Sebastian felt confused and frustrated. He didn’t want to get caught up in this devious adult game. Deep down, he wanted his father to want something more genuine and meaningful for their relationship. “But this isn’t what I expected, Dad. I wanted us to build a stronger relationship based on honesty, not manipulation,” he insisted, feeling the emotions roiling inside him.
Of course, his father remained firm. “I know this seems difficult, but we have to play this game for our own good. Let them help us with connections and business opportunities. It’s all for your future,” he said again, trying to defend his position.
Sebastian still couldn’t believe that his father hadn’t changed a bit. Deep inside, he felt a combination of anger and deep disappointment, but he realized that some things couldn’t be changed that easily.
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Sebastian seemed at a loss for words. He was not only angry with Sara, but also with himself for still paying attention to her argument, even though there was clearly injustice in this situation. “You really have no shame,” he said, staring at her with a sharp gaze. He was sure that all of this was not solely about Dinda, but more focused on Sara’s personal interests and the egoism that always overshadowed her decisions.“I’m just doing what’s best for Dinda. You should understand, this isn’t just about the two of us—she’s the most important,” Sara said coldly, as if she was trying to dramatize the situation to gain sympathy.Sebastian bit his lip, feeling the emotions inside him rising. “You may be able to pretend like you care about Dinda, but everything you do is only for your own benefit. If you truly want what’s best for
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“She’s Sara’s child!” his father retorted, as if trying to emphasize that Dinda wasn’t entirely his. “You’re just caught up in these emotions. This isn’t the way to solve problems, Sebastian.”“It may not be the way you want, but it’s the way I believe in,” Sebastian said, his tone firm. He knew that his father didn’t want to understand what he was feeling. “I’m not going back to Sara. She stabbed me in the back, and I’m not going to let myself be tied down again to someone who betrayed me.”His father fell silent, perhaps surprised by Sebastian’s assertiveness. “But legally, this could be a serious problem. You can’t live your life based on feelings alone,” he tried to explain, but Sebastian no longer paid attention to his words.“
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“No. She doesn’t want to see you anymore. ‘Poor daddy’,” Sara replied sarcastically, as if belittling Sebastian’s efforts to be involved in Dinda’s life. Every word that came out of her mouth was like a needle that stabbed his heart deeper.Sebastian felt pent-up anger. “This is too much, Sara! I’m not the ‘poor daddy’ you mentioned! I may not be Dinda’s biological father, but I want to be a part of her life,” he said, his voice rising, but he tried to make sure he remained polite despite the anger.But Sara just smiled sarcastically, making him feel even more hopeless. “She might be better off without your drama-filled presence. Why don’t you just focus on yourself?” she replied, shrugging as if none of this mattered to her.Sebastian was completely fed u
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She only realized how important Sebastian was after finding out that he was the 'heir' of a large company. Everything she had previously considered trivial about Sebastian now seemed valuable in her eyes. She had once underestimated his struggles, thinking that Sebastian was just a part of her past, but now she felt as if she had missed a great opportunity.Even though regret was on her mind, Sara quickly pushed it aside. She had already committed herself to marry Rendy, who clearly had wealth and a strong social position. Money was the most valuable thing to her, and she knew that in order to get what she wanted, she had to be consistent with her choice.“There’s no going back,” she thought firmly. “Everything is done for money.” She knew that even though her feelings for Sebastian might still be there, her decision to unite with Re
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Sara woke up in the middle of the night feeling restless. The room was quiet, but suddenly a weak groan came from Dinda's room. Her instincts immediately told her to get up and check on her daughter. With quick steps, Sara headed to Dinda's room, and when she approached the small bed, she saw Dinda's face sweating and looking restless in her sleep."Dinda?" Sara called softly, trying to wake her daughter who looked disturbed in her sleep.However, Dinda only groaned softly, her small body writhing restlessly. Sara felt her heart sink in worry. When she touched Dinda's forehead, she was surprised to find her daughter's body very hot. The heat was so high that Sara pulled her hand away quickly as if stung."Oh my God ...," Sara muttered, her heart pounding. Panic immediately surged in her chest. She knew this was no ordinary fever. Without thinki
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Suddenly, Dinda began to move restlessly in her sleep. Her pale face looked increasingly tense, and she began to make soft sounds. "Dad... Sebastian..." she groaned in a hoarse and weak tone. Her body was shaking even more, and Sara, who realized what her daughter had said, was shocked. "Sebastian?" Sara muttered softly, her heart astonished. Why at a time like this, when Dinda was sick and had a fever, was Sebastian the name her daughter was calling? She felt shocked to see Dinda continue to call out for her father, a small cry was heard between her gasping breaths. Dinda continued to sleep talk, her body shivering and calling incessantly, "Dad... Sebastian... miss you..." Sara felt her heart being stabbed. Guilt began to creep into her chest. How could Dinda miss her father so much, while she had always closed the door between Dinda and Sebastian? Sara knew, however, that Sebastian was a part of Dinda's life. But she never thought that the longing would be so deep, even in the
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Suddenly, Sara's maid, Mrs. Rina, appeared from the side of the house. Her face looked worried, and when she saw Sebastian, she immediately approached him. "Mr. Sebastian," she said in a low voice. "Dinda... she was taken to the hospital last night." Sebastian felt as if the whole world stopped for a moment. "What? Why? What happened to her?" he asked urgently, unable to hide his surging anxiety. Mrs. Rina shook her head, her eyes full of sympathy. "Dinda has a high fever and can't sleep. Mrs. Sara took her to the hospital for further treatment." "Dinda is in the hospital now?" Sebastian panicked and rushed to his car. "I have to go there. Thank you, Mrs. Rina." "Mr. Sebastian, be careful. Mrs. Sara is already there, and they are still examining her," Mrs. Rina added, but Sebastian was impatient. He drove to the hospital full of worry. Sebastian panicked when he arrived at the hospital and immediately found out where Dinda was being treated. He ran to the reception desk, his brea
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Dinda, who was still lying weakly on the bed, suddenly hugged Sebastian tightly. Her small but soulful hands gripped Sebastian's shirt, as if afraid that her father would leave again. "Daddy... I miss you so much," her voice was hoarse but full of emotion. Sebastian was silent for a moment, his heart seemed to explode with mixed feelings—happy, sad, and relieved. He returned Dinda's hug gently, embracing his daughter in the warmth he had longed for. "Daddy misses you so much too, honey," he whispered, Sebastian's voice trembling slightly. Dinda continued to hug Sebastian tightly, not wanting to let go. Her tears began to flow, dripping down her cheeks which were hot from the fever. "I was scared, Daddy... I thought Daddy wouldn't come again." Sebastian rubbed Dinda's back gently, trying to calm his daughter. "Daddy is always there for you, Dinda. Whatever happens, Daddy will never leave you. You are everything to Daddy." Hearing Sebastian's words, Dinda calmed down a lit