All Chapters of Unrequited Love: I want a divorce from you!: Chapter 411 - Chapter 420

Zavier's men immediately moved according to his instructions. Zavier knew that Bram would not be easy to track down-he was slippery, smart, and very good at covering his tracks. But Zavier had an extensive network, and he would use all his resources to find the man.As the team prepared, Zavier sat in silence for a moment, trying to control his explosive anger. He stared up at the sky, his mind filled with images of Nayla. She must have been going through hell all this time, and he wasn't there to protect her. A feeling of guilt snuck up on him, but anger was bigger than that. Bram had to pay for all of this-every betrayal, every lie.Once the team was ready, Zavier ordered them to comb the area of Bram's house. Bram's car was parked in front of the mansion's courtyard.They were going to start at Bram's house, but Zavier knew Bram would have beefed up his security. He couldn't rely on speed alone, he needed a good plan.As expected, Bram's mansion was su

Zavier stared into the distance from his glass window with a sad face. Apart from failing to get Nayla back, he also had to pay some fees for damaging property and making accusations without evidence.Meanwhile, Doctor Bram came out of the operating room exhausted and claimed that his house was broken into by Mr. Zavier Abraham while he was struggling to save the life of the patient he was operating on, thus tarnishing Abraham's name.Abraham's stock began to plummet and the angriest of all was Sefia along with Kayla.Kayla immediately contacted Zavier through her cell phone. When the call was connected, Kayla immediately said in a high tone, “what have you done. Why so stupid?” Kayla was beside Cahyo. The man had served her repeatedly to the point of exhaustion.“Zavier! Answer your mother!” Kayla exclaimed through her cell phone. However, Zavier grunted and only replied briefly.“Don't ever feel like you're my mom! Y

The young servant paused for a moment, seemingly unsure of Nayla's question. “Mr... Mr. Bram, ma'am,” he replied slowly, his voice trembling slightly. “He's been looking after you all this time.”Nayla closed her eyes, trying to make sense of the situation, but her mind remained foggy. “Bram? Who is he? I don't... don't remember who he is,” she muttered in a confused tone.“You didn't answer my question. What's my name? Do you know?”The young maid looked down, uncomfortable with Nayla's confusion. “Madam... your name is Nadia. Nadia Anderson. And you are Mr. Bram's wife.”“You were just married last week and someone caused Madame to have an accident,” the little maid said with her head bowed.Nayla's eyes widened, a mixed feeling of confusion and fear coming over her. “Wife? An accident? But I don't remember anything... how can I be his wife?”“Who is

Silence fell over the room again. Bram tried to smile, although his smile looked stiff. He crouched with one foot next to Nayla. “The important thing is that you're safe now. That's all that matters. We can build everything back, together.”“You will remember everything, sooner or later. My love for you will restore everything, Nadia.”Nayla gave a small nod and continued her meal as Bram stepped back into his chair.However, those words could not penetrate the confusion in Nayla's heart. Every movement at the table felt mechanical, devoid of any real emotion. Every mouthful was hollow, as if there was no taste other than the feeling of being trapped in ignorance.Of course the dinner passed in unspoken tension, with Nayla still immersed in her self-discovery, while Bram tried to endure the silence while considering and doubting whether the medicine he had given her was enough to make her forget her memory.“Bram, am I

Nayla quickly ran to her room and threw herself onto the bed. Covered her hot face with a pillow and snuggled into the blanket.Crying without understanding why she was crying. Something was missing from her, but she didn't know what it was. She just felt broken and strange in the place she was in right now, yet unable to explain anything.She missed someone or something, but she didn't know what it was. It was a feeling that shook him so badly that he cried until he wailed in his room.Bram could only stand at the door with the same heartbreak. His hands were shaking violently. He wanted so badly to turn the door knob and rush in to hug Nayla, but he knew that it would only make her even more depressed.Bram closed his eyes and held his own hands, took a deep breath and decided to stand at the door until the sound of Nayla's crying subsided.***Sefia lay on the patient bed with her face almost completely wrapped in bandages, her feelings w