Angela Fernan
"Hey, are you sure? You're okay with this?" Meridith asks her multiple times. As she set foot in the crowded place where drunk people are everywhere, and neon lights are blinding her sights. Insuring if she's alright.
"Stop worrying, okay? I'm fine just go and have some fun. And I'm having fun here as well." I give her a reassuring smile. I sat on the couch cross-legged and surrounded by a bunch of horny people. Yup, I'm just fine. I guess? They were in an exclusive bar, after their spa sessions. I decided to have fun and Meredith's very own definition of fun is drinking at the bar. And I agreed with her statement. But, I guess my dress code is way inappropriate with this matter. Her bottom-up shirts and her pencil skirts, screams I should be in the office read some paper works, and go home. Grab her favorite pillow and go to sleep. Not in a bar acting like totally drunk limbo. I let out a heavy sigh. And shrugged my shoulder, I'm here already. Guess, no need to complain might as well enjoy the moment. And pray to God that nothing should go wrong. I keep on glancing at my phone. Checking for a message a couple of times. No, I keep on checking it every minute. Are Sebastian and Thomas is okay? I didn't hear anything from them since his last call this morning. My maternal instinct is eating her whole system, what if Thomas is suffering from sunburn right now? What if Sebastian falls asleep, and forgets Thomas. Too many what-if and dark scenarios are playing on her mind right now. Absentmindedly she picked up a glass on the table. And drink from its bottoms up. "Hey... T-that is mine." Meredith silently cried out loud. After finishing the drink for her. It could consider a deadly and dangerous drink she ever tasted. I cough non-stop as if running out of breath, there's a bittersweet fire burning happening in her throat. "W-what i-is that," I said still suffering from the surprise. "It's Tequila Angela. Your drink is just in front of you right now." She said gesturing for the glass with blue liquid inside. My forehead knotted I felt alienated about the beverages. "It's ladies drink with ten percent of alcohol content and the rest is just a juice. It's perfect for ladies with low alcohol tolerance." She explained while shaking her head. And now my head is slightly spinning the pain in her throat is slightly fading but her head is spinning. How is it possible? "Why everything is spinning?" I raised a question with so much interest. She's starting to feel good. "Good God! This is a bad idea," even with loud music she can still clearly hear Meredith. "Hey, I love that music. I love my life. I love my husband." She said it out loud. Meredith, shake her head with so much disapproval. "No, your husband is such a... jerk," she just mumbled the last words. "My husband what?" "Your husband is competent. Yeah, competent and loved you." She explained. "Yes, he is. Even though I'm worried right now. Why he is not answering my call, I didn't know what happened to them," she said with a worried voice. "Fuck, Takahashi I should be with my family right now!" She's not the kind of person to tell others what is happening in her life right now. Especially in front of her secretary. Maybe, Tequila is doing something on her inner system. Meredith was dumbfounded by her outburst. "Angela? Angela Romero?" A man's baritone voice is conveying as if he is not sure if he is seeing the right person. He is standing in front of them, and I need to squint my eyes cause' the neon lights are giving her a total headache. "It's Fernan for you, Mr.? I already give up that surname ten years ago," I said with slight annoyance. "You are indeed the famous annoying, Angela. I know," he said happily. "Who are you?" I ask. "Damn! After all those years you forgot this handsome face of mine? Your starting to annoy me little Angela." He added with a playful voice. And he came closer, and he sits comfortably beside me. The big couch she was sitting in comfortably became small because someone invaded a huge space. "Andrew! Andrew Smith? Is that you?" I shouted with so much excitement. After I came across his dark emerald eyes, prominent nose, and lips that any woman who wishes to kiss him. She can't believe what her eyes are seeing right now. "At your service milady," "Oh my goodness! I didn't hear anything from you for such a long time. You little dimwit! After you decide to stay in Canada you little piece of a rat. You forgot me!" I exclaimed with irritation. I can't help to punch his biceps. He just laughs at me. His handsome face shows how happy he is right now. "I'm sorry, I need to finish my studies and make my name and conquer the courtroom." "Did you?" I ask excitedly. "Yes," I can't help to be happy with the news. "You are a freaking attorney, Andrew. I'm so proud of you," "Thank you, and I have my very own law firm. So, don't hesitate to contact me if you need me. It's the least I could do for neglecting my little Angela." He sweetly added. I laugh at what he said. He has always been the sweetest man she knows. "Ahh... Angela. Who is he?" Meredith interrupted their conversation? "Oh, I'm sorry. I almost forgot. Andrew, this is Meredith, my trusty secretary slash my friend. And this is Andrew my childhood best friend." I introduce the two of them. She already sees that Meredith was into Andrew, she can see how Meredith's eyes glow because of his presence. "Nice to meet such a fine lady like you, Meredith," "Me too. Nice to meet you," Meredith shyly mumbled her cheeks are rosy right now. "I never knew, that you are already married, Angela." Andrew's voice is accusing her. "Hey, it's your fault. You never contacted me after your grand walk out," she explained. And I can't help to pout, why everyone is pointing at me. It's not my fault. "Fine, fine. Okay, tell me who is this lucky man," he said and pinch my cheeks. "He is the best man I ever meet, the great and perfect man for me. His name is Sebastian, and I love him," she declared. "Okay, spill it out we have all night here," I giggled and started to talk about how great my perfect family is and how amazing my husband Sebastian.
Maria "Is he asleep?" Maria asked. The moment that I came back to our room. I found Maria biting her nails. This indicates that she's pretty nervous, but at the same time, I can see how her eyes glittered with excitement. I can't blame her. She's supposed to go home right now, technically go back to the hotel where she check-in. But I stopped her. And there she is, on the bed wearing a silk robe. I wanted to have alone time with her. It's been a week or two since the last time we saw each other. And I want to grab this chance since Angela forgot about me again. And all that I have is Maria. "Yes, his snoring. Tired of all the activities," I strolled towards Maria. "Thank you, Maria. For staying with me and for taking care of Thomas. This... " I stopped. And take in a deep breath, sat on the soft mattress, and gently grab her right hand, " I mean us. We are not your responsib
"You do? Let me guess, Grilled cheese is not the one you missed, right?" I asked and winked at her. Teasing her will be my favorite thing in the morning. And we don't always have this kind of circumstance so I can say that this is one of those rare mornings. She huffs and folds her arms across her chest, “It’s not the same...thing.” Her words are quite unsure. "Good morning, Aunt Maria how's your sleep?" Thomas greets her happily. Maria looked at me first with a playful smile, before she answered Thomas's question. "I sleep well, sweetie. How about you?" She came close to Thomas. Kiss the top of his head and sat down on the empty chair opposite where Thomas is. "I can't sleep properly, I'm worried about mum. Did she call you Aunt Maria?" Thomas said with worried eyes. He was constantly tapping the table and it's making a no
Chapter 8We are two lonely people trapped in a loveless marriage where we come second to the people we love. That is why if we have a chance like this, we come first. But, shit happened. This time as long as I want to be with her, I cannot. I am afraid I can’t protect her this time. She was trembling. “We will figure this out, okay. I’m just here. I may not be with you along the way, but I’m just a call away. I’ll be there, I promise.” I hold her hand, hoping that I could calm her. But, Maria gripped her mobile phone as if she was conveying her frustration, anger, and negative emotions through the flawed gadget. I let out a heavy sigh and decided to snatch her phone from
My head is spinning. She can't remember what happened last night. How did she manage to come home? It's been so long; when was the last time she passes out because of alcohol. When was she's in college? All her married life, she spent it taking good care of her child and her husband. And of course, the company and she already forgot what's the alcohol taste like, and she was having the best night ever last night. I grab the phone on the side table. I checked if Sebastian call, but my phone is silent. My heart is beating so fast; this is unusual. Usually, Sebastian would call or Thomas. But even text message I didn't receive. My frustration is crawling up in my whole system. But I need to relax. I dialed Sebastian's phone number, but all it's keep on ringing; no one is picking even Thomas. 'Hon, will you please answer your phone? I'm worried, and I can't reach you. Please call me back.' and I hit the send button.&n
I don't know what time of the day it is. After I arrived late morning at Cebu International Airport, I called the police in charge. I told him that I want specific details about the case and what will happen to my husband. It’s an hour later that I find myself face to face with a man by the name of SPO1 Mark Buenaventura. He matches the rough description of millions of men on this planet. Sandy's brown hair kept high and tight in typical, ex-military-turned-police fashion adorns his head, sitting just north of his intense black eyes. These eyes have seen a lifetime of experience already and show as much fatigue as the rest of his face. The detail that I notice the most, though, is how he carries himself. SP01 Buenaventura is a man in charge; this is a man who cares about his work, and this is a man not to be crossed. Despite the lethargy and years of abuse to his body by his line of work, his spirit is matched by none, even deputies half his
Angela Romero-Fernan is an ideal wife. A perfect Type-A wife to be exact. A loving wife to her husband Sebastian Fernan. A caring mother to their only son Thomas Romero Fernan. Angela also fulfills the duty of a CEO on their own family business. You see, she is the perfect ideal wife any man could wish for. But her husband Sebastian saw all those things from a different perspective. And indeed up cheating on her perfect wife Angela. And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk. The mistress died, pointing all the evidence to Sebastian. And only Angela could save her husband. Secret after secrets starting to reveal. A dilemma that their so-called perfect family is just lingering at the corner. Waiting to unfold. How can Angela cope up with all of these? Is her love enough to protect, her family? A struggle of
Angela Every women's dream is to have a perfect household. We won't settle for less for we women are destined for something bigger and brighter tomorrow for our family. That's how I look things up and continued to serve as a mother and a wife. But, I never thought that life will give me a fucked up challenge. "What? I thought Mr. Takahashi and I talked about this. He knew that I'm on a one-week vacation, right now. Hence, what's up with that old man!" I can't help to yell. "This is absurd," I said with an annoying voice. Now my plan is ruined. I perfectly planned this, nothing should go wrong. And now this! "I'm so sorry, Angela. But Mr. Takahashi, won't sign the paper, without you." Said the voice over the phone. "He also added that he might withdraw some of his accounts, and I'm afraid we don't like that, aren't we? " she added, and it fueled everything.
Angela I always get butterflies every time we have a sweet moment like this. "Oh, wait I got you something. I promise to myself, that I'll give this to you when we're on a beach. With candlelight dinner and everything. But, something happened and again, I'm sorry about that," from the closet I pull out a small wrapped box. And handed it to my dearest husband Sebastian, "Happy Tenth anniversary, Hon. Can't wait to celebrate more years with you. I love you," I said lovingly, I won't stop loving this man for my entire life. "I don't have an explanation as to how you always pull me in, you just do. You've always had a gravity that I've never been able to overcome. I always see myself drowning in your love, Sebastian. And I won't get weary I always love you. I hope you won't get tired of me too." I always say those sweet words to him. Cause' sometimes when I'm busy I want him to remember that I'll always love him no matter what.  
I don't know what time of the day it is. After I arrived late morning at Cebu International Airport, I called the police in charge. I told him that I want specific details about the case and what will happen to my husband. It’s an hour later that I find myself face to face with a man by the name of SPO1 Mark Buenaventura. He matches the rough description of millions of men on this planet. Sandy's brown hair kept high and tight in typical, ex-military-turned-police fashion adorns his head, sitting just north of his intense black eyes. These eyes have seen a lifetime of experience already and show as much fatigue as the rest of his face. The detail that I notice the most, though, is how he carries himself. SP01 Buenaventura is a man in charge; this is a man who cares about his work, and this is a man not to be crossed. Despite the lethargy and years of abuse to his body by his line of work, his spirit is matched by none, even deputies half his
My head is spinning. She can't remember what happened last night. How did she manage to come home? It's been so long; when was the last time she passes out because of alcohol. When was she's in college? All her married life, she spent it taking good care of her child and her husband. And of course, the company and she already forgot what's the alcohol taste like, and she was having the best night ever last night. I grab the phone on the side table. I checked if Sebastian call, but my phone is silent. My heart is beating so fast; this is unusual. Usually, Sebastian would call or Thomas. But even text message I didn't receive. My frustration is crawling up in my whole system. But I need to relax. I dialed Sebastian's phone number, but all it's keep on ringing; no one is picking even Thomas. 'Hon, will you please answer your phone? I'm worried, and I can't reach you. Please call me back.' and I hit the send button.&n
Chapter 8We are two lonely people trapped in a loveless marriage where we come second to the people we love. That is why if we have a chance like this, we come first. But, shit happened. This time as long as I want to be with her, I cannot. I am afraid I can’t protect her this time. She was trembling. “We will figure this out, okay. I’m just here. I may not be with you along the way, but I’m just a call away. I’ll be there, I promise.” I hold her hand, hoping that I could calm her. But, Maria gripped her mobile phone as if she was conveying her frustration, anger, and negative emotions through the flawed gadget. I let out a heavy sigh and decided to snatch her phone from
"You do? Let me guess, Grilled cheese is not the one you missed, right?" I asked and winked at her. Teasing her will be my favorite thing in the morning. And we don't always have this kind of circumstance so I can say that this is one of those rare mornings. She huffs and folds her arms across her chest, “It’s not the same...thing.” Her words are quite unsure. "Good morning, Aunt Maria how's your sleep?" Thomas greets her happily. Maria looked at me first with a playful smile, before she answered Thomas's question. "I sleep well, sweetie. How about you?" She came close to Thomas. Kiss the top of his head and sat down on the empty chair opposite where Thomas is. "I can't sleep properly, I'm worried about mum. Did she call you Aunt Maria?" Thomas said with worried eyes. He was constantly tapping the table and it's making a no
Maria "Is he asleep?" Maria asked. The moment that I came back to our room. I found Maria biting her nails. This indicates that she's pretty nervous, but at the same time, I can see how her eyes glittered with excitement. I can't blame her. She's supposed to go home right now, technically go back to the hotel where she check-in. But I stopped her. And there she is, on the bed wearing a silk robe. I wanted to have alone time with her. It's been a week or two since the last time we saw each other. And I want to grab this chance since Angela forgot about me again. And all that I have is Maria. "Yes, his snoring. Tired of all the activities," I strolled towards Maria. "Thank you, Maria. For staying with me and for taking care of Thomas. This... " I stopped. And take in a deep breath, sat on the soft mattress, and gently grab her right hand, " I mean us. We are not your responsib
Angela Fernan "Hey, are you sure? You're okay with this?" Meridith asks her multiple times. As she set foot in the crowded place where drunk people are everywhere, and neon lights are blinding her sights. Insuring if she's alright. "Stop worrying, okay? I'm fine just go and have some fun. And I'm having fun here as well." I give her a reassuring smile. I sat on the couch cross-legged and surrounded by a bunch of horny people. Yup, I'm just fine. I guess? They were in an exclusive bar, after their spa sessions. I decided to have fun and Meredith's very own definition of fun is drinking at the bar. And I agreed with her statement. But, I guess my dress code is way inappropriate with this matter. Her bottom-up shirts and her pencil skirts, screams I should be in the office read some paper works, and go home. Grab her favorite pillow and go to sleep. Not in a bar acting like totally d
Does she need to rub it on my face? What is her problem? Fine, I get it. She's a genius. She's can do anything. She has a Midas touch, everything she touches bends into gold. She's a one-woman show I just happened to be the sidekick. I lose control over the company because of one stupid mistake. And now this thing happened I’ve always felt like Angela was taking on the world, while I was just struggling to live in it. I could say that life is a fucked up hard. But It wasn’t always like that I used to be on the top too. Before, now my face slammed at the bottom of a pit. When Angela and I meet ten years ago. I already said to myself, that I finally found the right woman for me. She's timid and loves to be alone. Maybe, because she came from a rich family that is why she can't easily trust anybody. And I manage to break her wall and entered her world. That's the reason why I fe
Angela The tips of my fingers rub my forehead, slowly massaging my temples as if to conjure myself back into a state of peace and normalcy. She's having a headache right now, I slide my reading glasses off and drop them onto my desk together with a bunch of document that needs my signature. An exasperated huff exists in my mouth when the clock of my phone reads its quarter to ten. 'Hey, honey. Are you in Cebu right now? Call me if you are free, okay? Is Thomas okay? Love you both, can't wait to be with you and Thomas.' I automatically sent my message to Sebastian. "Meredith, will you please come in," I press the intercom, calling my secretary. "And, please bring the papers that Mr. Takahashi, needs to sign." "Coming right away," she responded. I heard a knock on the door, and later on, my secretary pops her head in. My forehead knot when I saw how nervous Mere
Angela I always get butterflies every time we have a sweet moment like this. "Oh, wait I got you something. I promise to myself, that I'll give this to you when we're on a beach. With candlelight dinner and everything. But, something happened and again, I'm sorry about that," from the closet I pull out a small wrapped box. And handed it to my dearest husband Sebastian, "Happy Tenth anniversary, Hon. Can't wait to celebrate more years with you. I love you," I said lovingly, I won't stop loving this man for my entire life. "I don't have an explanation as to how you always pull me in, you just do. You've always had a gravity that I've never been able to overcome. I always see myself drowning in your love, Sebastian. And I won't get weary I always love you. I hope you won't get tired of me too." I always say those sweet words to him. Cause' sometimes when I'm busy I want him to remember that I'll always love him no matter what.