Semua Bab Entwined With Karma : Bab 111 - Bab 120

Jason’s day began in silence. The soft shadows painted his bedroom walls as the gentle morning sun's golden rays filtered through his curtains. After blinking a few times, he let his eyes adapt before straightening up. He let out a quiet exhale while running his hand across his face, gradually waking up in the quietness of the room. Bending down, he grabbed the glass of water on the little table next to his bed, drinking a few calming sips to relieve his parched throat. Placing the glass aside, he reclined, allowing the quietness of the early morning to engulf him. For a brief period of time, the burdens of the day had not fully impacted him yet, and he was enjoying the peace and openness that he had rarely experienced recently. But routine called, and he soon stood, moving toward the bathroom to start his day.The hot water from the shower fully awakened him, removing any remaining hints of sleep. He took his time, running his fingers through his hair, shutting his eyes while the wa

After the door closed with a click, Jason sank into his seat and gazed emptily at the scattered papers on his desk. The typically consistent pace of work, a safe haven he could consistently depend on, now seemed unfamiliar, spoiled by the discussion that had just occurred. He couldn't stop thinking about Isabella's threats, with each word causing more pain and increasing the anger inside him. He took a deep breath before opening his phone to see Kendall's name illuminated on the screen as he scrolled through recent messages. Her response from earlier was simple, cheerful, but it hit him harder than he’d expected: *Miss you too. Can’t wait to see you tonight.*He paused, fingers poised over the keyboard, before quickly typing a message. *Awaiting the hours,* he responded nervously, feeling his heart race as he sent it. The hollow words were said in a desperate attempt to reassure her, and maybe himself, that everything was okay. That he could keep this under control.However, as he pu

Every footfall he made along the peaceful corridor weighed more than the previous one, showing the heavy load he now bore. Upon his return to his office, the fading light of the late afternoon created shadows on his desk, providing a moment of peace as he briefly ignored all that had happened. However, when he gazed at the stack of papers in front of him, he could hardly process the content written on them. His thoughts were too loud, drowning out the text with echoes of Isabella's voice and the threat veiled behind her sickly-sweet tone.Pushing back his frustration, he forced himself to focus, skimming through figures and contracts, initialing where necessary, his hand moving in practiced motions. Isabella’s claims echoed in the back of his mind, her accusations mixing with the slight pang of guilt he felt when he thought of Kendall.After an hour of numbing paperwork, Jason leaned back, his hand rubbing his temple as he tried to shake off the fatigue settling into his bones. He g

Jason spent his day with a calm determination, focused on one goal - having a relaxing evening with Kendall, free from the burdens of their everyday responsibilities. Upon exiting work, he took a short diversion to an elegant store, selecting a dress he believed would complement her well, one that would make her feel valued and beautiful. The dress was simple but elegant, a soft blue that would accentuate her shape and subtly display the tiny baby bump she was pregnant with. This evening, he wanted her to feel valued, free from the burdens that usually surrounded them.When he arrived home, Jason found Kendall in the living room, nestled with a book. She looked up at him, her eyes showing curiosity, as he handed her the meticulously wrapped dress. "Jason, what is this?" she inquired, a slight smile playing at the corners of her mouth while she accepted the package. "Something I thought you might enjoy," he answered with a smile. Tonight we have an invitation, and I thought you might

Felicia walked back and forth in the small office, with each footstep making a soft echo against the cold, sterile walls. The faint light created shadows that twirled around her, mirroring her increasing irritation. Feeling trapped and pressured, she was now left with only one possible escape route. Her eyes were focused on Doctor Sophia as she spoke in a low but determined voice, every word filled with urgency and determination. "She insisted to Sophia that she needed additional funds, her voice cutting through the quiet like a sharp object." "This cannot be negotiated." Sophia reclined against her desk, with her arms defensively crossed over her chest. Despite her calm expression, there was a hint of concern in her eyes, a subtle sign of tension. Felicia, I have already provided you with all that I am able to give. The budget is tight, and—”“Tight?” Felicia cut her off, her voice raising a fraction, just enough to convey her disbelief. She took a step closer, her eyes blazing. “Y