“What’s up, Myra?”Jake was looking at her with a concerned look. She had been looking listless ever since she peeked out of the door but could not find who she saw earlier.Two months of becoming a CEO transformed him from the douchebag he was in the past, but sadly, another had taken Myra. Although he sensed that she still carried feelings for him, he had to work hard and fast to prevent Myra from progressing in her relationship with that foreign Chinese man. What was his name again? Hatta Baderan.Myra finally gave up. Was she dreaming, or was it really him?“Nothing. I must have mistaken someone for-” she stopped before she said his name. Jake understood immediately.She must have powerful fe

“Dad?”The aged man looked at Myra weakly. Slumped in a wheelchair, her father looked the oldest he had ever been in the last decade. No words came from his mouth, no matter how hard he tried.Myra didn’t remember the last time she had seen him face to face. Because of living in different areas, she would often send him text messages to remind him to take his vitamins and prescriptions, but most of the time, Alfred sent instructions through his right-hand man, Will. She now wondered if he had been sick. At her father’s orders, Will had a close eye on her movements.Then it all stopped.Myra had suspected nothing when she went to Bali. She thought it was the effect Sierra’s mother had on her father and Sierra, the younger daughter herself. Sh

When she woke up again from her afternoon nap, a beautiful pink dress lay on the bed waiting for her. She didn’t know when Jake had left the room, but as the space next to her was still warm, she assumed he hadn’t left for long. She refrained from smiling as she thought of how Jake had held her while she was just in her undergarments, while they were in bed. Just a hug; she reassured herself. But no, she knew it was wrong. By lying with a man in bed, it was already cheating. How could she resolve it with Hart? One day, such things were due to come to light. Even then, two months of feelings were difficult for her to put down in an instant. She’ll get to it when it happens. There was a Chinese idiom, “when the boat gets to the bridge-head, it will naturally go straight.” Everything would be fine. Somehow, a deep feeling nestled inside her, telling her she was wrong.  Jake and his father sat at the dinner table, as if waiting for her presen

Myra eagerly counted the days that she hadn’t heard from either Jake or Hart. Of course, life went on as normal, but she couldn’t hide her exasperation.That night, she had rejected Jake’s feelings because of her guilt for Hart. And Hart had gone missing for three weeks now. What in the world was going on? Sierra had even joked that she had lost two men in a night, but she had never felt more confused.She just wanted to speak to Hart about the betrothal and have them come to a consensus before she could tell Jake her conclusion. Either way, it wasn’t going to be pretty. She needed the help from Jake’s family to escape falling into poverty, but she wasn’t ready to let go of Hart just yet. She had grown used to him being around and helping about the house. And he had used the ‘love’ word on her. Her guilt was so ov

Three Hours LaterThe sound of squeaking metal woke Myra, giving her some time to view the unfamiliar surroundings around her. White walls, a patient bed. She was in the hospital. What had just happened?An elderly uniformed nurse with her long hair in a bun wheeled a trolley with covered plates of food into the room, greeting her with a polite smile. Her name tag glinted as she spoke, taking Myra away from her thoughts.“Miss, we are serving lunch now. Do you prefer chicken or fish? She observed the nurse briefly while on the verge of pouting. She didn’t fancy either, being the picky person she was. But while being a patient, she had little choice.