Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 197
The post was sent out and it didn’t take long for it to cause a stir.
Within just half an hour, the clarification was the talk of the town, causing the tides of public opinion to swiftly turn in their favor.
Ariana declared her intentions in the clarification. She was done tolerating the baseless slanders, and it was time to take legal
action.
She tasked Betsy with gathering crucial evidence while she contacted the company’s legal experts to handle the lawsuit.
Early in the morning, Betsy worked tirelessly and eventually delivered a wealth of information from the media accounts that kept
slandering Sarah. Those accounts all had millions of fans.
Ariana eagerly went through the materials and, upon seeing their usefulness, sent a beaming emoji of praise to Betsy,
expressing her approval.
Betsy let out a deep sigh of dread, her shoulders sagging. “I’m a little worried our efforts will be in vain,” she texted back.
Ariana sent a single question mark, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion, Betsy replied, “What if Sarah still quits?”
The broken-hearted puppy emoji that Betsy sent brought a smile to Ariana’s face. She quickly replied to reassure her assistant,
“No, she won’t. You need to believe in Sarah. She loves performing and music so much, she won’t be able to bring herself to
leave it behind.”
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As Sarah lay beside the sleeping Alina on the bed, her thoughts kept turning to Ariana’s words and the events that had
transpired in the collection room.
A feeling of frustration and indecision washed over her as she struggled with the weight of having to make a choice. @
She disliked having to make difficult decisions, but she had to for her sake.
But just as she was on the brink of giving in to her tumultuous thoughts, she felt a small hand resting upon her body, patting her
gently.
Startled, she turned to find Alina, who had woken up, looking at her intently.
The young girl’s small palm rested on Sarah’s shoulder, offering comfort through her rhythmic pats. @
Although Alina said nothing, she seemed to understand everything, humming a soft melody.
As Sarah listened closely, she realized that the song was her own, one that had only been performed on the earliest stage of the
variety show. The song’s name was Wind Breaking.
The gentle sound of Alina’s voice, combined with her comforting touch, soothed Sarah’s mind, bringing her the comfort she so
desperately needed.
Alina’s childish voice echoed out across the stillness of the night, like a blessing from Santa Claus on Christmas Eve.
Sarah stared in wonderment at Alina. She had only performed this melody once in front of anybody else. How could Alina know
how to sing it so perfectly?

With a tender embrace, Sarah sat upright and gazed into Alina’s eyes. “My little angel, how is it that you know this song?” Her
voice was filled with curiosity and warmth.
Alina’s gaze met Sarah’s as if she was weighing her emotions.
The child’s silence was the only answer.