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Her expression grew hideous. I covered my face so as not to cry. “I found these photos at home. My husband has been cheating on me. Oh, I’m so miserable. Cecelia was raised in the countryside. My mother-in-law wouldn’t let me see Cecelia to force me to get a son. When my husband finally got a promotion, we could get our daughter home. I thought I was about to live happily ever after. But I didn’t expect to find these photos at home. My husband isn’t home yet. So, I kept these photos and wanted to ask my husband about them.”

"Enough. I have urgent matters to attend to. I'll come back later." Watching his resolute, retreating back, I finally collapsed against the pillows, letting the tears fall in a silent, endless stream. I thought I would cry for hours, but my body had already reached its limit. I had simply run out of tears. In the sterile ward, all that was left was a dead, freezing void.

Ever since that incident, Teguh had been banned from visiting their home, for one unacceptable reason that Candra could not bear. "Dad, I'm sorry. I want to talk to you about my problems." Unexpectedly, Anita fell down in front of Candra's wheelchair, causing both of them to wonder about her intentions. "Don't be like this, Anita. Get up and tell us what brought you here." "Teguh suddenly brought a baby to the house, and of course I refused. He admitted that the baby was the result of an affair with another woman. Then my husband divorced me and kicked me out of my own home. Please, Dad, what should I do now? I have no place to go after my parents died several years ago." Anita's raspy voice

Seda, being four hours less than in London, listened attentively to all the trauma Carla was going through, shaking her head, silently rubbing her forehead, sitting in one of the wicker armchairs in the beautiful solarium of her house. "I'm very sorry to hear that terrible news, son. Poor girl. First, people of her father forced her to get married, and now she has lost the only family member she had left in the middle of December, on these delicate dates... and being back in a land that surely generates so much nostalgia for her. I find this situation difficult... "Talk to her," he interrupted. "She doesn't want to leave the room. I could barely get her to go out to breakfast at the restaura

Alana sat alone in her dimly lit apartment, her heart heavy with anguish after a heated argument with her husband Ricardo. After their fierce dispute, she couldn't see a reason to continue living, as her world had shattered into a million irreparable pieces. “Bri, don't worry, I'm fine,” Alana muttered over the phone and tossed some used tissues in the trash. A cascade of memories flooded her mind, reminding her of the beautiful moments she had once treasured with Ricardo. Reflecting on their shared laughter, love, and warmth, Alana couldn't help but feel a profound sense of loss.

Normally, I would just feel angry at their behavior. But now, their current appearance seemed particularly ridiculous, and it somehow alleviated my annoyance. I chuckled and said, "We’re not divorced." Their smiles froze instantly. Jessica didn't believe it and sneered. "How is that possible? Ryan specifically informed the Civil Affairs Bureau and insisted on getting the divorce certificate immediately. Charlotte, stop pretending. Being divorced is nothing to be ashamed of." I shrugged, deliberately saying, "Well, I don't know. Maybe he suddenly couldn't bear to leave me? After all, the bond between husband and wife is not something everyone can match."

Rex tries to approach me as well, but I gave a hard stare in return. "I have always looked forward to the day where we could have kids together running across the place, but it appears that none of that would be happening." I turned around and walked away from the living room, as the tears threatened to fall. Why did everything seemed to always crumble when I had hope that they would be getting better and falling in place? I questioned myself as I laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling. The news of the triplets infidelity had caused my heart to ache as I am made to realize that a child would be born out of wed luck

Ella whispered sadly, she didn't say any other thing for a while and I waited for her to say something. “This couple have a sad story, they had just one daughter and she died tragically in a car accident and they have had to live childless ever since,” she explained, taking a deep breath, on hearing the words that came out of Ella's mouth, my heart broke into a million pieces.

he replied as I swallowed. Hell, I was hiding a lot of things from him. “I have to get to work now, you can go back right?” He asked and I nodded, “Sure” I replied as I stood up and walked out of the kitchen walking slowly . I couldn't believe that Jonathan and his family had such a pitiful end. I didn’t know how to feel but I felt sorry and pity for Queen Tera who lost her husband, unable to live without her husband. Hugging her husband’s dead boy for ten days, I imagined how the cold body would feel against her and then Jonathan, as young as he was, who had to stay in the same room with his dead parents.