POV Lucas.The day passed quickly, the day of my meeting with Bianca. I gaze at her figure. Luna, though still looking a bit tired, works with extraordinary enthusiasm. I feel proud and moved seeing her dedication. We work well together, and the company is starting to show significant progress. Sometimes Bianca's shadow still occasionally crosses my mind. I know I need to completely let go of the past to move forward. Whenever doubts and insecurities arise, I remind myself of Luna's commitment and support. She is my future, and I must not let the past haunt me.I can't shake Bianca's shadow from my mind since our unexpected encounter at the supermarket. Sitting at my desk, my thoughts keep drifting back to the past, to the moments we shared. It feels like a recurring nightmare, even though I know Bianca is the past, and Luna is my present and future. I try to focus on work, but memories of Bianca's sweet smile and regretful gaze keep disturbing me. I start feeling confused and angry a

Bianca stood in front of the mirror, closely following herself. A sly smile was etched on her face as she imagined Lucas returning to her arms. However, his daydream was interrupted by the sound of a knock on the door.Bianca turned her head and let out a long sigh. "Oh, Harry," she murmured. "Why did you have to come now?"He walked towards the door and opened it with a forced smile. In front of the door, Harry stood with a hopeful face."Bianca, I miss you," said Harry, his voice soft but emphatic. "I want us to go back to living together."Bianca stared at Harry for a moment, looking for the right words to dodge his request. "Harry, I am... I still have a lot of work, " he said slowly.Harry frowned. "Why? Aren't We Happy Together?"Bianca pretended to think for a moment, then sighed. "Not so, Harry. I just need time to prepare for my career."Harry stepped forward, approaching Bianca. "I can help you.”Bianca smiled faintly, holding back the frustrated urge. "I know, Harry. But

In the luxurious living room of the Patrison family home, the atmosphere was tense. Patrison sat in a plush chair, a sly smile etched on his face. Beside him, his brother Terry watched closely, waiting for the next move. Across from them, Luna sat with a serious expression, trying to understand the hidden intentions behind this conversation."Luna, there's something I want to talk to you about," Patrison said, trying to sound friendly. "It's about LH Tower."Luna raised an eyebrow, eyeing her father suspiciously. "What about LH Tower, Dad?" She sensed something amiss, wondering why her husband's company was being mentioned here.Patrison sighed, pretending to look wise. "I think it's time for us, as a family, to take a bigger role in the management of LH Tower. Lucas, your husband, has many responsibilities, and I'm sure he would agree to share some shares or at least give us important positions." His eyes gleamed with his intention.Luna felt her blood boil at her father's request, hi

Bianca frowned upon hearing Vanessa mention a name that was so familiar to her."I always thought LH Tower belonged to Hudo or Patric," she said with eager curiosity.Vanessa smiled mysteriously, adding an element of tension to their conversation."It turns out it's neither of them. The actual owner is Lucas," Vanessa said with a faint smile."You mean Lucas, my ex-boyfriend?" Bianca exclaimed, her eyes widening.Vanessa nodded firmly, providing certainty in her answer. "Yes, Lucas is the official owner of LH Tower. He holds full control over the company."Those words echoed in Bianca's mind. Her heart raced; she never imagined her ex-boyfriend wielded such power. Thoughts of Lucas began to fill her mind. Her conversation with Vanessa motivated her to approach Lucas again with newfound confidence.Vanessa, being Bianca's close friend, understood her intentions. She also realized how successful Lucas had become, far exceeding their expectations."I still can't believe Lucas has come th

That night, the atmosphere in the house was quiet and tense. Lucas sat on the edge of the bed, staring out the window with a vacant expression. His heart felt heavy with guilt that continued to haunt him. In the next room, his wife, Luna, was busy with her work, seemingly unaware of Lucas's restlessness.Their marriage was not an ordinary one. It was a contractual marriage agreed upon to protect the business interests of their respective families. However, as time went on, Lucas began to feel something more than just a business obligation. He started to love Luna, although they had never really discussed their feelings for each other.But in the past week, Lucas felt trapped in his guilt. He sat brooding on the edge of the bed, his phone in hand. The light from the screen illuminated his tired and anxious face. His wife, Luna, was likely sound asleep in the next room, unaware of the turmoil her husband was going through.Lucas continuously opened and closed the messaging app on his ph