LOGINThe room went completely silent after Adrian’s question. Nobody seemed willing to answer him first.“So which one of you is actually telling me the truth?”Before I could answer, the door suddenly opened behind me without warning. I turned. Nathan walked in. My heart dropped.“What are you doing here?”Nathan stopped when he saw everyone gathered around Adrian’s bed. His eyes moved from me to Lia, then finally to Adrian. Adrian stared at him.“Who are you?”Nathan’s face changed. For one second, I saw confusion in his eyes. Then realization. He knew. Adrian had forgotten him too. And instead of telling the truth, Nathan made a decision that shocked me. He pointed at me.“I’m her husband.”My mouth fell open. “What?”Nathan looked directly at Adrian. “I’m Serena’s husband.”“Nathan!” I snapped. “What the hell are you saying?”He ignored me. Lia’s lips slowly curved into a smile. She stepped closer to Adrian.“He’s telling the truth,” she said.I stared at her. “You cannot be serious.”
“Why are you two fighting over me?” Adrain asked but I ignored the question. Instead, I looked at Lia. “Leave.”Her eyebrows rose. “Excuse me?”“You heard me. Leave the room.”“I am not going anywhere.”I turned toward the driver standing near the door and gave him a sharp signal. “Take her out.”The driver stepped forward. Lia immediately moved back. “Don’t touch me.”“Lia,” I warned.“No.” She shook her head. “I said I’m staying.”The driver reached for her arm, but she pulled away.“I have the right to be here,” she said loudly. “Adrian just woke up. He has the right to decide who stays with him.”“This is a hospital, not your personal office Serena,” Lia said.The driver tried again. She planted her feet firmly on the floor and pulled her arm free.“I’m not leaving.”The struggle caught Adrian’s attention. He watched Lia resisting the driver, then looked at me.“What is happening?”“Nothing,” I said quickly.His expression changed. “It doesn’t look like nothing to me.”The driver
Adrian’s eyelids lifted slowly.For a second, nobody moved. We all stood around his bed, staring at him as if we were afraid that one wrong movement would make him close his eyes again. Then everything happened at once.“Adrian!” I cried.His mother stepped forward. His father moved closer. My parents surrounded the bed with Clara. The children rushed toward us, but I quickly held them back.“Stay there,” I whispered. “Give him space.”Clara hurried out of the room. “I’m getting the doctor.”Adrian’s eyes moved around the room. They looked tired and confused. He blinked several times before trying to focus on the faces around him. His head was still covered with a thick bandage. His face looked pale, and there was a deep crease between his brows.“Adrian?” I said softly.His eyes stopped on me. My heart jumped. “It’s me.”He stared at me. I reached for his hand. “How are you feeling?”He swallowed, but no words came out. “Does anything hurt?”His eyes squeezed shut. He suddenly lifte
The days that followed were filled with the same routine. Laurent Group. Lumina. The hospital. Home. Then back to the hospital. Adrian remained unconscious. Every morning, I hoped I would walk into his room and find him awake. Every morning, I left disappointed. Still, I refused to give up. The children visited whenever they could. Lila talked to him about school, while Elias told him about every game he wanted them to play together when he woke up. Clara also came often. Sometimes she stayed with Adrian while I handled work. Other times, she sat beside me and reminded me to eat. His parents visited almost every day too. His mother always held his hand before leaving, and his father spent long hours quietly watching him. My parents came whenever they could. The hospital room had become a strange kind of home. One afternoon, I returned from Laurent Group and found Clara sitting beside Adrian. “How is he?” She looked at me. “Still the same.” I sighed. “Any changes?” “Nothing
I stared at Nathan’s name on my screen for several seconds.The phone kept ringing. I almost answered, but then I looked at Adrian lying on the bed and the children sleeping nearby. I did not have the strength for another difficult conversation. I turned the phone face down. The ringing stopped.A few minutes later, there was a soft knock on the door. I looked up. Nathan stood at the entrance. “You ignored my call.”“How did you get here? I—”“That's not what I asked Serena." “I was busy.”“You look exhausted.”“I am.”“How is Adrian?”“Still the same.”He nodded slowly. “I heard about the accident. I wanted to come earlier, but I thought you might need space.”“I appreciate that.”His eyes moved to the children. “They’re asleep?”“Yes.”“You have been doing all this alone?”“Not alone. His parents help. My parents came too. Clara is around. Everyone helps.”“That isn’t what I meant.”I looked at him.“You are running Laurent Group, checking on Lumina, taking care of the children, a
The next few days passed faster than I expected.Since the argument with Lia, I had barely stopped moving. Every morning, I went to Laurent Group with his father. Every afternoon, I checked on Lumina. At night, I returned to the hospital.The pressure was heavy, but I knew Laurent Group could not afford to shake. Adrian was still unconscious. Everyone knew his condition could affect the company. Investors were watching. Competitors were watching. Employees were worried. I refused to let fear spread.During one meeting, Adrian’s father looked at me across the table. “You should rest.”“I will.”“You said that yesterday.”“I meant it yesterday too.”He gave me a tired smile. “You are stubborn.”“I have to be.”He nodded. “The company is stable.”“That is what matters.”“It is stable because you are making sure it stays that way.”I looked down at the reports. “I cannot let everything Adrian left behind to fall apart while he is fighting to wake up.”His expression softened. “You are doi
That night, I sat alone in the vast bedroom that wasn’t mine, wearing a white light robe they had given me after the wedding with no panties under. My hands were clenched so tightly in my lap that my nails left little crescent marks on my palms. I felt nervous.The door opened.He stepped in, jacke
I spent the morning trying to make myself useful. Anything to feel less like a shadow in this house. One of the younger maids was struggling with heavy flower vases in the main hall, so I stepped in to help carry one. Her eyes widened in surprise, but she gave me a small, grateful smile.We were ha
I avoided everyone for the rest of the day. It wasn’t hard.Nobody came looking for me anyway.The mansion was too large, too cold, filled with people who work as maids. Every hallway felt unfamiliar. Every room reminded me that this wasn’t my home.I spent most of the afternoon sitting near the wi
I stayed slumped against the wall for a long time, his release still sliding down my thighs. The house was quiet now. Too quiet. Later that night, I couldn’t sleep. I wandered the halls, trying to find water, when I heard voices from the guest wing, low, intimate. I froze outside the slightly aj







