Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss
Chapter 1414 - Chapter 1414 Chapter 1386 Fear is Everywhere

Chapter 1414: Chapter 1386: Fear is Everywhere Chapter 1414: Chapter 1386: Fear is Everywhere Grief never bursts forth all at once, but rather nibbles at the heart bit by bit, in an orderly and gradual fashion.

Kiara had treated the sorrow of many family members of terminal patients, and now it was her turn, finally experiencing the pain that pierces the heart.

From the initial disbelief, to the self-questioning why on the way back home, until now when grief tightly enveloped her, clamping down on her heart making it difficult to break free.

An incurable disease, a heartache that kills.

Kiara tried to use her professionalism to adjust her emotions, only to find after a long time that she could not remember any techniques.

She thought she was already very strong, that even against someone of Akatenango’s level, she would have the strength to compete, but now she realized she was still naive like a child.

She didn’t know how much time had passed, just feeling her heart ache in waves, time seemed to slow down for her.

When Mario came in holding the child, Kiara was still staring blankly at the computer.

The computer screen had already gone dark, and Mario’s large hand gently covered her face, and only then did Kiara realize her cheeks were wet.

“The child needs to be fed,” said Mario holding Wendy, who was actually still asleep.

Kiara took a tissue to wipe away her tears and took a deep breath.

“Wait for me a moment.”

A breastfeeding mother should avoid giving her child ‘angry milk’ if possible. Even if there’s no scientific basis for whether angry feeding is toxic, for the sake of the child, it’s better to believe it is and wait another hour.

Mario set Wendy down, wrapped his arms around Kiara, and didn’t speak, just tightened his grip slightly to give her some support.

“I don’t even know how to express what I’m feeling right now, I hope that all of this is just a lie.”

“Mhm,” Mario agreed with her then. He knew that saying anything would be useless at this moment; silence was better than any words.

“If I had known that meeting would lead to parting not far off, why would I have invested so much? If he had been like Rico, not so good to me, I wouldn’t be suffering like this…”

The pessimistic view of a person’s life is a process of constant parting.

One by one, loved ones leave our side; this kind of sadness is incomprehensible in youth, when one feels that parents will be around for a very long time, but as one grows older, parting becomes inevitable.

“At least you know who your father is, and you have fond memories with him,” Mario’s voice tightened as he tried to console her, though he knew, it sounded weak.

“Are memories enough? I thought he would be with me for a long time… Did you know, he called me today because he wanted to buy us a yacht, and I had to refuse. Everyone says he is good to me… but in reality, he wants to make up for lost time with material things as much as he can while he is still alive, but I don’t really want any of it.”

If she had known earlier, Mrs. Kiara certainly wouldn’t have been angry with him for so long and would have spent more time with him had they recognized each other sooner.

Now, knowing that her father’s life was on a countdown, this feeling of having gained and then lost was about to break her.

That night, Mario listened to Kiara for a very long time. Her thoughts were not very coherent and lacked a clear theme.

This is a normal reaction upon knowing one’s parents don’t have much time left. Mario could only counsel her, perhaps Yuzo Joel had good physical health, with his money, he would surely be able to find the best treatment. Maybe he could hang on for many more years to be with Kiara; optimistically, he might even pass away peacefully like any average person.

When faced with such situations, everyone tends to think positively as the only way to soothe their hearts.

Kiara spent a bewildered night thinking about what to do. She thought about confronting Yuzo Joel directly, but Mario stopped her from going.

Speaking to Yuzo Joel now might not be a good thing; it could easily provoke an emotional outburst in him.

They had to pretend as if everything was fine, coddling and spending more time with him.

Perhaps a mutual uplift in spirits could help with his illness.

Kiara had no choice but to suppress the sorrow in her heart, thinking about rescheduling tomorrow’s gathering, afraid that Yuzo Joel would notice she had been crying, so she used ice packs on her eyes.

Kiara’s heaviness persisted into the next day. The gathering was set for the night, and Mario Yuno specially took time to accompany her, grateful that he temporarily had no pressing matters and plenty of time.

To mask her heavy heart, Kiara put on heavy makeup today. She mustered a smile and asked him.

“Does it look okay?”

“Hmm, no problem,” Mario Yuno ruffled her hair. Kiara took a deep breath; she couldn’t let her emotions show. Forcing a smile was the most painful thing.

…

It wasn’t just Kiara who was feeling distressed at this time, but also her spiritual twin, Mr. Zoel.

Zoel Cohen was staring blankly at the project proposal.

His manager stood anxiously before the table; Mr. Cohen had been scrutinizing it for nearly 5 minutes with a deep gaze and slightly furrowed brows, but the manager didn’t know whether to tell Mr. Zoel–your project proposal is upside down?

Zoel Cohen’s restlessness these past few days left him distracted, and everything he looked at seemed off. The yellow logo on the project proposal reminded him of her hair color, but that damned woman wouldn’t answer his calls, claiming to be sick at home, refusing to see anyone.

“Damn it!” Mr. Zoel slammed the project proposal on the table.

Startled, his subordinate immediately bowed his head and responded with a trembling voice, “Mr., Mr. Cohen?”

Zoel Cohen glanced at him. The subordinate took a step back, not understanding where Mr. Cohen’s sudden rage came from. Could problems be spotted even when looking at the document upside down?

Realizing he was taking his frustration out on an innocent, Zoel Cohen rubbed his temples.

“Get out.”

“But, this project proposal…”

“We’ll talk about it tomorrow.”

The subordinate practically slid out the door, eager to escape before the boss’s anger could catch him.

Zoel Cohen got up, agitated, pacing around the vexing room.

Just then, Mario Yuno’s call came at the perfect time.

“Bring Aka out tonight.”

Zoel Cohen’s eyes lit up; he had been worried about being repeatedly snubbed, and this excuse from the Youngest Brother of the Yuno Family was just in time. But immediately after, his eyes dimmed.

“She’s been feeling unwell these past few days, she probably doesn’t want to go out.”

“Even if you have to carry her, you must bring her. Her boss and Senior Brother will be there.”

…

Zoel Cohen went to find Aka. He knocked for a long time with no answer, so he simply pulled out a key from his pocket and let himself in–sometimes the Youngest Brother of the Yuno Family’s bad ideas were pretty good, like secretly making a copy of someone’s keys.

As he entered the bedroom, he saw Aka wrapped up in a quilt like a ball, still asleep.

Zoel Cohen intended to wake her up but heard her constantly murmuring in her dreams, her brows tightly furrowed as if she were talking in her sleep.

Zoel Cohen leaned in to listen, only to realize he couldn’t understand.

Mr. Zoel’s English was not bad; he could communicate without issues, but it seemed Aka was speaking her mother tongue, her expression one of pain, as if she were having a terrible nightmare.

Zoel Cohen’s irritation had now reached its peak, like a pre-storm tension hanging in the air, suppressed yet unable to dissipate.

He had already been told of Kiara’s inner fears, but he felt utterly powerless to help, and this was the greatest sorrow for Mr. Zoel.

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