บททั้งหมดของ Unrequited Love: I want a divorce from you!: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

They both entered the house, accompanied by the sound of rain pattering outside. Although the atmosphere inside the house felt tense and full of uncertainty, at least they felt safe from the storm raging outside.Nayla felt touched by Zavier's protective gesture, but their tranquility was soon disrupted when Zavier's phone rang loudly. They had just entered the house, but an unexpected call from Sefia made the atmosphere tense.Zavier pressed the green button to answer the call."Sefia?" "What happened?" Zavier asked, his voice slightly trembling with the panic that was starting to set in. His hands looked like they were shaking as he held his phone tightly.Nayla also heard bad news over the phone, and her face looked full of worry. "Is something happening to your father?" she asked, trying to catch the conversation. Seeing the gestures shown by Zavier, Nayla guessed that something bad was happening at that moment.Sefia gave a

After Zavier swallowed his medicine, Nayla sat beside him on the sofa, embracing him lovingly. "Should I contact Sefia to ask about your father?" she asked gently. Zavier nodded weakly. "Yes, please." Tell him that the rain is too heavy for us to be there," he said in a soft voice. Nayla nodded in understanding, then took her phone and searched for Sefia's number. She sent a short message to Sefia, inquiring about Zavier's father's condition and informing her that they couldn't come due to the heavy rain. Nayla didn't want to make a direct call because she was afraid unnecessary conversations would happen. After sending the message, Nayla sat back down next to Zavier, hugging him tightly. They both then sat together in silence, waiting for news from Sefia and hoping that Zavier's father's condition would improve soon. Gently, Nayla let Zavier's head rest on her lap. They sat together on the warm bed,

Nayla felt slapped by Kayla's words, but she would not give up so easily. She knew that she had to face Xander, at least she had to show her sympathy. "I have to talk to him," Nayla said with a determination that surprised even herself. "I just brought some fruit and showed my sympathy." Kayla stared at Nayla stiffly. "You dare to come here and act as if you are innocent." You are the destroyer of our family, Nayla. You don't deserve to be part of this family. Look at what you've done to my Zavier and Xander. The man is lying weakly now! Kayla covered her mouth as if she were holding back tears. In fact, she was just pretending to act out a drama of how broken her heart was. Nayla felt suffocated, but she wouldn't let Kayla's words stop her. With the courage she gathered from within, she stepped forward, challenging the sharp gaze of Zavier's stepmother. "I'm sorry for everything

Nayla, the woman he trusted wholeheartedly, was accused of doing something dishonorable by Sefia, even though he knew his ex-girlfriend sitting next to him right now seemed to have hidden motives. "Impossible," Zavier hissed, but doubt had found a place within him. Sefia nodded, her expression full of wicked delight. "The facts are right in front of you, Zavier." You can believe it if you want to. "Is it possible that I'm making things up and looking for someone who resembles your wife just to deceive you?" "You look drunk," Sefia said, then moved closer to embrace Zavier. Zavier felt the world around him spinning, everything he believed becoming blurry. He wanted to deny the inevitable truth, but the images could not be easily dismissed. "You have to trust me, Zavier," Sefia whispered sweetly in Zavier's ear, her voice piercing him like a knife. Her hands st

In the torturous silence, Nayla let her tears flow continuously, like an endless river of suffering pouring out from her shattered heart. She feels like she's trapped in an endless nightmare, not knowing how to wake up from this torturous sleep. Nayla immediately went home by taxi. She didn't know what she should do right now. "Everything is in the past." I was just repeatedly deceived," he muttered to himself. In the creeping darkness, Nayla felt herself sinking into uncontrollable solitude. Her heart and mind were trapped in a whirlpool of deep despair, with no way out in sight. Trembling, she tried to delete the photo from her phone screen, but the shadows of Zavier and Sefia continued to haunt her mind like a ghost chasing her. He felt like he was haunted by the image of them together, an indelible betrayal that continued to burn the wounds that had opened in his heart.