Lahat ng Kabanata ng Unrequited Love: I want a divorce from you!: Kabanata 331 - Kabanata 340

The harsh words made Nayla feel that Zavier was disgusted with her. Nayla clenched her fists again and let her body surrender, crushed by Zavier's body.Zavier was checking himself whether he still wanted this woman as his wife or not.Apparently, his feelings were already frozen. He felt no desire to fuck Nayla at all. He just inhaled the scent he longed for until he fell asleep.The sound of Zavier's soft snoring made Nayla feel humiliated. She had imagined an intimate scene that might make him regain his innocence or the idea that they would get back together, become a happy family.However, all that was lost.Not long after, Nayla gently shifted Zavier's body, which was quite heavy for her, to the side of the bed.He was still charming her and she felt so stupid for loving the same man over and over again.Nayla stroked Zavier's cheek as he closed his eyes, tracing the thin mustache that adorned his jaw.“You are so h

Zavier stood beside the table, watching the waiters carefully arrange the plates while occasionally glancing at the wall clock. The man looked very handsome despite holding a walking stick to his right.When he saw Nayla coming out of the room, his face broke into a smile. “Welcome. We're ready for lunch,” he said in a friendly tone.“Thank you, Zavier. This food looks amazing,” Nayla replied as she approached the table. She saw Joen sitting in a chair, his eyes twinkling with unconcealed enthusiasm.“Mama,” Joen called and hugged Nayla longingly.“What took you so long to come?”“Hum, I had some business.”“Let's sit down, we're all hungry, aren't we?” Zavier immediately took Joen by the hand and guided him to sit in the chair next to Fernando.Joen looked a little nervous, probably because of Nayla's presence and the fact that he would be eating with them. Howev

Nayla closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the moment. “Thank you, Zavier. I feel so happy tonight.”Nayla hoped that these were not her hallucinations and that she was not dreaming. Worse, she would experience painful memories again after Zavier's goal was achieved.Nayla had to fortify herself, but at this moment, she wanted a dance. Something she had dreamed of in Zavier for a long time.When the song ended, they continued to dance in meaningful silence. Zavier gazed at Nayla with love and appreciation, while Nayla felt a genuine and profound closeness even though her heart still held just as much suspicion.Finally, they stopped dancing and sat by the beach, looking up at the stars in the night sky. Zavier took out a bottle of champagne and gently uncorked it, pouring the drinks into crystal glasses. They toasted once more, celebrating a night filled with warmth, love, and hope for the future.“You have a place in my heart,

“Joen is already happy here too.”“I lost!”Nayla couldn't stop cursing herself.She knew that her journey ahead would not be easy, but she felt a little lighter after making the decision to let go. While Zavier returned to the room to join Joen and Fernando, Nayla left the house with steps filled with desolation.With the rain still falling outside, Nayla closed the door to Zavier's house behind her, letting him go with a heart full of feelings.This decision may have been difficult, but she knew that she had to face the future with new hope and continue to fight for Joen's happiness, even if she couldn't be with him every day.Nayla stepped out of Zavier's house, feeling the chill of the morning rain seep into her bones.It was still raining hard, but she didn't care about getting wet. Zavier didn't even offer her breakfast.Her heart was broken, and every step she took felt like a heavy weight draggin

Nayla suddenly felt her vision blurring and she was nauseous. With quick steps, she ran to the bathroom only to spill all the contents of her stomach.“Are you okay?” asked Cintya with concern.“No problem, I just haven't been eating well lately. Give me some heartburn medicine.”“Okay.”“I have to look healthy at the event tomorrow night, I want to be there as Joen's mother,” said Nayla in front of the mirror that reflected her current wrinkled and withered face.***The atmosphere of Joen's birthday party was very festive. Zavier's house was filled with colorful decorations, balloons, and sparkling lights. Cheerful music echoed throughout the room, and the guests seemed to be enjoying themselves.Joen, who is seven years old, looked very happy surrounded by friends and family. Fernando, with a big smile, looked like a caring big brother as he helped Joen receive the presents and then s