Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Fiancé Planned 33 Accidents: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Victor returned home like a walking corpse. The moment the door closed behind him, his strength finally gave out. He collapsed to his knees, the floor hard beneath him, as darkness swallowed him whole and regret came crashing down far too late to matter.In his memories, Sylvia had always been someone who could not endure even the smallest slight. Yet with him, she had borne endless suffering and never once cried out.For half a month, he searched for her without rest. But someone whose identity had been erased was not a person you could simply find, not unless she chose to reveal herself.And the chances of that were even slimmer.One day, after tearing the house apart without finding their engagement rings, realization struck. They were still in his office at the hospital.So during his leave, Victor returned there. As he reached the door to his office, voices drifted out from inside.He paused. Then he remembered that he had once allowed Rachel to use the office to rest at noo

Sylvia did not know how he had found her, but she had no intention of seeing him.She stayed outside and called the hotel, asking them to check her out and bring her luggage down. Once she had it, she went straight to the airport and changed her ticket to the earliest available flight out.By the time Victor received confirmation of her room number and rushed upstairs, the room was already empty. Two months of sleepless searching were gone again.He stood there, stunned, in the place where he had come closest to Sylvia in two months, unable to move.…Sylvia arrived the next morning. This time, she did not stay at a hotel. She rented a small place, settled in briefly, then went to the address printed on the business card.It was a private hospital with a quiet, pleasant atmosphere.She showed the card at the front desk and skipped registration entirely, escorted straight to Henry's office."Dr. Foster is doing rounds," the nurse said. "Please wait here for a moment."Sylvia no

There were too many people, so they split into two cars. Sylvia rode with Henry and Helena. The others took taxis.Since she still got carsick, Sylvia sat in the front passenger seat.Helena lounged in the back, staring out the window and talking nonstop. "That guy just now was so handsome. He looked a little worn out, sure, but you could still tell. I really wanted his contact info."Sylvia said nothing.Henry noticed her silence and spoke without looking back. "Will you shut it? Every guy you see is handsome to you. At this point, I don't even know how your eyes work."Helena rose to the challenge at once, completely forgetting Victor as she turned to argue with her brother.Sylvia watched the trees blur past outside the window. That single call of her name echoed again in her mind.There had been no surprise in his voice, which meant it had not been a coincidence. So why had he come looking for her? So much time had passed. If things had gone as they were supposed to, he and

After dropping Helena off, Sylvia finally went home.Once she finished washing up, she lay back on the bed. Victor's talk of love surfaced in her mind again, and she could not help laughing out loud.Hearing the word love from him felt like an insult to the word itself.The next day brought no performance. Even the usual practice schedule was canceled. Sylvia skimmed the group notice, tossed her phone aside, and stared at the ceiling.She realized that, aside from rehearsals and shows, she did not actually have much to do.The sense of emptiness had only just begun to creep in when her phone rang."Is there no practice today?" Henry's voice came through. "I'll pick you up. Let's go out for a bit."Sylvia considered it. She truly had nothing else planned, so she agreed.She got out of bed and took her time getting ready. By the time she went downstairs, Henry was already waiting.She paused, then quickened her steps and slid into the passenger seat. "Did I make you wait? I shou

As Sylvia helped George downstairs, Victor staggered in from outside. He stopped at the bottom step and stared at her, expression blank.The scene struck him as painfully familiar. In the past, Sylvia had supported George down these stairs countless times. For a split second, Victor almost believed she had come back. He almost believed that none of it had happened, that there was still an after for them.Before, her gaze would have found him at once. She would have smiled and spoken his name.Now, no matter how intently he looked at her, Sylvia treated him like air.Everything had happened. It had all already happened. She would not return, and there was no future left for them. The realization pierced his chest like an invisible blade. Every breath cut through him.At dinner, Victor sat across from her, his eyes fixed on her face. From time to time, he picked up dishes she used to like and placed them on her plate.Sylvia never looked up. She focused on talking with George. Ever