Semua Bab MR. CEO, Your Wife Is Back!: Bab 201 - Bab 210

Chapter 201The news about the Wilson family’s car accident quickly spread across various media. Photos of the bridge filled with floodlights, ambulances, and police lines dominated television screens and trended on social media. The Wilson family’s name suddenly became the public’s spotlight.In his office, Zasco stared tensely at his tablet screen. The headline was clear: “Wilson Family Car Plunges into River, Search Still Underway.”His heart pounded. “Rebecca…” he muttered softly.Without a second thought, he immediately grabbed his car keys. His assistant tried to stop him. “Sir, where are you going?”Zasco didn’t answer. He rushed out in a hurry.Meanwhile, at the accident site, Samuel was still standing at the edge of the bridge, clutching Reno’s soaked little robot. His face was pale, his eyes red, but he tried to remain strong. Bani stayed by his side, giving small reports about the movement of the additional divers’ team.The scene grew more crowded. Journalists started film

Morning arrived, the sunlight beginning to pierce through the thin mist above the river. Yet the search still yielded no results. Rebecca and Reno had not been found.Samuel stood motionless at the edge of the bridge since the night before. His eyes were swollen, his face weary. Bani remained by his side without leaving.A police officer approached again. “Mr. Samuel, I understand you want to wait. But for now, it’s best if you go home first. Your mother’s body has already been taken to the hospital. The hospital staff are also requesting your presence for further arrangements.”Samuel did not immediately respond. His gaze remained fixed on the dark surface of the water. Then, in a hoarse voice, he said, “If I leave, who will wait for them here?”Bani gently touched his shoulder. “Sir, I know how you feel. But Madam Wanna must be taken care of. We cannot delay it too long.”Samuel let out a heavy sigh. “Rebecca, Reno, wait a little. I will return.”At last, with weary steps, Samuel le

Samuel and Bani had arrived at the hospital. Samuel walked quickly, with Bani following behind. Several hospital staff bowed respectfully as they passed, as if they knew who they were accompanying. A police officer was already waiting in front of the morgue. His face was stiff, clearly carrying heavy news. “Mr. Samuel,” the officer greeted softly, “the body is ready to be shown. We ask you to prepare yourself.” Samuel immediately glared at him. “Open it now. I want to see. I want to make sure myself that it is not my wife.” Bani tried to hold Samuel’s arm. “Sir, please, take a breath first.” But Samuel brushed him off harshly. “I’m fine! Open it!” With heavy hearts, the staff pushed forward the gurney covered with a white cloth. Samuel stepped closer quickly, his heart pounding violently. The officer gave a signal, and the cloth was slowly pulled away. The unpleasant stench instantly hit the air. The body was bloated, skin peeling, the face almost unrecognizable. Sam

Rebecca sat leaning against the headboard. Fatigue made her eyes heavy, but her mind only grew more active. The room was so quiet. No Catrine, no Louis, only herself with the confusion that still pierced. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. “The accident, I remember everything. The car, the water, then darkness.” Her fingers gripped the blanket. “Why am I in someone else’s body now?” With trembling hands, Rebecca reached for the remote on the nightstand. She turned on the television, hoping there would be information that could answer her questions. The screen displayed the morning news. A female newscaster read with a calm voice: “Sad news still shrouds the Wilson family. The wife of young businessman, Mr. Samuel Wilson, was declared dead in the accident that occurred four days ago. Mr. Samuel’s mother, who was in the same vehicle, also could not be saved. Meanwhile, their son, Reno Barra Wilson, and Mr. Samuel’s younger sister, Sindy Wilson, remain in critical condi

Meanwhile, Zasco stood before Rebecca’s grave, holding a single white lily in his hand.He lowered his head, staring at Rebecca’s name clearly engraved on the tombstone. His hand trembled slightly as he placed the flower down.“Rebecca… I never thought everything would happen this quickly,” he said softly. “I thought there was still time to talk to you, to get to know you better. Turns out, I was wrong.”He took a deep breath, holding back the tightness in his chest. Zasco was not a man who easily showed emotion, but this time it was hard for him to hide the feeling of loss.His assistant stood a few steps behind, waiting in silence until Zasco finally turned around.“Any news about the woman from that night?” Zasco asked directly, his voice flat yet sharp.The assistant lowered his head. “Not yet, Sir. We’re still tracing every possibility, but so far there has been no significant result.”Zasco frowned, clearly dissatisfied with the answer. “It’s been a month. A full month, and you