Semua Bab Signed to Suffer, Destined to Love: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Silva waited patiently for Ralph as he ate the fruit combo. She rubbed her hand on his back, assuring him that she had him to lean on. He didn't rush the fruit combo, and she knew that he was trying to buy himself some time.Ralph finished the plate of fruits after what seemed like an eternity. He faced Silva, who offered him a reassuring smile. He drew her closer to himself and kissed her. It was a slow, deep kiss.Silva was stunned by his action, which wasn't what she was waiting for. "What's that for?" She asked, gasping for breath."It makes me feel better than this, you tasted like heaven," Ralph replied, playing with the lock of her hair."Okay, so can we talk about it now? You can take all the time you want, I'm here to listen and perform the Silva magic to make it all go away," Silva said, staring at his face with concern.Ralph laughed, his voice deep and shaky from the kiss. "You really know how to make me talk, don't you?" He rubbed his thumb over her lower lip."What do yo

Ralph took Silva's hand as they stepped into their room, gazing at her with eyes full of affection. "You look stunning today; this wouldn’t have been a success without you by my side," he murmured, planting a gentle kiss on her knuckles."Babe, it's really okay, I mean we have to do all we can to save the company, that's one thing that I've seen you work so passionately for," Silva said, reciprocating his love."Yeah, I get it, and I really am sorry for my behavior last night. I shouldn't have given you the cold shoulder when you weren't responsible for what happened to my mom. Ignoring you during today’s meeting with the investors was uncalled for. I just had so much weighing on me," Ralph admitted as they moved further into the room."Love, can you just stop apologizing already? You aren't perfect, so it's okay; your flaws are pardonable. Just happy that I could be of little help to you," Silva said, hugging him tightly.Ralph held on for a little while as if he were gathering streng

Ralph sat down in the conference room, eyes glued to what each department manager was scribbling on the board as to how to tackle the issue with the investors in case issues like this arise in the future.Out of the five agendas to be discussed by different panels and directors, there were only two and a half through, and it would be a lie to say that he wasn't appreciative of how engrossed and dedicated each department is towards their job. Of course, some measures keep them on their toes, but whatever success The Royal Association holds today, he owes it all to everyone working in his firm, both great and small. The twentieth anniversary has everyone on their toes, but first, ordinances have to be put in place for the investor's sake.His phone vibrated, and his eyes darted to it, tempted to unlock it and see who it might be, knowing fully well that not many people had his contact information apart from a few important ones.The phone vibrates again, Ralph takes his phone and check

"Ben, are you sure there's no mix-up in the lab during the examination? Because for all I can tell, you could’ve mistaken someone else’s report for my wife’s." Ralph said with a look of disbelief. Ben gave him a steady, solemn look—the kind he had mastered over the years."“No, Ralph, we fully understand that your family lab is different from the others, and there’s no chance we made such an error on our part. We’ve successfully flushed the poison from her system, which has helped restore her stability. You should be thankful you brought her in when you did, even though the poison has caused some damage to her body. But rest assured, we have the situation well under control,” Ben reassured him. Having been their family doctor for years, he truly knows his way around these issues."Be rest assured?" Ralph scoffed. "I should be rest assured when my wife is tied to that hospital bed with no sign of life in her? For goodness sakes, all those tubes poking out of her and no sign of life in

Ralph has practically been living in the hospital for the past week, bringing office work to the hospital to keep his mind busy and reading bedtime stories for Silva. He massages her body carefully before he leaves for work with the hope that she will respond to his touch one day.He kissed her forehead before leaving for work, always hoping—praying—that one day she’d respond to his touch.The monitors beeped steadily, taunting him with their cold reassurance. Silva’s fingers were limp in his hand, but he clung to them like a man drowning.Celia entered quietly, eyes swollen from crying. “Ralph,” she whispered. “You need to rest.” He shook his head, eyes bloodshot. Celia knelt beside him. “This isn’t your fault.”“She went out because of me. I pushed her to make that appearance. She looked so beautiful." His voice trembled. “Only to come home to die.”“She’s not dying,” Celia said firmly. “She’s stronger than this.”Ralph looked at her. “Yes...yes she is.”Even though everything seem