The story took another sudden turn. Behind the luxurious life in America—the Rolls-Royces and the royal happiness—there was a terrifying truth hidden, something Laboni could never have imagined.
One day, Henry was out on a business trip. Laboni was searching for a book in their vast library when she accidentally noticed that the door of one of Henry's private vaults or lockers was slightly ajar. Driven by curiosity, she opened it—and the ground seemed to slip away from beneath her feet.
Inside, she found some confidential documents and a video file. Trembling, Laboni opened the file on the laptop, and what she saw turned her entire world upside down.
The horrifying truth was this:
The entire plan to frame Laboni and Rehan in that false case and send them into the hell of prison had been orchestrated by Henry himself.
When Henry first saw Dr. Laboni at a medical conference, he became blind with love—or rather, a sick obsession. But Laboni was beyond his reach.
So Henry used his power to:
Falsely frame Rehan in drug and murder cases.
Force Laboni to surrender.
Break her completely inside prison, so that she would eventually see him as her only "savior" and refuge.
Even the "release" he had arranged for Rehan three months earlier was nothing but a staged drama. In the video, Henry could be seen instructing his men to cripple Rehan for life and to act in front of Laboni as if Henry were being generous.
Laboni stared at the screen, stunned. She finally understood—the man she had loved and lived with as a queen in this palace was not a lover at all. He was a devil who had destroyed her carefully built life through a carefully scripted play to satisfy his own lust.
At that very moment, footsteps echoed near the door. Laboni turned and saw Henry standing there. That familiar charming smile was on his face—but now, to Laboni, it looked like the smile of a ruthless murderer and deceiver.
Henry (coldly):
"What are you looking at, Laboni? Did you find something you weren't supposed to see?"
Laboni shut the laptop and turned around. The calmness in her eyes was gone; the fierce Dr. Laboni of the past had returned.
Laboni:
"So… you played this game with my entire life? The man I loved and made the father of my children—he's the same man who destroyed my brother and me?"
Hatred screamed inside her. She could not stay another moment in this palace of lies and deception. She turned sharply and rushed toward the door, tears falling from her eyes like fire.
Laboni (shouting):
"Don't touch me! You're a monster! I can't believe I lived with an animal like you for so long. I'm leaving today—with my children!"
Just as Laboni grabbed the door handle, Henry stormed in from behind and seized her wrist. That familiar iron grip instantly dragged Laboni back to memories of the dark days in prison. He yanked her toward himself.
She stumbled and fell against Henry's hard chest. The charm in his eyes vanished in an instant—replaced by the cruelty of the old prison warden.
Henry (through clenched teeth, in a low voice):
"Where do you think you're going? This entire city, this sky, this luxurious life—it's all mine. I didn't build this palace to let you walk away so easily, Laboni."
Laboni:
"Let me go! You destroyed my brother, dragged me into your bed with lies. I'll go to the police!"
In one sharp move, Henry twisted her arm behind her back. Laboni cried out in pain. Henry leaned close to her ear and whispered venomously:
Henry:
"The police? I am the law, Laboni. Don't forget—I turned you from a doctor into a prisoner, and from a prisoner into a queen. I can send you back to that dark cell again. And this time, not alone—your precious brother Rehan and our children's lives are in my hands. Take one step, and I'll destroy everything."
Laboni froze. She realized that Henry hadn't changed in three years—he had simply locked his prey inside a bigger golden cage.
Henry breathed deeply near her neck and said,
"You'll remain my queen—but not out of love. As my captive."
Laboni helplessly looked toward the sky beyond the window. The freedom she had dreamed of was nothing but a mirage. Could she save herself and her children from this devil?
At that moment, the fierce Dr. Laboni rose again within her. Henry's betrayal and violent control had crossed every limit. As he twisted her arm, Laboni gathered all her strength, broke free—and in a burst of rage, slapped Henry hard across the face.
The sound of the slap echoed through the vast room. Henry stood stunned, his face turned to one side. He had never imagined Laboni would dare raise her hand against him. His pupils shrank with rage as he clenched his jaw and stared at her.
Just then—
Sara was standing behind the door. She had been playing with her new doll, but hearing her parents arguing, she had come closer out of curiosity. She saw her father grabbing her mother—and her mother slapping her father.
Though small, Sara sensed the gravity of the situation. Fear filled her eyes. She saw how her father's once-calm face had turned violent. But she didn't scream. She didn't cry. She silently watched everything from behind the door.
Sara loved her mother deeply, but seeing this side of her father left her trembling with fear. Her innocent eyes now held a strange stillness.
Laboni was panting after the slap as she saw Henry slowly advancing toward her.
Henry (in a cold, terrifying voice):
"You raised your hand against me, Laboni? I gave you the sky, diamonds, honor—and you returned it with hatred?"
Unaware that Sara was watching, Laboni roared back,
"You gave me hell, Henry! Those diamonds were bought with my brother's blood. Want to kill me? Go ahead! But I won't play your illusion anymore!"
Henry reached for Laboni's throat—but suddenly stopped at the sound of Sara's footsteps. Sara ran away toward her room. Though she said nothing, her silence felt like a warning of an approaching storm.
When Henry realized that Sara had seen everything and was running away, his violence paused for the first time. He understood—in his daughter's eyes, he was now a monster. Leaving Laboni behind, he rushed after Sara.
At Sara's room, he found her lying on the bed, face buried in the pillow. Henry entered and spoke softly:
Henry:
"Sara… sweetheart, listen. Your mother and I were just playing…"
But Sara didn't respond. Her silence shook Henry from within for the first time.
Meanwhile, Laboni was alone in the vast room. All her strength drained away. She collapsed onto the bed and began to cry uncontrollably. Her sobs carried a haunting emptiness.
She thought,
"For whom did I build this life? I loved the very man who is the greatest curse of my existence. My children carry the blood of a deceiver!"
She covered her face with her hands. Rehan's helpless face flashed in her mind. She realized she had been chasing a mirage for three years. This luxurious home felt darker than any prison cell.
She wasn't crying only for herself—she was crying for her children's future.
Then her eyes fell on her phone. With Henry distracted in Sara's room, Laboni picked it up with trembling hands. There was only one person she needed now—Rehan.
She whispered to herself,
"Rehan… forgive me, brother. I'm coming. I have to save you from this devil."
Wiping her tears, Laboni sat up straight. Her sorrow was transforming into the fire of revenge. She knew now—if she wanted to escape this cage, she had to become Dr. Laboni again—the woman who doesn't beg, who fights with science and intellect.
At Sara's door, Henry let out a deep breath. He knew Sara was his greatest weakness. He could imprison Laboni with power—but he wasn't used to seeing himself as a criminal in his daughter's eyes.
He slowly sat beside Sara's bed. Her small shoulders trembled as she cried. Carefully, Henry placed his hand on her head.
Henry (softly):
"Sara… look at me. You misunderstood. Your mother isn't well, that's why she lost her temper."
Sara slowly lifted her face. Her eyes were red from crying. She looked at her father as if seeing him for the first time.
Sara (trembling):
"Why were you hurting Mom, Dad? I saw you squeezing her hand really hard. Mom was crying…"
Henry froze. He tried—but failed—to lie. Holding Sara's hands, he said,
"I love your mother very much, Sara. You know I can't live without her. Sometimes people make mistakes even when they love. Won't you forgive your father?"
Sara said nothing. She gently pulled her hands away. Her silence pierced Henry like an arrow. He realized that every injustice he had committed against Laboni was now returning to him through his daughter.
Henry:
"Sara, go to sleep now. Tomorrow everything will be fine. We'll all go out together, okay?"
Sara nodded, but the trust in her eyes was gone. As Henry left the room, he saw Sara staring out the window into the darkness.
Standing in the corridor, Henry clenched his jaw. Sara's change only fueled his fury.
He thought,
"Laboni… that one slap of yours pushed my daughter away from me? You will pay for this."