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 Rendy was a more strategic move. A life of comfort, luxury, and financial security were far more important to Sara than a relationship full of uncertainty.
When she thought about all this, she felt that there was something bigger that she had to achieve. All the efforts she had made so far were for her own benefit, and she did not want to sacrifice that opportunity just because of nostalgia or uncertain love.
Rendy, with all his advantages, was a guarantee for a luxurious future. Sara thought about a grand wedding party, a life of comfort, and all the things she could get. The sacrifices she made to get a better life would not be in vain.
With that thought in mind, Sara opened her closet and prepared her wedding dress with Rendy, trying to make up her mind. She erased all doubts that existed and committed to not looking back again.
From her perspective, living with Sebastian would not provide the same security; on the contrary, living with Rendy would take her to the peak that she had always dreamed of. “I will do anything for money,” she said to herself, returning to the principle that had been her life’s guideline in the past few years.
While looking in the mirror, Sara smiled, carving out a new resolution for her future life—a life filled with glamour, happiness that came from wealth, and the hope of reaching the highest point in life that she could dream of. She was ready to step into a new world, which she believed could give her everything she wanted.
Meanwhile, Sebastian was still trapped in confusion about how to get Dinda back in his life. He knew that he could not just sit around hoping and waiting. Every day without the little girl made him more restless, and he finally decided to consult a lawyer to discuss the available options.
They met in one of the cozy cafes in the city center, where the atmosphere was more relaxed and less disturbed by the hustle and bustle. While waiting for the lawyer, Sebastian felt a pressure on his chest—he knew that the situation before him was quite complicated and there might not be an easy solution.
When the lawyer came and sat down in front of him, Sebastian immediately explained his problem. “I don’t want Dinda to grow up in a bad environment. Sara keeps denying that I have the right to see or live with our child, and I don’t know what to do,” he said, his voice full of tension.
The lawyer nodded, listening carefully. “I understand your position, and this is a difficult situation. However, it is important to understand that your rights as a father still exist, even if the current legal situation is not in your favor,” he said, trying to be understanding.
Sebastian felt a small hope rise inside him. “What can I do to fight for her? Dinda deserves the best, and I don’t want to lose my chance to be with her.”
The lawyer pulled out some documents and began explaining the various legal options. “One of the best solutions is to ask for official visitation rights. If you can show proof that Dinda needs your presence in her life, we can file a petition with the court for a regular visitation schedule.”
Sebastian nodded, taking in what was said. “But what if Sara continues to refuse? She is very reluctant to let Dinda see me.”
“This is where solid evidence comes in. You have to show that you are someone who is able to provide positive substance in Dinda’s life,” the lawyer replied. “You may also need to gather witnesses or evidence that shows that Dinda is negatively affected by being separated from you.”
Sebastian felt a little stunned, but on the one hand, hope began to fill his mind. “So, if I can provide proof that Dinda needs my presence, that could help me get my rights back?”
“In theory, yes. Also, I recommend that you consider documenting all of your interactions with Sara and Dinda. This could help when the time comes to court,” the lawyer said firmly.
“Thank you. I will start preparing all of this,” Sebastian replied, a little more enthusiastic. He knew that this was an important first step, and although the road was still long, he felt that he finally had an alternative to consider.
With renewed vigor and a clearer path ahead, Sebastian shook the lawyer’s hand. “I will not give up. I will do anything for Dinda.”
The lawyer smiled, as if seeing the newfound enthusiasm in Sebastian. “With such determination, you will have a greater chance of achieving your goal. We will work together to make it work.”
With hope burning, Sebastian walked out of the cafe, ready to face the challenges ahead in order to get back the most important person in his life—Dinda. He knew that this struggle would not be easy, but he had already taken the first step on the right path, and he would not back down.
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
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
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
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
Sara's face turned annoyed. She didn't expect Sebastian to bring it up here, in the middle of a tense situation. "Sebastian..." "Do you think I'll just let it go?" Sebastian gritted his teeth, trying to hold back the pain that was surfacing again. Sara took a step back, her face trying to remain calm. But her eyes showed panic that could not be hidden. "That's none of your business anymore, Sebastian. What happened between us is over. And I will not give Dinda to you. And I will protect her from this endless debate." "If you really want to protect Dinda, you won't raise her with lies." Sebastian's voice rose, his emotions could no longer be contained. "I have the right to Dinda, and I will not keep quiet anymore. I will fight for her custody, Sara. She deserves to grow up with the truth, not in the lies you created." Sara flinched at the threat. She knew that if Sebastian really fought for Dinda’s custody, there was a big chance that she would lose. Her past mistakes could be
With a smile on his lips, Sebastian began to feed Dinda again. Although she still winced a little because of the bland taste of the porridge, Dinda still obeyed and tried to finish her breakfast. While feeding Dinda, Sebastian spoke softly to her, telling funny stories about the things they did together when Dinda was younger. "Dad, do you still remember when we went to the park, and Dinda ran around with that big dog?" Dinda asked, suddenly remembering an old incident that made her eyes shine. Sebastian chuckled. "Remember. That dog likes Dinda, he didn't stop chasing you until we had to climb onto the park bench," he said, still remembering how funny and adorable that moment was. "Dad also climbed onto the bench, right?" Dinda giggled, remembering her Dad's surprised expression at that time. "Yeah, Dad was scared too at that time," Sebastian admitted jokingly, making Dinda laugh even more. They continued to laugh and share stories, enjoying every moment of their warm togethernes
Sara, seeing the opportunity, immediately took over. She hugged Dinda lovingly, pretending to be calm in front of her daughter. "Dinda, Mommy isn't crying. You know Mommy loves you, right? Daddy just wants to ruin everything. He doesn't care about us," she said softly, but in a tone that clearly conveyed the message that Sebastian was a dangerous figure. Dinda nodded, wiping away the tears on her still-damp cheeks. "Yes, Mommy. I don't want to see Daddy anymore! Get out of here!" Dinda shouted, her voice getting higher and full of hatred.Sebastian felt an unbearable pain in his chest. He wanted to step closer, but he felt as if an invisible wall was blocking him. "Dinda, please... listen to Daddy. I love you. Daddy doesn't want to make Mommy or you feel sad. Daddy just wants us to be together again. We can play and have fun," he said, his voice full of hope, even though deep inside he fel
“What do you mean? What cyst?” Sebastian blinked, staring at the small screen on his phone, feeling his heart beat faster. The emergency information he had just received made him pause in front of his door, but then he ran to the car without thinking. He knew that something serious had happened to his wife. He had to get to the hospital immediately. His voice was hoarse as he spoke to the hospital operator, trying to get a grasp of the situation as quickly as possible. “This is a complication… You need to come to the hospital immediately and sign the consent form for surgery as soon as possible.” The voice was flat but urgent. Sebastian pressed the accelerator, his eyes scanning the road anxiously. His breathing was erratic, his mind spinning with various bad scenarios. His heart was filled with overwhelming fear—his wife, Sara, had always seemed healthy. They had just celebrated their wedding anniversary last week, and there had been no sign of anything like this happening. She