Semua Bab When All Of Me Chose You: She Forgot, He Remembered: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Days passed quickly, and I soon found myself reaching the final day of my training. It had been a good experience—hectic, but rewarding. Everyone was helpful, and I managed to blend in quietly, exactly how I preferred.The best part?I didn’t see him.Not even once. Alexander Hunt—cold, arrogant, untouchable. I had feared every day that I’d run into him, but somehow the universe kept us apart. And for that, I was thankful. I told myself that maybe I got lucky. Maybe the buildings were really separate enough. I was in Tower Two, and his main office was in Tower One, where only top-tier executives entered.Deep down, I wished—prayed—that our paths would never cross again.And if destiny ever tried to push us together again? I swore I’d run the other way. It was the last day of my training, and for once, I felt light—hopeful. I was genuinely looking forward to stepping into the real working environment. Today, Esrael was going to shift me under a permanent supervisor. Someone from the

ALYONAThe next morning, I stood in front of my wardrobe, staring blankly at the clothes hanging inside. I didn’t feel like dressing up. I didn’t even feel like going to the office. There was no excitement, no energy, just this heavy weight sitting in my chest.I wished yesterday had never happened. I wished it was just a nightmare—one of those strange dreams that fade away the moment you open your eyes. I wanted to believe that none of it was real... that Alexander wasn’t really the cruel man I had seen him become.I shut my eyes for a second.And just like that, the memory of our kiss came back.I could still feel it. The way his lips moved against mine, the way his eyes softened, how everything in that moment felt different. For a short while, he wasn’t cold, he wasn’t cruel. He was something else entirely... someone I didn’t recognize, but someone I wanted to believe in.But the moment I opened my eyes, the truth was waiting for me in the mirror. That kiss didn’t change anything.

Alyona He looked at me as if I were the most inconvenient, uninvited mistake that had just crashed through his day. His expression didn’t flicker with sympathy or even annoyance; it was worse. Disdain. His eyes slowly swept over me, from my stained hands to my flushed face, and then he rolled his eyes with an exaggerated slowness that cut deeper than any words.With a flick of his hand, he signaled to Esrael.“Take care of it,” he said coldly, already turning back to the table as if I wasn’t even worth a full sentence.Esrael rushed to my side, crouching slightly. “Are you okay?” he asked in a low whisper, gently placing a hand on my elbow to steady me.I nodded stiffly, swallowing the lump in my throat, just as Alexander’s voice rang out again—louder this time, sharp and perfectly timed to pierce the silence. “Esrael,” he snapped, “Can we focus here? I’d prefer not to waste company time on people who clearly don’t know how to carry out the simplest task without turning it into chao

ALYONAHe tilted his head slightly, “These days, most men want a girl who’s fit. Slim. The kind of woman who takes care of her body like it’s her most valuable asset.” I let out a soft laugh—not because it was funny, but because of how shallow it sounded to me. “Then I guess I’m not interested in that kind of relationship.”“Oh?” His eyes narrowed, curious now. “And what kind are you interested in?” I looked down at the coffee cup in my hand, the warmth of it grounding me before I lifted my gaze back to him. “The kind that doesn’t depend on how you look. The kind that’s still there when life gets messy… when you’re not at your best. I believe in love that stays through every high and low, not one that disappears the moment you stop fitting someone’s ideal.” He didn’t say anything right away, and that silence felt heavier than any sharp remark he’d ever thrown my way.“You’re talking nonsense, Marshal.” He finally rolled his eyes, the movement lazy, deliberate, like he could end the co

ALYONAI stood near the corner, watching as the final touches were made to the arrangements. My eyes followed the movement of the staff until I noticed Esrael walking toward me. His usual confident stride was slower, more measured. “I’m sorry, Alyona,” he said quietly when he stopped in front of me. I frowned. “For what?”“I should have told you the truth about how you were brought in under Alexander,” he admitted. “I never thought he’d treat you like this… but if you want, I can talk to him.”I shook my head. “I don’t need help. I’m already grateful you spoke to him on my behalf about my mistake. I believe it will just take time for him to see whether I’m worthy of this job or not.”His eyes narrowed slightly. “Do you really think he’ll let you prove yourself?”I swallowed but forced myself to meet his gaze. “I’ll try… for as long as it lasts. I just can’t afford to lose this job, Esrael.”For a moment, he didn’t say a word. He just studied me like he was deciding whether to push the