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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
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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
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Sara knew that this fight wasn’t over yet, and she was determined to win. “No one will be able to stop me,” she said to herself, as she imagined the future she wanted, where she and Dinda could live happily without Sebastian’s interference.With renewed confidence, Sara took a deep breath and prepared herself for the next challenge. She had to strategize well and make sure that all her plans went according to her wishes. Everything Sebastian did would only backfire on her, and Sara was determined to prove it in court.A few moments later, the atmosphere in the hospital room felt warmer with the arrival of Rendy, Dinda's rich father. He appeared with a big smile and a big teddy bear propped up in his arms."Honey, look what Daddy brought!" Rendy shouted cheerfully, entering the ro
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Hearing this, Rendy smiled in satisfaction. “Very good, Sara. That’s a smart idea. With the recording, we can show how Sebastian negatively affects Dinda. This could be a big advantage for us.”Sara felt calmer and more excited, then leaned her head on Rendy’s shoulder. “I want to end all this, Rendy. I don’t want to deal with Sebastian anymore. I want to marry you soon,” she said in a soft voice, but full of hope.Rendy looked at her intently. “Are you sure, Sara? This is not a small step. We have to think about all the consequences,” he asked, although his smile showed his support.“Yes, I’m sure,” Sara answered firmly. “I don’t want to live in fear or constantly deal with a painful past. Dinda needs certainty and a stable environment. With this marriage, I’m sure we can
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Sebastian thought for a moment, trying to remember the difficult times after his divorce from Sara. He knew that Sara wasn’t always there for Dinda as she should have been, but hard evidence of that was hard to come by. “I know she left the house for days without telling Dinda,” he mumbled. “But that was before we got divorced.”“Those things could be relevant,” Arman said, leaning forward. “If we could prove that Sara often left Dinda or that she was irresponsible as a mother, that could help.”Sebastian felt a little hope rise in his heart. “So, do you think we still have a chance?”Arman smiled thinly, shrugging his shoulders. "There's always a chance, Sebastian. We just have to work hard and gather all the evidence we can. This tape is a good start, but we need more."<
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“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
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“Sebastian, listen to me. You need to know something.” Sara’s voice was firm, but Sebastian could feel the tension behind it. They had been in this uncomfortable situation for a few minutes, but Sara’s next words would change everything. “What else do you want to explain?” Sebastian asked in a flat tone, trying to remain calm even as his anger boiled beneath the surface. He didn’t know what else Sara could say after the affair was revealed. Sara took a deep breath, then in a bold tone, said, “I may be married to you, but that doesn’t mean I lose my sexual freedom. Just because we’re married doesn’t mean I’m completely yours.” Sebastian was silent. His eyes stared at Sara sharply, waiting for the continuation of her sentence, but in his heart, he could hardly believe what he had just heard. “As a woman, I have the right to explore my own desires. I don’t think this is wrong. We haven’t been together for a long time, so I—I have the right to find my happiness elsewhere!” Sara conti
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"Who is Rich Daddy, Dinda? I am your only father!" Sebastian's voice trembled, trying to hold back his burning anger. But the words came out louder than he intended. Dinda frowned, looking at her father with a scared look. She took a few steps back, slowly releasing her grip on Sebastian. “No, Dad! Rich Daddy is good. He often gives me toys!” Dinda shouted, her voice getting higher. Hearing those words made Sebastian's chest feel tight as if something was strangling him. How could Sara bring another man into their daughter's life and make Dinda believe that there was another father figure who replaced him? Sebastian knelt in front of Dinda, trying to calm his anger and speak more softly. "Dinda, only me is your father. No one else. Whoever the man your mother brought here is, he is not your father." However, his words did not reach Dinda. His eyes began to fill with tears, and he began to tremble in fear. "Why is you angry? I don't like you angry!" Suddenly Dinda pushed Se