Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bump and Run: The Ex's Pursuit: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

With this in mind, Kartika averted her gaze, a veiled distance echoing in her voice, “Planning on settling down here long-term?”“Yeah, everything should be stable in about half a month.”At that, Kartika replied, “Then consider this an early congratulations on your return. However, I foresee my schedule being quite packed. It's unlikely I'll have spare time to hang out.”Dima needed no further hints to grasp the subtle rejection in Kartika’s tone. Yet, the impulsive youth he once was had evolved into a more patient man. Years had taught him not to rush things—for Kartika, he was willing to play a long game.“It's alright,” he maintained his calm, “We can catch up whenever you’re free. Just don’t forget this old friend, even after all these years."His unexpected composure left Kartika second-guessing her earlier assumption. Had she misunderstood his intentions?Quickly, she made peace with the idea. It was possible that Dima, after five years abroad, already had a girlfriend. The tie

The more Lestari pondered, the more her resentment festered, igniting fury that paid no heed to the attempts at restraint. There stood Lee, Farhan's aide, called in post-work hours by an abrupt summons, now silently observing the commotion at the hospital's entrance, her outburst scattering debris like confetti. He leaned casually against the wall, arms crossed, a silent eyewitness to the unfolding drama, inwardly shaking his head at the facade crumbling before him. Despite the distressing idea of Lestari's potential scar, which the doctors had grimly predicted, his compassion was short-lived. The thought of Kartika's pregnancy instantly striped away any pity for Lestari. Especially when her friends incessantly insinuated to the all-too-trusting Farhan that it was Kartika who had pushed Lestari. How could Kartika, already silently bearing the brunt of her pregnancy, be responsible for such an act? If so, surely there must have been provocation. Lee's loyalty obviously lay with Karti

Lestari was dumbstruck, feeling all color drain from her face.She could never have anticipated Farhan's words. What did he mean by advising her to be more careful next time? So, was he implying that today's fall, her injuries, were all her doing, and that Kartika had nothing to do with it? He wasn't planning on holding Kartika accountable, was he?No, that was not what she should be focusing on right now. The question at hand was why Farhan had returned with such a change of heart. It must have been something Kartika said, Lestari concluded, her face paling at the thought.In an instant, overwhelmed by her swirling emotions, Lestari lunged at Farhan, sobbing softly in his embrace."I'm sorry, I'll remember what you said. It's just...my wound hurts so much, and the doctors...they said it will scar. My mind is a mess right now. Where did you go earlier? Farhan, did you hear about the scar and think I'll be ugly... that you won’t want me anymore?"The soft warmth clinging to him only ag

Kartika stood perplexed, the color draining from her face at Farhan’s words.She didn't expect him to say that—implying the accident was her own fault and clearing Kartika of any wrongdoing. It became clear that any hopes of peaceful coexistence with Lestari had dissipated, and Lestari would most likely blame Kartika for the fall, regardless of what had happened.It seemed Kartika would have to be more vigilant around Lestari from now on; the woman was not as simple as Kartika had initially thought. She might have pretended gentleness and vulnerability, which would be fine if true to her nature, but a façade hiding malice was a different matter altogether.“I’ll take good care of myself,” Kartika reassured Vina. “And look, her plot against me backfired, didn’t it?”“Yes,” Vina agreed with a nod. “It’s comforting when the harm intended for others rebounds upon the instigator.”Their conversation was interrupted as the waiter served up another sweet treat for Kartika.Vina’s eyes widene

Kartika managed to send Farhan packing without so much as raising her voice, let alone an argument. The door slammed with enough force to send echoes ricocheting through the hallway. She shrugged off the tension and tenderly stroked her belly, whispering words of comfort to her unborn child. "Don't be scared, baby. Don’t mind him. When you grow up, you can't be like him with such a terrible temper."After her private rebuttal, she readied herself for the office.—No sooner had Farhan stepped into the garage than his phone rang. Still riled up from his exchange with Kartika, he pulled out the phone with a grimace but his anger faded as he saw the caller ID and he limply accepted the call."Dr. Chen."It was Mrs. Qin's primary physician."Mr. Qin, good day."Dr. Chen’s voice was as measured and gentle as ever. "I hope I’m not bothering you. I was hoping to discuss Mrs. Qin’s current condition and schedule a check-up for her sometime soon if that's convenient for you?"Farhan gripped th