Semua Bab Dear husband I can live without you : Bab 111 - Bab 120

ONE WEEK LATER…. The car rolled slowly into the driveway, sunlight spilling across the familiar walls of Anna’s home. She leaned back against the seat, her chest rising with a quiet sigh of relief. The hospital’s sterile walls and constant beeping machines felt like a bad dream now. Her strength had returned little by little, and for the first time in weeks, she felt steady on her feet and hopeful. “Home,” she whispered, a soft smile tugging at her lips. As the driver opened the door, Anna stepped out carefully, clutching her small handbag. She wasn’t prepared for what came next. “Surprise!” The front door flew open, and a chorus of voices erupted. Vivian stood at the center, grinning from ear to ear, her arms stretched wide. Behind her, colorful balloons bobbed in the air, ribbons fluttered from the ceiling, and a big banner stretched across the living room wall: Welcome Back, Anna! Anna froze on the doorstep, her eyes widening. “Vivian… what is all this?” Vivian darted forward

Anna’s fingers brushed over the sequined fabric, the smooth threads cool beneath her touch. Her eyes, though, weren’t on the dress—they were somewhere else entirely, distant, lost in thought. The boutique’s chandeliers hung like frozen constellations, scattering light across rows of satin, silk, and lace, glinting off the metallic threads of gowns that promised confidence and power.Vivian twirled in front of a mirror, holding a crimson cocktail dress against her frame. “Now this,” she said, striking a pose with a tilt of her hip, “screams classy… dangerous. What do you think?”No response .Vivian turned around, her smile disappeared, replaced by a frown. “Anna , I just asked a question”.Anna forced a smile. “ Oh…It looks perfect on you.”Vivian’s frown deepened. She knew Anna’s masks all too well—the practiced smiles that hid storms. Her best friend had been quiet ever since they stepped into the boutique, the excitement for shopping smothered under a heavy blanket of something da

“Oh my God, I still can’t wrap my head around this—we’re actually in the Bahamas!” Vivian flung her hand dramatically out the window as the car glided past rows of palm trees swaying lazily in the warm ocean breeze.The salty tang of the sea clung to the air, mingling with the sweet perfume of hibiscus flowers lining the driveway. Ahead, the resort revealed itself like something pulled straight out of a dream—glass catching the light, whitewashed walls curving gracefully, balconies dripping with bougainvillea in pinks and purples so vivid they looked painted.Gerald had chosen this slice of paradise for his company’s after-party. Every employee was allowed a plus one, and Anna, of course, had brought Vivian along. Gerald had been generous enough to let them fly with him on his private jet, which only added to the thrill.As soon as they arrived, uniformed attendants rushed forward, whisking away their luggage with smooth efficiency while giving quick, cheerful rundowns of the resort’s

The first blush of dawn slipped quietly through the curtains, spilling pale gold across the room. Dust motes drifted lazily in the glow, almost as if time itself wanted to linger in the serenity of the moment. Anna lay curled against Gerald, her cheek pressed against the warmth of his chest, her breath rising and falling in rhythm with his steady heartbeat. His arm was slung protectively around her waist, anchoring her to him. Their legs tangled together under the sheets, bodies still humming with the intimacy of the night before.The silence felt sacred—until a sharp knock shattered it.Knock. Knock. Knock.The sound was brisk, too firm to be casual. It carried impatience, even urgency.Gerald’s eyes snapped open, his gaze narrowing at the door. His jaw flexed, but he didn’t move right away. Instead, his thumb brushed along the curve of Anna’s waist as though unwilling to surrender the moment to the world outside.Anna stirred with a sleepy murmur, her lashes fluttering but not quite

“Oh gosh! I love this, Mommy!” Aiden cooed, hugging the little crocheted sweater Anna had brought back from the Bahamas. His tiny fingers squeezed the fabric like it was treasure, his face glowing with childlike delight.Anna’s smile softened, her chest tightening with warmth. “I’m glad you like it, baby.”Aiden wrapped his short arms around her waist, pressing his head against her stomach. “Thank you, Mommy.”Anna smoothed a hand across his back, inhaling the sweet scent of his hair. “You’re welcome, love.” But he clung tighter, refusing to let her go.“I missed you, Mommy,” he murmured into her robe.“I missed you too, my baby.” Anna brushed a kiss against his hairline before tipping his chin up. “Did Nora take good care of you while I was away?”Nora was the new babysitter—an upbeat college girl who carried sunshine in her smile, working part-time to save up for her tuition.Aiden’s grin stretched wide, ear to ear. “She did! She’s really nice.”Anna raised a brow, amused. “Oh reall