Kate's POV
"Boss, how about I order a restaurant?" Aksa, Darwis' assistant asked after considering for a moment. Darwis frowned in annoyance. "No need," he answered. He knew I was venting my dissatisfaction. If shopping can make me feel better, just let me do it. As soon as he said so. His cell phone received a payment message again, this time around 60 billion. Aksa and the four bodyguards pretended not to see anything, secretly acting as tools to carry the goods. I came out after finishing shopping. My jewelry was given to Aksa who didn't bring anything. When they were about to continue shopping, Darwis' cell phone rang. His anxiety eased slightly when he saw the caller's name, and his furrowed brows opened. Darwis picked up the phone with his slender fingers and spoke in a very soft voice, “Kayra.” Aksa was silent. Their four bodyguards also fell silent. "Boss! Have you forgotten that your wife is still here!” "Mr. Darwis, Kayra had an accident while on her way to the hospital for a re-examination. She is now in a coma in the operating room." The voice on the other end of the phone was loud and anxious. "Can you come here? She kept saying your name before going into the operating room." "Send me the address, I'll be there soon!" Darwis answered in a worried tone. After hanging up the phone, Darwis's gaze fell on me, and wanted to explain something. However, later he felt it was unnecessary. He just told his assistant, "You guys accompany Kate shopping. Just buy whatever she wants. If it doesn't fit, ask someone to take her home this afternoon." "Yes, Boss!" answered the guards. Darwis left with wide strides. Me, Aksa, and the guards were left behind. The atmosphere was a little awkward. Aksa felt he had to say something to save his boss's reputation. He raised his gold-rimmed glasses and said with a characteristic smile, "Madam, you don't need to worry. Mr. Darwis will come back after finishing his business." "Thanks for the hard work," I said meaningfully. Aksa felt confused. What does it mean? I looked at the majestic and brightly lit decoration of the mall while saying slowly, "I've been working day and night, but still have to lie. Have you ever seen someone who went on a date with their mistress come back?" Aksa fell silent again. So did the four bodyguards. For a moment, the five people looked at me with pitying eyes. This may be the pain of marrying into a rich family, knowing clearly that the husband is accompanying another woman, but not being able to get angry or annoyed. Sigh. "Don't look at me with that look." I was amused by their reactions and stated the fact, "One of the items in your hands is worth the equivalent of your salary for one or even ten years." Sreeet! Right on target. Those words pierced the heart! "Is there anything you guys want?" I ask. The five people raised their heads in unison. Many questions arose in their minds. They really couldn't keep up with my jumping thoughts. "He went to meet his mistress, I used the money to buy things for you." I crumpled the card in my hand, my tone sounding lower than before. I didn't realize that I still cared about the fact that Darwis left him for the woman he loved. Right now, I just want to spend Darwis' money. Aksa and the four bodyguards were shocked to hear my words. The five people looked at him in horror. I find them cute, keep shopping with that card. I thought Darwis would spend the whole day at the hospital accompanying Kayra. However, I never expected that Darwis would suddenly appear while they were having dinner, with a cold aura covering my entire body and a gaze as sharp as a knife. Before everyone could react, Darwis pulled me towards the parking lot, grabbing my wrist with incredible strength. "Brok!" I slammed him into the body of the car. His body ached, and I frowned spontaneously. Why is Darvish so angry? Before I could react, the angry question was booming in his ears. "Why did you harm Kayra?" Fierce anger filled Darvish. If only he didn't control his emotions, he definitely couldn't hold back his strength. "Why did you rent a car to hit him?" "I have promised to give you everything you want. Be it a car, house, or money." "What else are you dissatisfied with?" Darwis seemed to have come from hell, a cold aura enveloped his entire body. His narrow, black eyes radiated a sharp and cold gaze as if they were capable of swallowing people. "When did I hurt him?" I feel really confused. "What's the point of pretending now?" said Darwis. His voice was cold like ice water. "Didn't you deliberately schedule your outing today? You want to take advantage of this opportunity to have someone hit Kayra?" "You know very well. If I were with her, I would never let her get hurt in the slightest, even if I died." Darwis's words made people tremble with cold. At first, I was very angry, but after hearing Darwis' words, I calmed down. I just looked at Darwis and said mockingly, "How can you say cheating in such a beautiful and classy way? Mr. Darwis, you are truly extraordinary." "KATE!" Darwis was very angry. "Quickly treat your brain if it has problems." I don't care about my identity when fighting. "Use your brain when you think. What good would it do me to hire someone to crash after I get divorced and start a happy new life? What's my motive?" "What do you think your motives are?" Darwis's aura became increasingly dangerous. Seeing him like that, I immediately understood. "You think my motive is to get you?" Darwis said nothing. However, his facial expression and demeanor already gave away the answer, as if to say, "Isn't that so?" "What can I get from you?" I kept asking back. "Is it because you think of me as a replacement? Is it because you dare to cheat? Or because you still love someone else?" Darwis was silent. Darwis felt the words prick his ears, so he tried to explain, "I'm not cheating." "Mental infidelity is also cheating." I have no tolerance at all. Darwis frowned and said, "Don't change the subject." "You're the one looking for trouble," I replied curtly. Darwis was silent and did not say a word. His cold gaze looked at me, giving off a feeling of extreme pressure as if he was getting to know me for the first time. I'm too lazy to waste time with him here. I don't like being slandered. "He told you that I hired someone to run him over. You immediately believed him?" "Yes." Darwis's anger slowly subsided under my sincere gaze, but the coldness around him did not disappear. "He never lied to me. Besides, he has proof that you hit him.” I raised my eyebrows slightly. I gripped my bag tighter, finally showing my emotions. "Okay, let's get in the car. I'll go to the hospital with you to see her." The cold air around Darwis disappeared after hearing those words. He didn't expect me to be so cooperative. However, if I was the culprit, there was no way I would want to leave. For a moment, I hesitated, unsure whether I should believe the evidence or not. "Move!" I looked at Darwis who was blocking his way and said coldly. Darwis released his grip on me. Seeing me full of cold aura, he felt an inexplicable unease in his heart. He suppressed his emotions, then took out the car key and opened the car door.Kate’s POV Erlan nodded, a wide smile still on his face. "Yes, Kate. I have prepared everything. We will get married in a week, at the place we talked about before. I just need one more thing..." He looked at me deeply, his loving eyes making me feel like the luckiest person in the world. "What is it?" I asked softly, almost whispering, while my heart was full of hope and happiness. Erlan reached out his hand, held mine gently, and then asked, "Will you marry me, Kate?" Tears began to well up in my eyes, but this time they were tears of unstoppable happiness. I had never felt love this great before, and I knew that Erlan was the right person for me. "Of course I do, Erlan," I answered in a voice full of emotion. "I want to marry you, and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you." Erlan smiled happily, and in an instant, he pulled me into his arms. I could feel his strong heartbeat, accompanying my own. We hugged each other tightly as if we didn't want to let go
Kate's POV I stepped out of the office, the cool night air touching my skin as I walked to the car. The thought of having dinner with my father tonight made my steps feel heavier. Over the past few months, our relationship has begun to improve after the previous tension. My father, who was initially so against my relationship with Erlan, had slowly begun to soften. However, for some reason, something felt different. My father, who used to be stiff and rarely showed his emotions, was now more attentive. He often invited me to dinner, talking about little things that had never been a topic of conversation before. Although I was happy with this change, there was still a little worry that was bothering me. Was this a sign that he had finally accepted my relationship with Erlan? Or maybe there was something else he was hiding? I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself before finally deciding to leave. The restaurant my father had chosen was located near his house, so I decided to stop
Kate’s POV I sat on my bed, letting the reality of this message sink in completely. All the loneliness, all the patience, it was all about to pay off. It felt like a dream come true, a dream I had been waiting for so long. In a rush of enthusiasm, I typed a reply quickly, trying to channel all the feelings that were pressing to come out. [I'm so happy to hear that, Erlan! I can't wait to see you. I miss you too, and I'll be waiting with great enthusiasm. See you in a week, honey.] After sending the message, I smiled widely. The thought of the coming week began to fill my mind—the thought of the two of us walking together, having a romantic dinner, and all the warm conversations I had missed. Just imagining it made me feel happy. I stared at the ceiling of my room while hugging my pillow tightly, imagining the moment when I could finally hug Erlan again, feeling his warmth and calmness that I had only been able to feel from afar. This happy feeling was like sunlight shining on my
Kate’s POV He was tall and dignified, wearing a formal suit that fit him well. From the way he approached me, I could feel the intensity behind his smile. "Kate," he called out in a familiar tone, even though I didn't know him. "I wanted to congratulate you on the success of your project. I've long admired your hard work." I nodded and smiled politely. "Thank you. It means a lot to me." "Not only is your hard work admirable, but also the way you deal with challenges," he continued. "I see you at events like this all the time, and you always seem so strong and independent. Do you always come alone?" The question sounded innocent, but there was something about the way he said it that made me feel a little uneasy. "Yeah, I usually come alone. But I'm not really alone," I answered cautiously. The man smiled wider, his eyes shining with obvious interest. "You know, Kate, I've been watching you for the past two years. And I've never seen you with anyone. I couldn't help but ask..
Kate’s POV It’s been two years since that painful goodbye at the airport. Back then, I never imagined how my days would change. But here I am, standing at the grand opening party of a project I’ve worked so hard on. I can feel the admiring gazes of the guests, some of whom are warmly congratulating me, and others even offering to work with me on my next project. The long black dress I’m wearing tonight makes me feel elegant and dignified. I stand tall, looking around the room filled with entrepreneurs, investors, and colleagues who have all come to celebrate this success. But beneath the glitter and the praise, there’s a deep sense of relief. Not just because the project went perfectly, but because I’ve proven something to myself—that I can do it, that I can stand tall even when the world seems to be falling apart. I remember the long nights of hard work, the times when exhaustion almost overwhelmed me. But now, it all feels worth it. I’ve accomplished something greater than I e
Kate’s POV I nodded with a heavy heart, trying to hold back tears. “I believe in you, Erlan. I will wait and support you from here. Farewell, and may everything go well for you there.” As the time for the plane to depart grew closer, we stood there, hugging each other tightly. I felt a deep emptiness and sadness as I watched him prepare to leave. Every second felt like time was ticking away, and it felt like all the happiness that had ever existed was shrinking into deep sadness. “What about the two of us?” I asked, trying to distract myself from my sadness. “What are our plans after you leave?” Erlan smiled softly, though his eyes were filled with pain. “We will continue to communicate well. I will try to come home whenever I have the chance. We will continue to support and encourage each other. I am sure we will get through this.” We talked about our plans and tried to cheer each other up. We tried to keep our spirits up even though we were feeling so heavy. Erlan kept wiping a