They both started sweating profusely and couldn't sit still. They were racking their brains, trying to remember what they had consumed earlier, attempting to figure out what could be causing the discomfort they were feeling."Maybe it was the drink that kid offered outside the motel earlier?" Nayla suggested, her expression thoughtful.Michael nodded, trying to remember. "Yes, maybe that," he replied, recalling the purchase of a drink from the little boy in the middle of the road on the way to the motel earlier."Maybe that drink contains something stimulating ..."However, before Michael could discuss further, he felt increasingly uncomfortable in the sensitive area that had already started reacting. He felt short of breath and his head started to spin.With eyes full of desire and breath that made him pant, he looked at Nayla, who also appeared increasingly restless with sweat dripping, and the woman looked uncomfortable with her body's condition
Sefia's words were like an unexpected blow to Zavier. His face paled, his eyes searching for an answer from Sefia who stood before him."What did you say?" "Don't accuse my wife without evidence!" Zavier urged with a trembling voice, but full of uncontrollable anger.Sefia paused for a moment, realizing that her words had triggered an emotional outburst from Zavier. However, she remained steadfast in her stance. "You want proof?" he said firmly.Okay!!!Without waiting for Zavier's answer, Sefia immediately took out her phone and showed the photos that Kayla had sent earlier.The photos show Nayla with Michael, depicting tender moments between them.Zavier was shocked!Zavier's anger reaction was getting worse. His eyes bulged. He felt like the world around him was collapsing in an instant. "Where did this photo come from?" Where are they now?" she asked with a trembling voice, her eyes fixed on the phone w
However, before he could open the car door, Sefia caught up from behind, her hand pulling Zavier's arm with desperation."Zav, wait!" We have to think first, you can't drive the car in this condition!" Sefia exclaimed with an almost desperate voice.But Zavier did not listen. His mind was fixated on the need to find Nayla, and he couldn't let that opportunity slip away.Roughly, he swatted Sefia's hand away and got into the car."Sefia, I want concrete proof with my own eyes," Zavier replied without turning.Sefia saw Zavier's hard and focused expression, she knew she wouldn't be able to stop him.Brmmmm ...The sound of the gas pedal being pressed hard could be heard, and Zavier's car sped away quickly from Sefia's house.With a heavy heart, she realized that she couldn't let Zavier go alone. Although she felt scared and anxious, she knew she had to protect the man she loved.Without
Zavier shook his head, trying to understand this complicated situation. "I don't know." "But we need to find out, Kayla's accusation might not be true," he said firmly.All the statements filled Zavier and Sefia's minds as they stood at the threshold, trying to understand this complicated situation.Suddenly, Nayla rolled over in her bed, her eyes slowly opening. She fumbled around her surroundings, still half-conscious."Nayla..." Zavier whispered gently, his steps approaching the bed. There was no longer any trace of anger behind the man's cold face as he saw his wife looking exhausted.Nayla stretched slightly, observing the presence of Zavier and Sefia with a sense of wonder."How did you end up sharing a room here?" What happened?" Zavier asked gently.Nayla rubbed her eyes, trying to understand the situation that was happening. She felt confused, but tried to focus as she noticed Zavier and Sefia's presence in t
Nayla idly played with and moved her toes to pass the nearly hour-long boring journey.Not long after, a car entered their yard. Nayla prepared to get out by unfastening the seatbelt that crossed her body."Wait a moment." Zavier's voice faded as the man got out of the car and walked towards the other side of the car door.Unexpectedly, Zavier did not let Nayla walk by herself, entering the house as soon as they arrived. On the contrary, he gently carried her from the car and brought her into the house, heading to their room.Nayla felt a bit surprised by Zavier's unusual treatment, but in her heart, she felt warm and touched by her husband's attention and tenderness. She felt like there was a glimmer of hope illuminating the darkness that had enveloped her mind.Zavier gently placed Nayla on the bed, ensuring that she was comfortable before he moved away from her side. "Sleep," Zavier whispered softly, his eyes filled with unusual tenderness.
Seeing Nayla's condition, who desired a release, Zavier smiled. They are a legitimate husband and wife.Of course, he would be more than happy to help Nayla release the excitement that had built up due to the medication that had made her irritable.Zavier immediately welcomed Nayla's blooming lips and gave her a gentle kiss. Nayla quickly responded, grabbing as much of the moment as she could to satisfy her desire that her mind couldn't comprehend at the moment.Watching how the woman who had been his wife for the past two years acted on top of him and took the helm in their bed, Zavier felt very special. He thoroughly enjoyed every maneuver given by his wife.Previously, Nayla always looked like a statue under Zavier's grip. Tonight feels so warm and fiery because the two of them are engaging in a passionate scene they have never experienced before.After hours had passed, Nayla slumped weakly with sweat soaking her back."I-I, I'm so tired
Nayla woke up on a bright morning, reminded of the important audition awaiting her today. With a heart full of enthusiasm, she reached for Zavier's hand, still asleep, and gently woke him up."Zav, I'm sorry I have to wake up earlier today," Nayla whispered gently, trying not to disturb her husband's sleep too much.Zavier stretched and opened his eyes lazily. "Hmm? "What happened?" he asked in a sleepy voice."I have an audition this morning, Zav," Nayla explained with a smile. "I'm going out for a bit."Zavier, still half-conscious, nodded in understanding, even though in his mind, he thought that Nayla had gone grocery shopping like before. "Okay, dear." "Don't forget to buy bread at the store across the street," he said, before falling back asleep on the pillow.Nayla smiled slightly upon hearing it, gently kissed her husband's forehead before getting out of bed. She quickly put on the clothes she had prepared earlier and go
Zavier was surprised to see Sefia and the food she brought. "Sefia!" How did you get in?Seeing Sefia also bringing her favorite bread and chicken soto, Zavier immediately said, "You saved my life!" he exclaimed enthusiastically.Sefia just laughed at Zavier's reaction. "Of course, who else but your best ex-lover?" he said while sitting next to Zavier and placing the food on the table.Zavier thanked her while starting to enjoy the food that Sefia had brought. Although still feeling a bit anxious because he couldn't contact Nayla, Sefia's presence and her food made him feel better."Where is Nayla?" "I tried to call her, but her phone was off," Sefia asked. It was obvious that she was just pretending to ask.Zavier fell silent, and his face looked indifferent.Sefia smiled and said, "Maybe he's busy with something." Don't worry too much. The important thing now is, you have to eat first!Zavier nodded in ag
***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