Silence filled the room after Nayla's confession. Windy looked at the woman beside her with mixed feelings—sympathy, understanding, and something resembling guilt."Nayla, I didn't know...""It's okay," Nayla cut her off with a forced smile. "Kevin loves you. That's clear from the way he looks at you, the way he talks about you. I... I've accepted that."But Windy could see the pain behind that smile. The pain of unrequited love, of a missed opportunity, of happiness that could only be watched from afar."Kevin once saved me," Nayla continued. "Some time ago, I almost... I almost became the victim of a bad person. Just like now. And Kevin came. He came and saved me like a hero from a fairy tale."Tears flowed again. "At that moment, I became even more certain that I loved him. But I also became more aware that he wasn't mine. He belongs to you, Windy."Windy felt her heart moved. Nayla was a good woman—a woman willing to sacrifice her own feelings, even willing to risk her life, for t

Tong Wei, who had been watching all of this from a distance, stared in disbelief."Impossible," the level 10 Awakening Realm cultivator muttered. "I was sure my earlier blow was enough to kill him. How can he stand?"But Kevin didn't just stand.He stood tall. Full of strength. With an aura radiating immense power.All the wounds on his body had not yet fully healed, but that didn't matter. What mattered was that his fiery dragon soul was now under control. The energy that had been drained to contain the internal blaze could now be fully used for battle.Kevin looked at Windy and Nayla, who were still being held by the guards. Tears streamed down both women's cheeks—this time tears of relief as they saw Kevin rise again.Without a word, Kevin raised his hands and formed two more golden cocoons. The cocoons flew swiftly toward Windy and Nayla, enveloping their bodies and freeing them from the guards' grip."WHAT—?!" the guards shouted in shock as their "prisoners" were suddenly envelop

Kevin then made the three women turn toward him. "What happened tonight... the decision to accept the three of you as my fiancées... it's not a decision I made lightly."He looked at each of them seriously. "In the culture I was raised in—the culture of cultivators—having more than one wife is not unusual. But that doesn't mean I will treat you as... a collection or ornaments. Each of you is special to me. Each of you has a special place in my heart."Windy reached out her hand and clasped Kevin's. "We know that, Kevin. We wouldn't be here if we doubted you."Nayla and Findra nodded in agreement."What's important now," Nayla added, "is how we build this relationship well. I don't want any jealousy or rivalry among us." She looked at Windy and Findra. "You two are my sisters now. Not rivals."Findra smiled. "I agree. I might be the newest among you—I've only known Kevin for a few weeks, while Windy has been his girlfriend and Nayla has loved him since high school. But I hope we can be

Pak Kusuma looked confused. "Dark energy? What do you mean?""It's difficult to explain in medical terms," Kevin admitted. "But simply put, there's something invisible that keeps this cancer growing no matter what treatment is given. As long as that dark energy is present, the tumor will keep coming back.""Then... can you remove that dark energy?" Findra asked hopefully.Kevin nodded. "Yes, I can. But the process will take time and require full concentration. And after the dark energy is removed, I still have to repair the damage that has already occurred in her brain.""How long?" Pak Kusuma asked."Perhaps about two to three hours." Kevin looked at them seriously. "During that process, I must not be disturbed. Please make sure no one enters this room."Pak Kusuma and Findra exchanged glances, then nodded simultaneously."We'll guard outside," Findra said. "Do your best, Kevin. We trust you."Kevin smiled faintly. "Thank you."After Pak Kusuma and Findra left the room, Kevin pulled

Benji leaned his body forward, his eyes fixed on Nayla with an unpleasant intensity. "I'll provide whatever investment you need. No collateral, no interest, none of the complicated conditions other investors usually demand."Nayla raised her eyebrows. The offer sounded too good to be true. "What's the condition?""Just one simple condition." Benji smirked. "You have to be my wife for a week."A chilling silence filled the room.Nayla felt her ears ringing, not sure she had heard correctly. "Sorry, what?""You heard me clearly," Benji said lightly, as if he had just asked for a glass of water. "One week. You live with me, serve me, be mine. After a week, you can go back to your life, and my investment will keep flowing into your project."Ratih, who was sitting beside Nayla, looked deeply shocked. Her mouth was open but no words came out.Nayla felt fury boiling in her chest. She wanted to slap the arrogant face of the man before her, wanted to scream and throw him out. But she forced