My Husband Married My best friend

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loves and protects turns out to be the destroyer of the happiness she has always been proud of. No wonder two days ago, when I woke up from a coma, I saw my husband's tense face. Mas Kevin was so surprised to find me. It wasn't emotional tears that I got from m

e 1 2023, God again allowed me to open my eyes as before, after approximately a year of being in a hospital bed. In the new year, I invited Stella to

rstand why they got married so quickly. No wonder, when I came home I saw my son Kenzo, looking very friendly with Stella, even calling the woman mama. With the typical slurred voice of a toddl

n though I was surprised by my son's behavior, who didn't recognize me as his mother at all. "Come here, dear Mama," I said, stretching my arms towards the 2 year old little boy. Howeve

I just nodded. Don't want to bother. When I remember the incident two days ago, I really smile wryly. Seeing how harmonious Kenzo and Stella's bond is. I'm sad. Regret the situation that occurred. It seems I missed something

in the last few years had been too complicated, I left Kenzo and Stella's presence, entered my room feeling sad, then my husband came over to me and hugged me.

rs of thorns and daggers, cutting my soul. There was a pain that made me feel like I was sinking and really falling, as if I had fallen into an abyss, maybe even to the core of the earth. It

ment, at first I thought this was just a coincidence. At the dining table, Stella was the one who got food for Mas Kevin. "Just leave it to me,"

I understand that I have really been replaced by my best friend in all aspects, including bed matters. This morning... Before my husband went to the office, I followed my husband's steps. To escort him from the front door and it turned out that Stel

so neat there, there weren't any photos or pictures, maybe they had hidden it when they found out that I was awake. "Sir, why aren't there any photos of our wedding?" I asked last night. "Just look in the warehouse," said Mas Kevin last night. When I asked where our wedding photos were. His hands were busy playing with his cell phone. I was silent while looking at Mas Kevin. "Mas, you feel sad when you see our wedding photos, that's why you keep them in the wareho

he couldn't believe that I was standing in front of him. "You... when did you wake up?" He asked with a tense face. "Yes. I'm Nara. The wife of the owner of this h