Sandra’s POVWhen I saw the critical picture in the video, everyone in the Rex family looked worried."How’s Valentino?" Margaret asked anxiously."I haven’t seen him yet, so I don’t know how he’s doing. But the Internet says his injury isn’t too serious," I said.Margaret glanced at me, then picked up her coat and said, "I’m going to see Valentino."Uncle Alfred also stood up.Seeing the whole family’s worried reaction made me feel elated. If they’re worried, they might be angry, and that would make Sasha’s situation worse."If Valentino hadn’t moved quickly, he could have been killed. Sasha is disgusting. She caused the car accident!" I sneered and said, "If it weren’t for her, Valentino wouldn’t have been hurt at all. I don’t know how many times she’s hurt him."Uncle Alfred shot me a cold look. "You have no right to say that. Aren’t you the one who hurt Valentino the most?""I know I hurt him, but I never did it intentionally. I’m apologizing now, and he has forgiven me," I explai
Valentino's POV Once my family was gone, I went back to the ward.Inside, Sasha was still asleep, unaware of what had happened outside.Her pale face had a scratch on it, which was heartbreaking to see.I gently touched her cheek and murmured, "Are you really jealous?"I frowned, confused. Isn't she just a contract with me? Why do I care so much about her?I even seem to hate Sandra because of her.Sandra was the woman I always loved, wasn’t she?I couldn’t understand why I seemed to be falling for Sasha but had no feelings for Sandra anymore.Sasha used to be just a substitute for Sandra.Looking at Sasha’s injured form on the hospital bed, I felt an intense ache in my heart.Just as I was lost in thought, Sasha on the bed stirred slightly.I watched her closely, hoping she was waking up."Sasha, are you awake?"Sasha’s eyelids fluttered open, and she looked at me with surprise.She seemed to be in pain and couldn’t remember what happened.She stared at me blankly for a while befor
Sasha's POV"Was that really Valentino? Did I really scold him? Is he jealous?" Emilia asked, unsure."I don’t know either," I admitted. "But Emilia, why did you scold him? You know we’re just contractually involved, not really connected. It’s good that he’s taking care of me and brought me to the hospital. He doesn’t have to do anything more."That day, Emilia stayed in the hospital to take care of me.I told Emilia everything about my accident."Someone really tried to hurt you?" Emilia’s eyes narrowed as she listened. "Who would do such a thing? How dare they!""I don’t know. It feels like someone is trying to kill me," I said, shivering a bit.The feeling of being vulnerable while not knowing who the enemy is, is really unsettling."Could it be Sandra?" Emilia wondered aloud. "Doesn’t she hate you?"…"No, I don’t think it’s her. She wanted to hurt me before, but she’s already done that. Besides, I’m covering for her and Valentino. She doesn’t need to hurt me again," I said, shak
Sasha's POV "Friends." I answered Valentino’s question quietly."It doesn’t seem like just friends," he said, frowning, jealousy clear in his eyes and voice."Good friend, good guy," I said after thinking about it, trying to explain."Stay away from him. I don’t like him," Valentino said firmly.He hated that guy. He was too close to me, and it bothered him how we joked around. I could tell he was jealous. I didn’t act this way with him, and that upset him."If you don’t like him, that’s your problem. He’s my friend," I said, feeling irritated at his sudden anger.Just because he didn’t like someone, did that mean I had to stop being friends with them?I didn’t have many friends to begin with, and I wasn’t going to cut ties with someone I got along with.Valentino stared at me with angry, intense eyes. "I said no. You’re my wife now, you can’t hang around other men."Wife... sure, I was his wife. But by that logic, should I stop talking to any man? And yet, he could see Sandra?I was
Sasha's POV "You can't stand up. The doctor said your legs still need time to heal. If you push yourself too hard, you’ll have problems with your legs later," Fred said, clearly against the idea."It's fine," I shook my head. "I know my limits. I can stand for a little while.""No, if I say no, then it's a no." Fred’s voice was firm. He turned to the director. "Director, I don’t agree with this. If you make Sasha stand to shoot, I’ll quit.""Fred, come on..." The director looked helpless. We could manage without most people, but not without the lead actor.If the lead walked off, how could we finish this film?Kourtney, seeing Fred stand up for me, got even angrier.The director looked over at her. "Kourtney, just work with Sasha on this. She’s hurt, after all. I’m not saying you have to do it, but if you help, we can finish this scene faster. You’re the lead actress here. You want the project to go well, right?"After hearing the director’s reasoning, Kourtney reluctantly agreed to
Sasha’s POVI was eating, but my thoughts drifted. Sooner or later, I’ll have to leave Valentino. He’ll end up with Sandra, not me. Suddenly, I can’t eat much anymore.I don’t really want him to leave.I’ve gotten a little attached to him, too.The more I rely on him, the more I realize he’s always there, solving everything for me.But I’m only here because I’m a substitute.Suddenly, my heart aches. I’ve gotten too used to Valentino’s care. I’ve come to expect it without even thinking.I’ve been enjoying how responsible he is for me.I put down my chopsticks. I can’t eat anymore.“What’s wrong?” Valentino looks surprised. I usually eat a lot, but today I’ve barely touched my food. I’ve eaten less than a third and already stopped.“Oh, I’m full,” I say.“Full?” His face twists in confusion. How could I be full after eating so little?“Yeah, I’m full. It was really good.” I smile, but it feels forced.“You didn’t eat enough. You haven’t even had a third of your usual. What’s wrong?” Va
Sasha's POV"Ma’am, you can’t go up like that!" "Yes, it's too dangerous, let me help you!" "Or, ma'am, I’m pretty strong. Should I carry you upstairs?"The maids all panicked when they saw I was trying to go up by myself. What if I fell? They knew Valentino would blame them if I hurt myself. After all, the doctor said my leg wasn’t ready for stairs."No, no, I’ll go up on my own. You all go on with your work." I smiled at them, took a deep breath, and started climbing the stairs.The first step was the hardest. As soon as I put my foot up, it felt like my leg might snap. I bit my lip, sweat already forming on my forehead. I couldn’t put too much weight on my leg, so I relied on my arms. But even that hurt so much that I felt like I was losing my mind.I finally managed to get the other foot on the step. I took a deep breath. I had only taken one step, but I was already tired and out of breath."Are you okay, ma'am?" one of the maids asked, clearly worried."I’m fine, really," I sai
Sasha’s POVI couldn’t help but feel a surge of envy and anger toward Sandra. She didn’t just take my father's company, she also stole the man I loved.I wanted Valentino back, but he didn’t love me. His bond with Sandra seemed untouchable.That night, I found myself thinking about everything. The more I thought, the more my heart ached until I finally cried myself to sleep.The next morning, when I got up, a maid came in to help me downstairs.I paused for a moment and asked, "Is Valentino here?""Sir has gone to work," the maid replied."Oh." I nodded, realizing he was purposely avoiding me.The next few days followed the same pattern. I barely saw Valentino. When I woke up, he was already at work, and by the time he came home, I was already asleep.It seemed like it had become a routine—he’d leave early and return late. Even though we lived in the same house, we hardly crossed paths.Despite this, everything else was taken care of. The maid was strong enough to carry me up and down