Novels by Fitri Handayani

"Damn it, Miss Cecilia is home," Dr. Marin cursed."Change your clothes quickly before Cecilia opens the door." Dr. Adams' voice was heard, asking Dr. Marin to step back for a moment. The sound of the door was heard, along with a rustling sound that I didn't know how happened there."Who's there?" Cecilia's voice sounded again."Ah, I, I've come to offer free treatment for the young lady," said Dr. Marin."What kind of treatment?" Cecilia asked."Free facial and massage." I can't believe how Dr. Marin can also change her voice to be so sweet, as if she's a member of a salon."Don't you know whose house this is? I don't need a free massage; my treatment is more expensive, higher quality, and guaranteed compared to yours." Oh Cecilia, whom we raised to be polite, turned out to be like this behind our backs."I'm telling you, this is the house of Deryl Myer, my husband. I don't need your fake care; please leave." Then a loud crashing sound was heard. It looks like Cecilia was trying to c

I really don't give myself any time to rest. After the joint plan with Dr. Marin was made, I couldn't stay still. I felt I had to stay awake and think of ways to get my data and quickly go to Milan.It was around eight in the morning, and I was busy looking at Dr. Adams' phone, which he had lent me. I saw a video of myself that went viral on the internet. It seems embarrassing, but I was surprised by the netizens' responses in the comment section.The video has also been viewed by hundreds of millions of people and became the number one trending topic in the UK.Some comments made me excited, as if I had friends to fight Deryl and his family, including our damn Cecilia."I didn't expect Deryl Myer to ruin the reputation he's maintained so well all this time. He even married his own daughter; he should be boycotted.""I believe what people say, that mistresses are usually no more beautiful than the legitimate wife. Look at Cecilia with a full face of plastic surgery. I'm sure that's th

Dr. Adams and Dr. Marin escorted me to my room, and even to this day, I still feel bad for Dr. Adams, who had to close his clinic just for me."Is it really necessary to close your clinic? Not only am I your patient, but what about the other patients who need you more?" I asked Dr. Adams again."I have already entered your life, along with my promise to help you. Other patients can meet me outside of my working hours here," Dr. Adams said."It can't be like that; forget all your promises, all my requests for your help. Your career is more important than me, and fighting against Deryl is not an easy task. He has money, connections, and power."Honestly, I want someone to help me break free from Deryl's grip, but seeing Dr. Adams sacrifice so much has made me feel uneasy. Indeed, I shouldn't have involved anyone from the start; I should have left Deryl's house without forgetting my phone, ID card, and passport.If I had my passport, I could have gone to meet Benedict in Milan and worked

At three in the morning, Dr. Adams' car took me to the place I requested. A hospital named Hiraeth, located far from the city but with extraordinary facilities.Dr. Adams took me inside as if he were very familiar with this hospital. The staff greeted Dr. Adams politely, treating him like an influential person in the hospital."It seems the staff know you and treat you with respect; am I not mistaken?" I asked Dr. Adams as we walked toward the elevator, heading to meet someone."Yes, maybe I'm not a stranger to them. I have a friend who works here; that's my friend." Dr. Adams pointed to a woman in a white coat whom I guessed was a doctor.The hospital courtyard looked deserted, perhaps because we arrived at three in the morning and there were no patient activities. Only the staff, doctors, and security are on night duty. Currently, Dr. Adams' beautiful friend is also chatting with the staff, not noticing our arrival."Dr. Marin?" Dr. Adams called the beautiful doctor. When she turned

"I want to help you, but this clinic is no longer safe. Fortunately, I was still able to distract Deryl so he wouldn't check the warehouse earlier. Next time, he will definitely come again to check." Dr. Adams recounted a bit of what had happened while I was unconscious."Didn't Deryl hurt you?" I asked, a bit worried that my problem would drag in victims, especially good people like Dr. Adams."We were just defending ourselves. There were no blows that caused serious injuries; this is common for a man." Although Dr. Adams said he was fine, I still looked for signs of fight scars on him."I'm really fine. Even though I am a psychiatrist, I can still heal my own wounds." Dr. Adams seemed to notice my gaze and felt uncomfortable."Forgive my rudeness." I looked down, feeling embarrassed because it might have been an impolite action."It's okay. It's better if we now think of a safe hiding place for you." Dr. Adams offered me a warm drink. I reached for it and drank it slowly."I don't m

I went to Dr. Adams' clinic with nothing but myself and a phone. Fortunately, I had some money saved in my clothes, so I could come to the clinic by taxi."Doctor, see? I can go out now." I smiled when Dr. Adams opened the door of his clinic for me.Unfortunately, Dr. Adams' expression was so flat, as if he knew that even though I was smiling because I could escape from there, I was actually not okay."Come in." Dr. Adams gestured for me to enter. At that moment, my expression changed again; I realized I was not okay."So what method did you use to escape?" Dr. Adams asked after ensuring I sat calmly on the guest chair while he went to make a drink not far from where I was sitting."I put on a show at the wedding with a death dress, and I gave a bouquet of flowers to my child with negative and sad intentions. After that, I gave a speech without using the Myer surname behind my name," I said honestly."Then?" Dr. Adams approached me with a cup of hot chocolate."Deryl dragged me in fron