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 felt despair.
"No! Go away!" Dinda insisted, her voice breaking the silence that hung in the air. She didn't want to listen. In her heart, she only saw Sara's face, which hinted that she had to choose between the two people she loved the most.
Meanwhile, Sara could only smile sarcastically, feeling uplifted by this situation. Seeing Dinda reject Sebastian so firmly was a victory for her. She watched Sebastian, wanting him to feel the sadness and loss that she had suffered. "Dinda, look, Daddy can't be responsible. He just came to hurt us again," Sara added, trying to strengthen her view in front of Dinda.
Sebastian felt like a knife was stabbing his heart. Every word Sara said made him feel more and more alienated from Dinda. "Dinda, Daddy doesn't want to hurt anyone. This isn't about Mommy and Daddy. This is about us. Daddy wants us to be a family again," Sebastian tried again, but Dinda just covered her ears with both hands, not wanting to hear.
"Daddy is mean! Go away!" Dinda shouted again, this time her voice filled with tension. And at that moment, Sebastian knew he couldn't do much.
Sebastian felt like he was losing control of the situation. With tears welling up in his eyes, he tried to take a deep breath and hold back his feelings. He knew that he had to fight and continue to fight for Dinda, even though right now it felt like fighting against a big wave that was drowning him.
"Dinda, Daddy will keep fighting for you. Even though you feel like this now, Daddy will always be there for you," he said, his voice soft but full of conviction.
Sara looked at Sebastian sarcastically. "Do you think that will work? You've already lost Dinda. Try to leave before things get worse," she said, in a challenging tone.
But Sebastian, despite his broken heart, was determined not to give up. He would fight, no matter how hard it was. Dinda was everything to him, and he would not let Sara destroy their bond. Slowly, he turned and walked out of the room, his heart in turmoil but filled with hope that one day, Dinda would understand and accept the love he offered.
Sara let out a sigh of relief after Sebastian left the room. A small smile appeared on her lips as she realized how advantageous this situation was. She felt a temporary victory, but a very meaningful victory. With a pounding heart, she glanced at the CCTV camera installed in the corner of the room, and her heart began to flutter with a brilliant idea.
“This is it,” she murmured, her face radiating with deceitful happiness. She walked closer to the camera, trying to guess what might be recorded. She knew that the footage could be valuable evidence in a child custody battle in court. “Sebastian will never know,” she thought, smiling slyly.
In her mind, Sara had already imagined the perfect scene to be shown in court. The recording shows how irresponsible Sebastian was as a father, how he tried to separate Dinda from her, and how Dinda refused his presence. All of this could strengthen her position in court and destroy Sebastian's hopes of getting custody of the child.
"I will do whatever it takes to defeat him," she said to herself as if convincing her conscience that was starting to tremble. Even though she knew that her actions might not be entirely right, she didn't care. She was determined not to let Sebastian win custody, no matter what the cost.
Sara then thought about the strategy she would use. She would find a way to reveal everything that had happened, making this moment in the hospital room a turning point in her fight against Sebastian. She wanted to create an interesting and emotional story, one that could move the hearts of the judge and jury.
She walked back to Dinda's bed, who still looked confused and anxious. "Dinda, honey, Mommy wants you to know that everything is okay," she said softly, trying to calm her daughter. "Daddy is just confused, and he doesn't understand how to take care of us."
Dinda looked at her, still with a little uncertainty in her eyes. “But, Mommy, why does Daddy always make Mommy cry?” She asked, her voice trembling.
Sara looked at Dinda with affection, but deep inside, she felt the fear of losing her daughter. “Daddy just doesn’t know how to act properly, Dinda. But don’t forget if Dinda had a rich Daddy, he would come any minute and bring the doll that Dinda wanted,” she said with full confidence, trying to hide the doubts that were plaguing her mind.
Deep down, Sara knew that she had to act fast. She needed to gather more evidence and find a way to make the most of the recording. “Sebastian might be able to record the sweet moment, but I have a recording that will destroy it,” she thought with renewed vigor.
“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
“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
"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
“Ah, Sebastian. You remember, right? This land is under my name. You gave it to me as our wedding gift. Even the house you built with great difficulty, it’s all mine now.” Sebastian fell silent, his heart felt like it was being squeezed. That house was where he had placed his hopes and dreams, every stone he had stacked was a manifestation of his love and dedication to their little family. He used to think that the house would be a place where they would grow old together, watching their children grow up. But now, reality hit him. Sara not only claimed the property but also lived there with another man—her lover. The thought of that stranger sitting in the living room, walking on the floor that Sebastian had once built with his own hands, was something he could barely accept. Sebastian’s lawyer coughed softly, drawing his attention back to the pile of documents in front of him. “You need to sign this as soon as possible. The longer we delay, the worse the situation will be. Especia
"Dinda, honey, let's go back to sleep," Sebastian said softly, holding back the emotional turmoil that was still swirling inside him. He looked at his daughter lovingly, realizing that this argument was not something a child should hear. "Mommy and daddy are just talking, there's nothing for you to worry about." Dinda stood in the doorway, confused. Her eyes moved from Sebastian to Sara, then to the lawyer sitting quietly beside her mother. Her expression did not show fear, but confusion, as if she was trying to understand this complicated situation. Sebastian's heart sank when he saw his daughter's innocent face. He opened his arms, wanting to hug Dinda, trying to give her the sense of security she needed. "Come here, honey. Daddy's here." However, Dinda did not immediately run into his arms. Instead, she looked at her mother, then turned to the lawyer who was sitting calmly, not the least bit disturbed by the tension in the room. Dinda hesitated for a moment, then what happe
Hearing all this, Sebastian almost fainted. The emotions burning in his heart could not be contained. In an instant, anger took over him. With a swift movement, he knocked the lawyer to the ground and grabbed his neck tightly. “You are indeed a cowardly man, a traitor! Insolent!” He could not understand that the person in front of him was a traitor, a person who had messed up everything he had. However, as the situation was getting out of control and the atmosphere in the room was tense, his wife ran over, quickly breaking a vase on Sebastian’s head. The sound of the broken ceramics made him jump, as if making him realize the bitter reality that he had to face. Sebastian could not believe what was happening. In an instant, he was arrested by the police. His wife, who was now standing next to the lawyer with a straight face, claimed that he had intentionally hurt someone. Even their little daughter, Dinda, who had always been considered his hope and happiness, testified against
“Yes, but we need to talk quickly. Things are getting worse out there. If there’s anything you need to say, now is the time,” the old man replied, glancing around at the policeman who stood there in fear. The chief of police was watching the situation anxiously, and he certainly knew how scary it was to get on the wrong side of the respected family’s caretaker. He fought to keep his cool, but his face showed how worried he was about what was going to happen next. Sebastian swallowed, trying to gather his words. “There’s a lot going on and I can’t explain it all right now, but I’m innocent. My wife… she set this up. I’m the victim of all this.” The chief of the family’s caretaker nodded, understanding the complex situation Sebastian was in. “I believe what you say. However, it’s important to remember that we need evidence and a strategy to turn this around.” As the argument continued, the policeman asserted himself and tried to press for an explanation. “Sir, we were just doing
“But what about everything here? My life…” he answered, hesitant. He didn’t want to leave Isabella like this. “The family needs you now more than ever. This could open a new path for everyone, including Isabella and your child in the future.” The old man spoke wisely, triggering considerations in Sebastian’s mind. Finally, Sebastian felt a mixture of emotions—sadness for the loss of his mother, anxiety, but also a sense of responsibility for his father who seemed unlikely to last. Maybe, for him, it was time to try to understand the relationship even though there were many wounds that needed to be healed. “Okay, I’ll come back,” he said, his tone firm but deep down, he knew that this was a big step, full of challenges. Coming back, not only for his father, but also for himself. As the car moved away from the city, hopes and doubts mixed, but in his mind there was a belief that every step he took next would give new colors to his life and perhaps, could restore something that