Todos los capítulos de Husband's Regret After the Charade is Revealed : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

"Don’t waste time—get in!" The burly man snapped, shoving Calvin roughly until he stumbled into the backseat of the black sedan.The door slammed shut with a deafening crash. Before Calvin could twist around or speak, two more guards on either side clamped cold iron handcuffs around his wrists. The car surged forward, speeding away from the quiet beach road toward the highway.Calvin didn’t fight. The man who once radiated untouchable dominance now sat slumped, surrendering completely. His head and shirt were still damp from the water Rosemary had thrown in his face minutes before. His gaze was empty, staring out the window as coconut trees blurred past. Part of him felt left behind in that little café—with the woman who’d just shattered his pride with truths too painful to bear."Where are you taking me?" he asked, voice thin and ragged, stripped of every trace of his usual command.The driver glanced back. "Mr. Wijaya is waiting at his main residence. The man you nearly destroyed ha

The steady, blaring tone of the heart monitor rang through the ICU as the masked man stepped closer to Rosemary. A silenced pistol in his hand was pointed straight at the belly of the woman, five months pregnant. "Don't try anything stupid!" he warned, his voice low and heavy. "Drop the papers on the floor, then kick them over to me!" Rosemary froze. Her fingers tightened around the crumpled documents left behind by Calvin. Her breath came in quick gasps, her eyes darting repeatedly toward the bed where her husband lay. Amidst everything, the medical team was still fighting to save his life. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice trembling. "That’s none of your concern. Hand over the documents!" "Why do you want them?" Rosemary tried to buy time. "What is it you’re all so afraid of finding out from these papers?" The masked man let out a cold, mocking laugh. "You don’t need to know. There are things a woman like you was never meant to understand." "I won’t give them to you!" His

Morning draped over Capital Central Hospital, sunlight streaming through tall windows along the corridors. Medical activity picked up, yet the atmosphere outside the ICU remained quiet. Rosemary sat in the very same chair as the night before. Her long hair was slightly tousled, her face pale, and dark circles beneath her eyes told of a sleepless night. But she had no intention of leaving. Ever since Calvin’s fingers had moved hours earlier, her conviction had deepened—he was fighting to come back to her. The doctors had given no guarantees, yet she clung to hope. The ICU door opened. A doctor stepped out, holding a chart. "Mrs. Rosemary, how are you holding up this morning?" She stood quickly. "How is my husband, Doctor?" "His condition is relatively stable. The movement you saw last night was likely a reflex or early neurological response. We’ll run further tests to see if consciousness is returning." "So… he isn’t truly awake yet?" "Not yet. But we’re watching h

Davian stood by the window in his office, a tablet in hand, his expression grave as he read a fresh report from one of his most trusted men. Ever since listening to that recording, his mind had been unsettled. Threats against Rosemary were never to be taken lightly—not with Calvin lying unconscious in the hospital. He knew he had to step in and take charge of the investigation before their enemies struck again. He made the call. "Go through every single archive of the Wijaya family companies. I want the full list of everyone who had access to financial records and property documents over the past twenty years." "Understood, Mr. Davian. Any names to prioritize?" "Broto." He paused. "Dig up everything on that man—his employment history, business ties, every transaction, every associate. Don't miss even the smallest detail." "I'll get right on it, sir." He ended the call and looked back at his screen. An old photograph showed a man in his fifties standing beside Calvin’s fat

Rosemary stood before the large mirror in their bedroom.She wore a simple, elegant cream-colored suit. Her long hair was pulled back neatly, and a black work bag hung over her shoulder. Every now and then, one hand rested gently on her growing belly.It had been several weeks since Calvin woke from his coma. While he was steadily improving, he still needed rehabilitation to regain his strength. He couldn’t yet return to running the company as he once had.Meanwhile, things at Astra Wijaya Group were growing worse.Broto was still nowhere to be found, but his influence lingered. Several directors who had once answered to him were now quietly moving to seize company assets.Rosemary could no longer stand by and watch.She had lost too much to lies and betrayal. This time, she would not let anyone destroy the family she was fighting so hard to rebuild.“Honey… are you really going to the office?”Calvin’s voice came from behind her. She turned to see him sitting in his wheelchair, dress