. Still, Zavier closed his eyes tightly, focusing on his business affairs, while trying to push away thoughts about his deteriorating health.However, the longer the meetings went on, the harder it became for him to ignore the symptoms that troubled him. Every word spoken, every decision made, felt like it was hindered by his increasingly weakening condition.But Zavier persevered, determined to successfully complete the meeting despite facing this unexpected challenge. Seeing his master's face growing paler, Zavier's assistant finally mustered the courage to ask with a worried voice, "Excuse me, Mr. Zavier, are you feeling alright?""You look a bit pale." Zavier, who was busy reviewing several documents at the conference table, was slightly taken aback by the question. He looked at his assistant with a sharp gaze, trying to hide the discomfort that was worsening within him."It's okay," Zavier replied with a
Zavier's assistant, who had previously been silently observing the situation, immediately obeyed Sefia's command with hurried steps. He immediately left the room to carry out the order, leaving Zavier and Sefia in tense silence.Meanwhile, Sefia continued to watch Zavier with deep attention. Although Zavier tried to deny it, Sefia could see through his facade. He knew that Zavier's health could not be ignored, especially during such a tense and intense meeting. "Please, don't let your ego get in the way of making the right decision," Sefia said in a soft yet firm voice."Your health is more important than this meeting."Zavier fell silent for a moment, swayed by Sefia's wise words. Although there was reluctance in his heart, he knew that Sefia was right.He must prioritize his health, especially in times when conditions are not good like this.With hesitant steps, Zavier finally nodded in agreement. "Alright," he finally said in a weak voice."I will follow your advice."When Zavier'
Zavier was indeed unconsciously thinking about Nayla. But Zavier quickly brushed that thought out of his mind. He knew that comparing Sefia and Nayla was unfair, considering the two women had different characters and personalities.Nevertheless, it cannot be denied that Sefia's presence here, in these difficult times, provides him with a bit of relief.Zavier turned his gaze away from Sefia for a moment, letting his mind drift far back into the past. He remembered the sweet moments he shared with Nayla, even though sometimes they were just small moments that didn't feel special.He smiled slightly at the thought of Nayla entering the room with a disheveled face because she had just finished cleaning the house as he had instructed. Then when the woman was covered in soap suds from washing the car. Zavier did it on purpose.In his heart, Zavier hoped that he could find a balance between his professional responsibilities and personal
With trembling steps, Nayla got off the bus and walked towards the gate of the Abraham family's house. She knocked on the iron gate hesitantly, her heart pounding in fear.No words could ease her pain, no answers could she find for why all this happened.With trembling steps, Nayla got off the bus and walked towards the gate of the Abraham family's house. She knocked on the iron gate hesitantly, her heart pounding in fear.A gatekeeper opened a small window and looked at Nayla, "Who are you and who are you looking for?"Nayla swallowed her bitter saliva, she was a Young Mistress who was never recognized by anyone in the Abraham family except her mother-in-law because Zavier had never taken her there at all.Nayla, cautiously, asked the doorman for permission to meet Xander. She spoke in a soft voice, hoping to convince the doorman to give her a chance."Excuse me, I am Nayla, the daughter-in-law of the Abr
Nayla and Xander entered the house, Kayla stayed beside them, watching their steps with a dark heart. She was sure that Nayla's arrival would definitely cause trouble for their family.Without hesitation, Kayla took her phone and immediately opened the reply message from Sefia. She knew she had to inform Sefia about what was happening inside the house."Hey, why aren't you replying?" Kayla typed many messages."The situation here is getting more complicated," Kayla wrote quickly."Nayla is here, and she wants to talk to Xander." We need to act quickly to prevent her from disrupting our plans.It didn't take long for Sefia to respond to Kayla's message. The numerous messages made her phone ring continuously.Sefia frowned as she read the messages."What should I do?" she wrote quickly, the worry clearly visible in her words.Kayla pondered for a moment before replying. "Come here with Zavier," she wrote.
They both walked towards the front door of the house with quick steps, but Zavier maintained his cold demeanor. His sharp gaze reflected his rising anger, and Sefia felt increasingly anxious seeing his facial expression. As soon as they arrived in front of the house door, Zavier knocked on the door hard, letting his anger explode in a way that was unusual for him.He felt he could no longer hold back all his emotions, and when the door opened, he was ready to face whatever awaited him inside the house.Zavier entered the house after Kayla opened the door for him, his steps hurried and his expression still filled with smoldering anger. His cold gaze reflected the tension within him, and his steps were firm as he approached Nayla.Nayla, standing in the middle of the living room with mixed feelings, looked at Zavier with a racing heart. When Zavier approached her, his hand grabbed hers tightly, making Nayla flinch."What do you mean?" Zavier asked in a sharp and demanding tone. His eye
Hearing all the events before him, Xander clutched his chest, which was starting to ache.The man stared intently at Zavier, hoping the wise son would respond to what was his responsibility.Zavier, who was still trying to find the words to respond to Nayla's question, was silenced by Sefia's confession.His eyes shifted between Nayla and Sefia, trying to understand the implications of what Sefia had just revealed.He felt his heart pounding, like a heavy burden pushing him into a difficult decision. A part of him wanted to reject Sefia's confession, to affirm his love for Nayla. But the other part, the deepest one, felt confused and torn between two conflicting feelings.Meanwhile, Sefia still stood there with a face full of satisfaction. Smiling with triumph.She felt pleased to have positioned herself as the winner in this battle, revealing the truth that she believed would benefit herself. However, beh
They both entered the house, accompanied by the sound of rain pattering outside. Although the atmosphere inside the house felt tense and full of uncertainty, at least they felt safe from the storm raging outside.Nayla felt touched by Zavier's protective gesture, but their tranquility was soon disrupted when Zavier's phone rang loudly. They had just entered the house, but an unexpected call from Sefia made the atmosphere tense.Zavier pressed the green button to answer the call."Sefia?" "What happened?" Zavier asked, his voice slightly trembling with the panic that was starting to set in. His hands looked like they were shaking as he held his phone tightly.Nayla also heard bad news over the phone, and her face looked full of worry. "Is something happening to your father?" she asked, trying to catch the conversation. Seeing the gestures shown by Zavier, Nayla guessed that something bad was happening at that moment.Sefia gave a
Bayu led the way to a yacht waiting at the dock. The yacht looked luxurious, glistening in the twilight sun. Wordlessly, Bayu helped Sefia onto the boat, holding her hand tightly, as if he didn't want to let go. The sea breeze gently blew Sefia's hair, making the atmosphere feel even more dramatic.Arriving on the yacht, Bayu immediately instructed the crew to set sail. The ship's engine roared, sending them slowly away from land. They both stood on the deck, the fresh sea breeze blowing against their faces. Bayu occasionally glanced at Sefia who remained silent with unreadable eyes.“You still like the sea, don't you?” Bayu asked, his voice trying to sound light. He hoped his question would break the tense atmosphere between them.Sefia just nodded briefly without turning her head. “What's your plan, Bayu? Take me to the middle of the sea and throw me there?” she asked in a sarcastic tone, trying to hide her growing anxiety.Bayu
Sefia, over Bayu's shoulder, felt humiliated and shamed in public. But even though she tried to keep screaming and struggling, Bayu's strong body gave her no chance to escape. He held back the anger burning in his chest, trying to think about what his next move would be.Meanwhile, Bayu only wanted one thing - to end this drama as soon as possible before things got worse.Sefia was the woman he loved. He would do everything just to calm her down.Arriving at the front of the car, Bayu opened the door with one hand and put the struggling Sefia in.“You bastard! Let me go, I want to wait for Zavier!”Bayu tightened Sefia's seat belt roughly, making Sefia gasp in shock. Behind the car, the reporters were still chasing after her with their cameras flashing, trying to capture every moment. Without thinking, Bayu pulled Sefia close and kissed her hard on the lips. It was a dominating kiss, full of pressure, as if it was a warning.&ldq
Nayla did not back down. She took a deep breath, looking at Sefia with a determined gaze. “We'll see, Sefia. I will never give up. I will protect the people I love, no matter what!” she replied firmly.A nurse immediately exclaimed, “Mrs. Nayla, there are so many reporters filming, this could ruin your reputation.”Nayla paused for a moment to tidy up her messy clothes and hair. “I don't need a reputation anymore when the man who loves me is risking his life just because of the heinous deeds of the scheming woman who became his second wife by various means!”The reporters drew closer, trying to catch every word and movement, while the security guards finally managed to separate them.“You should divorce Zavier and give him back to me, the legal wife he never divorced!” Nayla shot a glare at Sefia as she spoke her words clearly for the reporters to witness and take notes.Still trembling with rage, Nay
Outside the taxi door, Nayla clutched her bag tightly, trying to calm her racing heart. “Wait for me, Zavier,” she whispered, determination shining in her eyes. “I will come back to you. And this time, I won't let anyone separate us.”Nayla took a step away from the taxi and ran towards the entrance.“Why did you come back?” a reporter asked.“Do you still want to continue the fight with Ms. Sefia?”“Madam, please give us information!”“How is Mr. Zavier doing?”“Is he going to die?”The last question Nayla heard, made her stop her steps and turn her head, looking at the reporter who had asked earlier.Nayla felt uncomfortable with the mini microphone being thrust at her. News-hungry reporters would want all the information they could get.“She will recover! She won't die!” Nayla exclaimed, ”and you can start recording.
“Then believe what you want to believe,” Sefia cut in sharply. “But look at the reality. Maybe it's time for you to go and leave all this behind.”“What else do you want to make clear? I feel like you guys are just wasting your time!”Sefia's words were like daggers piercing into Nayla's heart. Nayla felt her legs give way, her body wavering.Sefia knew that she had succeeded in shaking Nayla's confidence. She smiled triumphantly as Nayla turned around slowly, her face looking blank and heartbroken.Nayla sat listlessly with her eyes full, staring blankly at the closed surgery door.A few moments of silence that seemed eternal and with heavy steps, Nayla stood up. Wordlessly, she began to walk away. Each step felt harder and harder, as if a weight was pulling her back. But Sefia's voice kept ringing in her head. That cunning and poisonous whisper, which claimed that Zavier, the man she loved, might have actually planned th
A few minutes of eternal silence made it seem as if they were in a different world.Bayu decided to step a little further away from them and took out a cigarette and lit it. Smoke billowed from his thin lips.Bayu looked up, seeing the smoke dancing before him as if it could explain the meaning of his being there and waiting for Zavier's news, or waiting for his death?Sefia looked at Bayu who looked masculine as a man without flaws. His good looks and masculinity were only surpassed by Zavier's because they were born into families of different statuses.Bayu was just the son of an ordinary clerk, while Zavier was already born into a conglomerate family.Sefia suddenly remembered a photo sent by Bayu a few days ago. In the photo, Zavier was seen on the stage ceiling, checking the spotlights before the concert began. A cunning idea crossed her mind, and without thinking, she approached Bayu who was smoking in the corner of the hospital.&ld
“She's happy with me, with us. Fernando and Joen too. You... you're not needed!” Sefia exclaimed.Nayla swallowed, trying to hold back the emotions that were beginning to boil inside her. “You know nothing about us, Sefia,” she said in a cold tone. “I love Zavier with all my soul, and I know he loves me too. Love isn't just about being happy, it's also about fighting through the storms together.”Sefia snorted, staring at Nayla with uncontrollable anger. “Fighting together? Or are you just forcing her to fight alone?!” She pointed a finger at Nayla, her voice full of accusation.“You're selfish, Nayla! You only want to keep her for yourself, even if it means she has to get hurt.”Nayla felt the heat on her cheeks, but she did not back down. “I'm here because I love her, Sefia. Not because I want to make him suffer.”“If you love him,” Sefia replied in a trembl
He could no longer restrain himself. “Bayu, I need to know how he is!” she said in a slightly trembling voice.Bayu let out a long breath. “Sefia, you're not strong yet,” he replied gently but firmly. “I understand, you're worried. But you have to recover first.”However, Sefia didn't want to listen. “I'll call the hospital,” she said as she reached for her cell phone. Her hands were shaking slightly, indicating how strong her emotions were at the moment.After a few dial tones, the phone was picked up by a nurse. “Hello, this is the hospital's surgical unit. How can we help you?” the voice on the other side sounded formal.Sefia took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. “I'm Sefia, the family of Zavier who is in surgery. I would like to know how he is doing.”The nurse was silent for a moment before replying, “The surgery is still ongoing, Ms. Sefia. His condition
“I've failed twice already, being tricked by Sefia and this time, I have to be by her side every second!”“I don't want Zavier to wake up and Sefia to reappear and all these misunderstandings to get even more complicated!”Mando just nodded slowly, understanding Nayla's persistence. “In that case, I'll stay here with you. At least you won't be waiting alone,” she said as she stood beside Nayla.Time passed slowly, minutes felt like hours. The tension was heightened when a doctor came out of the operating room for the second time, wearing a mask and a green uniform full of seriousness. Nayla rushed over, her face filled with anxiety.“Doctor, how is she?” Nayla asked quickly, her voice soft but hopeful.The doctor took a deep breath before answering. “Her condition is still critical, Ms. Nayla. We've done the main procedure to stop the bleeding, but we have to wait and see how his body responds. This is a