Stefani found herself standing in front of the imposing hospital building. Her hands trembled and perspired, overwhelmed by a mix of fear and anxiety. Though she longed to flee, all she could do was succumb to her nerves.As the sun beat down on her face, Stefani mustered the courage to enter the hospital and approached the front desk to inquire about Shaira's room."Miss Miller is currently in the emergency room. Please proceed to the second floor," the front desk attendant informed her."Thank you," Stefani replied, her response barely audible. Doubt began to creep in, eroding her confidence. She couldn't help but feel responsible for Shaira's current condition.Ascending to the second floor, Stefani was immediately greeted by the presence of Emily, Frederick, and... Jacob.Initially taken aback, as Jacob had mentioned he would be meeting her mother, Stefani and Jacob locked eyes. Surprise was evident in both their gazes.For a moment, they remained frozen, until the doctor emerged
Jacob clenched his teeth and jaw, his gaze fixed on Stefani in his peripheral vision. Although he wanted to decline without hesitation, he hesitated at the thought of upsetting Stefani by leaving with her. He sighed, feeling the weight of Emily and Frederick's anticipation for his response. Meanwhile, Stefani regained her composure and took hold of Jacob's hand, her heart heavy and her breaths labored."Aunt," she began, her voice heavy with emotion. "I want to help you, but sharing my husband with her is not only a mistake in the eyes of society but also in the eyes of God. I would consider it if we only had to convince Shaira, but asking Jacob to pretend to love her is beyond what I can accept."Emily grew anxious, fearing that Stefani would back out despite her apparent willingness. "But it's just an act, Stef—"Stefani cut her off, her tone sharp. "That doesn't give you the right to disrespect me! How could you make such a request knowing that I am his wife? I thought you would su
Stefani let out her 10th sigh in a row as she set down her documents. She nibbled on her lower lip and glanced over at Jacob, who was already looking at her with warm, concerned eyes. Despite his worried expression, she simply flashed him a smile and was about to return to her reading when he suddenly got up and walked towards her.Placing a chair next to her, he gently lifted her chin so she would meet his gaze. Locking eyes with her, he inquired, "You've been sighing a lot today. I noticed you seemed distracted during the meeting earlier. Is everything okay?"Stefani averted her eyes, nervously playing with her fingers as she recalled Shaira's words. She knew she shouldn't let those thoughts bother her, but an unsettling fear gripped her heart. What if Jacob forgot about her...Deciding it was too absurd to bring up with Jacob, she simply shook her head. "Nothing... I just have a headache and can't focus."Jacob studied her carefully, clearly not convinced by her explanation. Changi
The night sky was engulfed in darkness as the towering skyscrapers illuminated the city. Stefani and Jacob reached their destination without any issues, yet Stefani couldn't shake off her unease. It felt as though someone was observing them, despite her attempts to dismiss these concerns.Upon entering the room, Jacob inquired, "Are you okay?"Stefani halted in front of the wide-open door, surveying her surroundings with cautious eyes. She contemplated speaking up but ultimately decided that her worries were trivial. She closed her mouth, shook her head, and replied, "It's nothing."As Stefani sat on the bed and observed Jacob's stance, she couldn't help but ponder a question that had been weighing heavily on her mind. "Jacob… is it possible for someone to forget someone they truly love? And if so, can't the heart recognize who it truly… loves?"Jacob stood frozen, slowly turning his head to face Stefani, who appeared distant and lost. He responded, "Certainly, the heart and mind can
Stefani and Jacob strolled through the city, killing time with a bit of shopping before their evening meeting. Passersby couldn't help but glance their way, captivated not only by Jacob's presence but also by Stefani's.Upon realizing the attention, Jacob swiftly pulled Stefani and wrapped his arm around her waist, shooting a cold look at the onlookers. As soon as they caught his gaze, they averted their eyes and hurried off as if nothing had happened.Stefani, engrossed in her phone, was taken aback by Jacob's sudden move. She didn’t notice the other people because she was busy scrolling through a post, reading it, and finally connected the dots, realizing what happening was all part of Shaira's plan.[Shaira Miller, a successful businesswoman in the corporate world, is working on a new project. She is currently in Indonesia, where she is in the process of negotiating a long-term proposal with large companies.]‘I knew it! This woman is really clever!’ She thought in herself. Despite
Summer’s Point of ViewI married the youngest handsome rich guy like I've ever dreamed of.It was our third year anniversary and yet this was the gift he gave me. A divorce paper.I used to think that my life would be complete when he would choose to stay with me, but I was wrong. Those three years “together” felt hollow, as our relationship could not be considered a genuine marriage, since he never gave us the opportunity to build a family together.Why did he marry me again? Oh, I already had forgotten.He is rarely in my presence. Most of the time, I only hear about him on the TV news.[Breaking News! Steven Carter was spotted having dinner with Amby Black, a famous model and actress at a VIP Premium restaurant. It was widely believed that the two of them had had an intimate connection since childhood. Could this possibly be a suggestion that the feelings we believed had been extinguished will be reignited?]The news I heard didn't seem to register in my mind.In the darkness of my
Summer’s Point of View [One Month Later] “Just don’t push yourself too much. I am confident that you will make a speedy recovery.” I was relieved when the doctor told me the news and I couldn't help but smile, feeling the pain in my head subside. For the initial weeks following my awakening, it felt like my brain was being freshly plucked from my head and the pain was unremitting. The doctor told me that this was one effect of the memory loss I experienced from the trauma of the accident. To tell the truth, I didn't remember the details of how I got into the accident or what caused it. But I saw messages on my phone. “Thank you, Doc,” I replied to the female doctor, then returned her with a small smile. She smiled at me in return and then went on her way. The moment she stepped out of the room, I picked up my damaged phone again and swiped it open, reading the message that still left me baffled and confused. [I’m going home tonight and by the time I get home you should have
Summer's Point of ViewA heavy stillness descended upon us, so loud it felt like a deafening silence. My ears felt as though they were completely numb, and I could practically hear the chirping of crickets. The phrase that I shared with him was like a moment of enlightenment. Not even a trace of surprise was visible in his eyes anymore, but his expression had become a bit more gentle. Even though it seemed unlikely, I still held onto a spark of hope that perhaps what Celine had said about my husband was all made up and that the news had been twisted, intending to damage his reputation.Nonetheless, my hope dwindled to nothing when he asked me with a much colder and callous question, "When?"The once complete heart I had has been slowly breaking apart, leaving it more and more fragmented. My head was wrapped in thick gauze and I couldn't move because of the casts on my hand and foot. He turned a blind eye to my current situation. He had not bothered to ask a word about it since ente