ログインIt couldn't be helped. I had felt sorry for Bima because of the way Eve treated that man so badly all this time, while he still trusted her completely. How could that damn woman give medicine to paralyze animals to a man with whom she had been in a love relationship for so long?
If my mother became stupid because of a man, then Bima was even stupider because he loved a woman too much. Why did I end up in the same situation as the two of them? Two people who loved too deeply, and I got hurt whenever they behaved like that. I quietly entered Bima's house. I mean the place I used to stay. I also went into Bima's room and saw the man lying asleep on his bed. I knew Bima quite well. He was a person who didn't wake up easily when he was asleep, so I quickly poured the contents of the bottle that Eve had just given me into my pocket, and then I replaced it with the medicine that the hospital doctor had just given to me. My hands were still shaking. I was quite worried about being caught. Every now and then I glanced at Bima, and finally my work was finished. I stepped out and closed the door to the man's room slowly. His body slowly disappeared into the darkness of the room. Ah, how pitiful you are! It turned out all the people around you had thrown you away and let you face your sorrow alone. Neither your father nor your mother cared about you the whole time. They left you with me, the only one you hated that much. Well, it wasn't my business anyway. Why should I feel sick over you, besides you always treating me badly? I walked toward my room as I looked at the clock. It was five in the morning now. Drrttt! "Tsk!" I felt disturbed when I saw my cell phone vibrate. Soon I looked at the screen, and I grumbled in annoyance. Again, Eve was calling me. Why did she always contact me at the worst times? I was worried about waking up Bima. "Eve," I growled. Whether I liked it or not, I still had to answer her call. "Good grief!" It turned out that Eve was making a video call. If Bima woke up, he would definitely be happy because he could see Eve's face again. But unfortunately, I didn't dare wake the man up. I figured out Eve didn't desire to talk to him either. "What?" I asked her curtly. I had picked up the video call from her now. "How are you, my dear Rima? I think you're not in a good situation. Why are you forcing yourself to go for a walk? Ah, dear, I feel sorry," Eve answered me with the lies she was used to telling. She asked endless questions. Nevertheless, I was honestly a little suspicious hearing Eve's familiar voice. What was she actually doing? Why was she acting so friendly with me? "Good, thanks." I answered her shortly. Yet, I was a bit surprised when a handsome man suddenly appeared on my cell phone screen. "Hello, Rima. I'm Eve's husband. Nice to meet you!" he said. I was surely shocked. "Haa!" And my mouth dropped open. Thus my eyes turned watery. Whether sad or angry, I couldn't imagine this feeling. "Eve!" Again, even more surprising was that when I heard the sound of Bima's bedroom door opening, so did his voice. My body turned around, and it turned out he was here. He was close to me. He looked at my phone screen as well. "Bi... Bima!" I said. "Bima, sorry!" I said it again.“Don't blame me because you were born utterly helpless, Rima,” Riven stood up, turning around.The sound of his shoes tapped against the floor.He stood right beside me.I kept my head bowed.My chest burned. Rising and falling.My shoulders tensed up.If I hit him... would I go to jail?Or should I just hit him anyway.To ease my depression a little.I lifted my head. Glancing quickly at Riven, who was leaning down slightly beside me.“I’ll kill that son of yours. I’ll actually do it...” I threatened.Riven’s eyes widened spontaneously.He reached for his phone.[She says she’s going to kill you]Typing a message I could read.He was texting Bima?[She wouldn't dare kill me. She would've done it from the start if she wanted to]Asshole.Right... that was Bima.So he’d been texting Bima this whole time?Riven flashed a mocking smile at me.“Try it if you’ve even got the guts?” His teeth showed, his eyes playing with me as if I were some toy he could toss around however he pleased.I w
I shifted my gaze out the glass wall to the small garden.Hallen.Quiet.The hanging sign showed a closed sign.Riven had booked the entire restaurant just to talk to me.Dozens of customers walked past and left.Occasionally glancing our way through the transparent glass wall.My gaze snapped over as the soft sound of a thud echoed across the table.A small silver suitcase lay in front of me.On that table—the table standing as a barrier between me and Riven.The suitcase popped open."Two million dollars, sign that agreement,"My eyes stared straight at the cash in that suitcase. Right beside the money sat a few sheets of paper.Riven smiled faintly, one eyebrow raised as if he felt like he'd won a match.Should I just take this money and run?Run…No need to even think about a divorce.My life would be free, and I’d have a ton of cash.Yeah…Head off to another country."Take the money. It's the fruit of your hard work," Riven said.Another small suitcase dropped right beside the o
I don't understand why someone as important as him would come to see me.Bima’s father—Riven.I had only seen him once while Bima was in a coma, but after that, he never showed up again.Never visited his son.Never even sent money, maybe.Maybe?My eyes widened on reflex.Could it be that he was the one who called me earlier?He spread both of his arms wide.A few customers in the shop started looking in his direction.Their whispers drifted slightly into my ears.[So dashing][Such a cool daddy][I want to be loved by a daddy like that too][Look at his suit. Every single piece is high-end]“What are you waiting for?” Riven crossed his arms over his chest, his other hand rubbing his chin. “Don’t tell me you don’t want to hug your father-in-law?”I took a deep breath while lowering my head.“I’m sorry, but I’m not Bima’s wife. I was just his servant, and I’ve already resigned,” I replied.My chin rose, my eyes locking with his widening ones.“What do you mean?” Riven’s hand dropped t
Riven’s secretary stepped into the office, holding an orange file folder."Are all the transfer receipts ready?" Riven snatched the folder right out of his secretary's hands."Yeah, Sir," his secretary replied, standing at attention, waiting for orders."Hmm… Rima Amaldian."Riven’s thumbs hammered away at his phone screen.The corner of his mouth twitched into a smirk after checking the transfer confirmation from his account.A second later, his brow pinched.He dialed a contact on his cell."Hello, Honey," Amanda’s voice chimed through the speaker."Don't play dumb with me," Riven’s voice dropped, cold and razor-sharp."Fine. I'll send it over right now."Riven ended the call, dropped his phone on the desk, and tapped the screen.He glanced down as his phone lit up.Amanda’s text came through.Rima’s number.His hand shot out like lightning, grabbing the phone to dial Rima instantly.He leaned back casually, his chair drifting in slow circles to the right and left.The line connecte
"Are you serious about firing me, huh?" Brandon—Rima's father—his voice was hoarse, snapping, rising in pitch."Ugh," a second later, his body doubled over, enduring the pain as a staff member's knee landed hard against his stomach.The tall and muscular staff member's hand slammed Brandon down onto the floor."Riven," Brandon called out. Softly.His body lay sprawled in front of the man sitting behind the office desk.Riven—Bima's father."My son wants you to get out of my company. I'm just doing my job as a good father," Riven's hand rested on the desk.His body was turned sideways, but his eyes stared straight at Brandon."We're in-laws. How could you...""I don't remember us ever being in-laws," Riven cut in quickly."Come on, seriously. My daughter is married to your son,""Oh..." Riven stood up, his eyes wild with mockery. "I thought you didn't even acknowledge her as your daughter. That confessional video of yours can even be accessed on any social media," his shoe crushed down
Eve sat on the bed. Her back leaned against the headboard.Both of her hands were shaking as she held her phone."How could this be?" Her voice was panicked.Her face was pale."Damn you, Rima. I'll pay you back for this,"Her hand searched through her phone contacts, tapping a name. Brandon, Wisa’s father.The call connected.A long pause.Eve’s lips were trembling.Her thumbnail slipped between her teeth.She bit down on it repeatedly until it broke."Ugh," Blood started to well up without her realizing it.Her chaotic body couldn't feel the pain.The call cut off, unanswered.Damn it.Buzz...Eve’s phone vibrated.Dozens of messages flooded in.[Are you selling that video?][I want to buy that video, how much is it?][That woman is so gorgeous, can I get her contact? I want to book her. How much per night?]Eve threw her phone onto the bed.The phone kept vibrating, over and over.Her hand clutched her chest. Her knees folded up."What am I supposed to do? That video is already spr
Eve was shocked and stunned when she heard Shirley's words. She wanted to scold the woman if she didn't have her husband beside her. "Ahh, I mean, Bima often brought Rima and me. I've been Rima's best friend for a long time. While Rima and Bima had been dating for a long time, they brought me to j
"What? Why do you call me instead of your mother?" I asked him straight when I entered his room and closed the door. "Did you bring that medicine?" Instead he asked that crazy question back. He couldn't be helped. How could there be a man who gave up his life for only a woman? "You freak!" I said
My head still hurt, but I had to prepare breakfast for Bima. Healthy and nutritious food that could improve the condition of his bones. "Give me Eve’s number!" I smiled faintly, a little happy because finally I no longer needed to be a liaison between the two of them. "Here!" I gave my cell phone
From the beginning, when we met each other, Bima always insulted me. He said that my father was a disgusting cheat and the fruit never fell far from the tree. That fruit was me. By the way, we lived in the same housing complex in the past, and when we went to school, we were in the same high school







