MIRANDAAfter having breakfast and freshening up, we all sat in the living room, sharing our plans and ideas for the Christmas holidays. Hazel's phone rang and he excused himself and went outside. Almost two minutes later, he came back inside and announced, "The gifts I got for everyone have arrived."Terrence was the first to jump up and dash out of the house, followed by me and my mom while Hazel came out last.We stared in awe at the latest edition Mercedes Maybach S- class which was parked outside our house, wondering who it belonged to. Hazel suddenly handed the car keys to Terrence and said, "Here is your gift, Terrence."The latter stood motionless for a while, obviously in shock as we all knew that it was one of the most expensive cars in the world. "Is...is it....is it really mine?" Terrence finally spoke and Hazel nodded. He screamed and hugged Hazel who closed his eyes in discomfort. Terrence excitedly hugged my mom and even hugged me too."Isn't this too much?" My mom

Miranda The next morning, Hazel and I said goodbye to my family before we left. I had already explained everything to my mom, my dad, and my brother, and they all supported the decision Hazel and I made to leave and return when it was more convenient for us. On our way back home, I wondered what was going to happen. We were returning to Hazel's villa and neither of us said anything about it. I knew the Hermes were going to intensify their efforts to get revenge on me, but I was ready to put them all in their places. And the best part of it all was that this time, I could count on my husband's support. When we arrived home, from the outside, I noticed the villa had not yet been decorated. Remembering how Mrs. Hermes had declared that they'd begin decorations the next day, I shook my head, "I guess I must've ruined her mood to decoration." However, there was someone who was very much looking forward to seeing me again and she was right outside the door when I came out of the

HAZEL After we came back from Miranda's hometown, I worried that the troublemakers in my family would make her unhappy again and try to cause misunderstandings between us, but I could not let that happen. I had to kick some of them out. However, Florence refused to leave. I quickly made plans to have her thrown out but Miranda asked me to give her one last chance since she did not want to leave. Seeing how excited she was to have Mel back, I gave them time to catch up and hang out. I was surprised that despite how exhausted Miranda was, she took Mel out shopping. I was working on my computer when Miranda finally returned. She hugged me from the back and kissed my cheek, "I missed you, hubby." I turned my chair around and pulled her so she could sit on my thigh, "Did you have fun?" She nodded, "Yes, I did. I have good news to share and it has gotten me all excited." "Really? Then I'm eager to hear it as well," I replied. "Mel is getting married," she beamed. "And guess

MIRANDA "I also want to spend the rest of my life with you," I told Hazel right before plastering my lips onto his. "About Valor," I began afterward. "He looks a lot like you." Hazel nodded, "Yeah. I haven't really told you this before, perhaps because the conversation never really came up. When I was very young, my dad had an affair. At the time, Valor's mom was his secretary, and I didn't understand the implications of what my dad was doing, because I was just five years old. I loved him so much. However, seeing my mom cry a lot made me realize that my dad was doing something wrong. When I grew up a little more, it became all too clear, how much of a cheat my dad was. It wasn't just his secretary, there were other girls too. He was nothing but a man whore. However, his secretary was at the top of his list. She was his favorite. My mom endured for the sake of me and my younger sister Florence, but then it became worse when he started bringing his mistress home. He admitted t

HAZEL Right after Shayla slapped Miranda, I pushed her away and she fell on her butt. She got up immediately as I warned, "Don't ever put your hands on my wife again." "Didn't you hear what she said," Shayla cried. "How can she say something so horrible?" "Yes, Hazel, this time Miranda went too far," Florence concurred. Shayla began to approach Miranda once again, and this time, Miranda took a step toward her as well, ready to fight back, however, I pulled Miranda to the side. Seeing the mark of Shayla's palm on her face, I got very upset. Nevertheless, I tried to control my emotions, as it was more important to talk about what Miranda just said. "Do you understand the implications of what you are saying?" I asked, holding Miranda by her shoulders. "If this is a joke, I do not find it funny." "What I have said is the truth, Hazel," she replied firmly. Seeing the seriousness in her eyes, I let go of her shoulders and took a step back. "Miranda, this is a very serious