All Chapters of Unrequited Love: I want a divorce from you!: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Nadira stood frozen in front of the door, holding the door frame on the opposite side as if wanting to give strength to her older sister, but seeing her sister was fine, the girl chose to comply and returned to her bedroom. "Tomorrow morning I have to undergo dialysis," she murmured, then tried to sleep. Meanwhile, Nayla chose to sleep in the living room, taking an extra pillow and relying on a blanket to fend off the cold of the night in Bogor. Zavier's body is tall, standing at 185 cm. The small bed can only accommodate him, and even then, his feet will be hanging off the edge. The sound of mosquitoes buzzing in Nayla's ears forced the woman to keep her eyes open until the sun shone through the curtains covering the glass window of the simple house. Nayla sat on the sofa chair with panda-like eyes. Yawning repeatedly before finally deciding to make fried rice so that Nadira wou

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "You are dressed formally and look stiff with your overly neat appearance.""...Then the document you are holding, I can guess, is a job application letter, right?"Nayla looked at her own clothes and the documents she was carrying. The mother's view was indeed correct.Nayla looked at the woman more closely. However, the woman spoke again."A bright day to apply for a job, isn't it?"Nayla smiled politely. "Yes, indeed bright. Are you also heading to work?"The woman nodded. "Actually, I have a small business that needs help. And I thought, you might be the right person for the job."Nayla was surprised and felt excited. "Oh, really?" What is the job?"A small job with a fairly attractive salary, in the sales department and also handling administration," the woman replied while looking seriously at Nayla."It seems like you're the right person. I'm impressed by your polite appearance," she continued."Really?" Nayla straightened her back and sat

Meanwhile, Zavier just woke up and enjoyed the fried rice that he might have never appreciated before. With a message accompanied by a smiley emoji. Nayla indeed has a unique habit of leaving little notes. The smiley emoji formed a line of lips on Zavier's face. The man smiled slightly while enjoying the fried rice that tasted just right on his tongue. However, a ringtone interrupted the moment he was enjoying. Sefia's voice sounded sultry as Zavier pressed the button to connect the long-distance video call. "Where are you, Darling?" Sefia asked suspiciously. "Bogor," Zavier replied shortly and curtly while continuing to enjoy his fried rice. "Whose house is that? Didn't you say you worked overtime last night to discuss the project? Zavier stopped his movement to spoon rice into his mouth and glared at Sefia, "Since when, do you care abou

There is no doubt that Zavier is a true embodiment of extraordinary handsome man, even in the most vulnerable state. And even though he was bound by medical devices, his presence still exuded an unforgettable aura, marking the presence of a strong and charming man in every heartbeat. Nayla remained asleep on the bus, enjoying her dreamland as the bus passed stop after stop. On the other place, at Nayla small house, Zavier couldn't stop sneezing. The weather in the city of Bogor is colder than in Jakarta. After taking a shower this morning, the man started to feel flu symptoms that began to bother him. Every time he tried to focus on his work, sneezing kept bothering him.With a heavy heart, Zavier decided to work online from home. Although he had previously planned to go to Jakarta to take care of some matters and attend meetings. With his less-than-fit condition, he couldn't take the risk.His body felt tired and weak, but his

In the same building, an unintentional coincidence. Michael was busy discussing a project with his colleague. They were in an intense discussion when, inadvertently, his eyes caught sight of someone he recognized. "Nayla?" Michael whispered softly, trying to get a closer look at the figure he saw. He was about to call her, but before he could act, Nayla had already stepped into the elevator with Ethan. A disappointment crossed Michael's face as the elevator doors closed in front of him. He felt like something was missing, the chance to greet and talk to Nayla. Michael's coworker noticed the change in his expression. "What's wrong?" he asked. Michael shook his head quickly. "It's nothing. I just thought I saw someone I knew." However, in his heart, Michael felt curious. He wondered why Nayla was in that building and who the man accompanying her was. An unspoken desire arose within