The following day, Felix just let Marianne to take her time to think and tell him what's going on. Marianne, grateful for Felix's unexpected support, spent the following day wrestling with her inner turmoil. The echoes of their emotional confrontation still resonated in her mind, but Felix's willingness to listen and his genuine concern planted a seed of hope within her. As she paced the living room, her thoughts raced, considering the risks and potential consequences of revealing the truth to Felix. She knew that opening up meant exposing him to the dangerous world orchestrated by Ramon Anderson, but the weight of secrecy was becoming unbearable. Felix, respecting Marianne's need for space, gave her the time and distance she required. He busied himself with household chores, occasionally glancing at the closed door of the room where Marianne was deep in thought. The atmosphere in the house felt heavy, laden with unspoken words and unresolved tension. In the evening, Felix called N

As Felix went back to their house, he then saw Marianne on the living room, and it seemed like she had been waiting for him all day long. "Felix? Did something happen? I've been calling you a few times, but-" she didn't finish what she was about to say when Felix suddenly hugged her. Her eyes widened in surprise, but slowly, she's giving in, she gently tap his back. Marianne felt a mixture of relief and concern as Felix enveloped her in a tight embrace. His grip was firm, as if he was holding onto her for dear life. She could sense the tension in his body, the residual stress from the challenging decisions he had to make. As Felix held her, Marianne's initial confusion turned into a gentle understanding. She could feel the weight of his emotions, and without the need for words, she knew that something significant had transpired during his visit to the Anderson mansion. The subtle tremor in his voice and the way his fingers pressed into her back spoke volumes. Felix buried his fa

Back at the house, Felix saw Marianne packing her things as she's ready to leave the house. Marianne glanced up as Felix entered the room, surprise and concern etched across her face. The room, once a sanctuary of shared dreams and whispered promises, now stood as a silent witness to the fractures in their carefully constructed world. "Felix, I've been waiting for you," Marianne uttered and walked towards him. "I'm sorry, we've discussed some things about the-" "I know. So, where is it?" Marianne asked, but Felix seemed confused on what she was talking about. "What do you mean?" he asked in confusion. "The divorce papers," she uttered, and Felix just nod his head in realization. He walked towards his room and take out the envelope containing the divorce papers, handing them to Marianne with a heavy heart. Marianne took the envelope, her gaze fixed on Felix's face. The room felt charged with unspoken emotions, a silent acknowledgment of the tangled web they found themselves i

Marianne stood at a discreet distance, hidden in the shadows of the night. Her presence at the wedding was a silent testament to the complex web of emotions that entangled her. She wanted to ensure that Felix was going through with the wedding for the right reasons, primarily for the safety of her mother. However, a part of her couldn't deny the ache of curiosity and a longing to witness the moment she had tried so hard to bury. As Felix's gaze met hers, a subtle tension passed between them. Marianne felt a mix of emotions—concern, regret, and an undeniable twinge of sadness. She knew that she had to stay hidden, observing from afar without interfering in the facade of Felix's new life. She looked away and started to walked away from the venue. As Marianne slipped into the shadows, Felix's gaze lingered on the spot where she had stood. The echoes of their shared history reverberated in the air, and a palpable tension clung to him as he continued to navigate the wedding celebration.

Nate whispered words of comfort to Charlotte as he held her, understanding that the situation was far more complex than he initially thought. In the midst of the unexpected embrace, he couldn't help but wonder about the intricate web of relationships and emotions unraveling within the office. After a moment, Charlotte composed herself, pulling away from Nate. She wiped away her tears, offering a weak smile. "I'm so sorry for doing this, Nate. I just... I didn't expect things to be like this." Nate nodded understandingly, his gaze filled with empathy. "It's alright, Ms. Charlotte. Sometimes, life throws unexpected challenges at us. If you need someone to talk to or any assistance, I'm here for you." Charlotte appreciated Nate's support, and for a moment, she felt a sense of gratitude amid the chaos of her emotions. "Thank you, Nate. I appreciate it." Nate knocked on Felix's office door, the atmosphere inside still heavy with the lingering tension of earlier events. Felix looked up,