บททั้งหมดของ Trapped in My Ex's Love: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Orion panicked the moment his sister collapsed. With his tall, solid build—so much larger than hers, he immediately gathered her frail body into his arms. He rushed out of the room and down the stairs, shouting urgently.“Mom, Dad! Bin fainted!” he yelled, desperate to get her to the hospital.Arlan hurried out of his room upon hearing Orion’s shout, and Annetha, who had been in the dining room, rushed over as well.“What happened?” Annetha asked, terrified at the sight of Bintang in Orion’s arms.“She suddenly fainted, Mom. We have to take her to the hospital,” Orion said.Arlan ran outside to get the car ready while Annetha followed Orion, who carried Bintang anxiously.Annetha’s panic grew. After so many years, why had Bintang relapsed so badly that she fainted again? Her eyes were already brimming with tears.**Bintang was taken to the hospital, now being treated in the ER.“What happened to her, Ion? Why did she faint?” Annetha asked, unable to hold back her grief.“I don’t know

Anta left the hospital after Annetha and Arlan arrived. He actually wanted to tell Langit what had happened to Bintang, but his promise prevented him from doing anything. Bintang was too stubborn to accept any advice.He turned his car toward a small eatery, intending to buy breakfast before heading to his café. He parked on the side of the road, stepped out, and walked toward the place.While walking and scrolling through his phone, Anta reached for the doorknob without looking and accidentally bumped into someone who had just stepped out.“Sorry.” Anta froze when he saw who he had run into.Laras had just finished breakfast there and stiffened when she saw Anta.“Anta.” Laras tried to smile at him.But unfortunately, Anta didn’t respond the same way. As if he didn’t know her, he gave her a cold look and walked inside without a word.Laras stood still, watching Anta’s indifference. She turned and looked at his back. It was always like this. Every time she accidentally ran into him, h

Langit stopped walking when he heard Bintang’s words, releasing his hold on Laras’s hand. He turned around and met Bintang’s gaze. Bintang panicked but tried to remain calm. She had resolved to talk to him, hoping to finally settle the unresolved issue between them. Langit walked toward her, his eyes never leaving her face. Bintang swallowed hard, feeling his stare weigh heavily on her. Laras watched them closely from a short distance away, unable to hear what Langit and Bintang might be discussing. “What do you want to talk about?” Langit asked once he stood before her. “There are a few things. I just want—” Bintang’s words were quickly cut off by him. “I don’t like talking in public, especially about personal matters.” Bintang was startled. He used to patiently wait for her to speak before saying anything himself. “So where do you want to talk? A café or a restaurant?” she asked. “Neither,” he replied with a faint smirk. Bintang raised an eyebrow. If not either of those,

Bintang was stunned by what Langit did, especially when he grabbed her and pinned her against the wall. Her heart pounded rapidly, and the fact that he was shirtless only made her hold her breath when his masculine scent hit her nose. “You always assume your decisions are the best for everyone. But have you ever once asked for someone else’s opinion?” Langit asked, his gaze fixed unwaveringly on her. Their distance was so close that Langit had to lean down slightly to look directly into the face of his former lover. Bintang didn’t answer. She only stared back at him while biting her lip. “Why so quiet? Weren’t you talking a lot earlier?” Langit had released her arm, but moved both hands to the wall beside her head, trapping her in place. “Because I feel it really was the best,” Bintang finally replied. Speaking made her inhale more of his masculine scent. As they held each other’s gaze, Bintang began to feel discomfort in her body. Her temperature was rising; her condition

Langit continued staring at Bintang. She wasn’t unconscious—she only shut her eyes because of the pain attacking her. Worry lined his face, and countless questions spun in his mind.Bintang tightened her eyelids, trying to endure the sudden fever that struck her. Her body felt weak even though she wanted to open her eyes. She was aware when Langit removed her blazer; for a moment she feared he would do something bad to her, but that didn’t happen. She only felt him lifting the sleeve of her shirt before he released her arm.Seeing that she looked like she was trying to open her eyes, Langit reached out and touched her forehead with the back of his hand.Bintang had just opened her eyes when her blurry vision met the gaze of the man touching her forehead.“Your fever has gone down,” Langit said.Bintang didn’t answer. Her gaze stayed locked on him. She cursed herself silently, questioning why she had to relapse in front of Langit like this—it felt like exposing a secret she had worked