Semua Bab GEEKY GIRL REVENGE: Bab 11 - Bab 16

Hugo smiled as he pulled a chair closer and sat beside the wheeled bed that cradled my body."I'm here because I want to be. It's my duty to stay by my fiancée’s side."His voice was calm, gentle—almost too soft for someone like him.I turned my gaze toward the window. The silhouettes of trees swayed quietly under the autumn breeze. Dry leaves danced in the air’s delicate current, and for a moment, I wanted to leap from that window. To fall into a world that didn’t know me. A world without Hugo in it.“I don’t need you here,” I said, still looking outside.“But I’ll stay anyway,” he replied, quick and firm.A bitter smile tugged at my lips.If only you had done this five years ago, when I first woke up from that cursed night.If only you had stayed when all the strands of hair I once took pride in began to fall, leaving me bare and broken.If only you hadn’t turned away and left me to face those days alone.If only… then maybe today, I would’ve chosen to share this bed with you.To le

The next morning, Hugo arrived earlier than I expected.I hadn’t even finished fixing my hair when I heard a soft knock on my hospital room door. Before I could answer, the door opened—and there he was, walking in with that signature overconfidence that always seemed a little too much for someone who was, ultimately, only human.He carried two cups of coffee in take-away holders that looked far too aesthetic for something meant to be disposable, along with two still-warm chocolate croissants in a chic Parisian-style paper bag. And—of course—he brought his usual infuriating aura, the kind that was impossible to ignore no matter how hard one tried. He entered the room like a lead actor who knew, without a doubt, that the spotlight was his. And damn it, it was.“Good morning, favorite patient,” he greeted lightly, with that half-smile of his that was far too lethal for this early in the day. “Ready to be released from this white prison?”I shot him a sharp look. “I’m not imprisoned. I’m

Two days after that kiss, the world was still in an uproar.But I remained silent.I let the media spiral into madness, let the name Ana top the search trends, let gossip analysts dig into a past they didn't know—and would never find.Hugo had vanished for two days.No messages. No calls. Nothing.I should’ve felt relieved.But instead, it made everything feel even heavier.Hugo was a man full of surprises. And when he went quiet... it meant he was planning something.And I was right.At eight in the evening, Holly walked into my apartment with a wary expression. In her hand, a tablet—already streaming a live broadcast.“Ana, look at this.”Live coverage is underway on a leading business news channel. A lavish conference room, the camera fixed on an empty podium.Then, Hugo stepped out from behind the curtain—black suit, dark gray tie, and a gaze sharp enough to cut through glass.The commentator's voice echoed:“Today, at the main corporate conference of Max, Hugo Maximiliano Cassila