Dalmi’s eyes dropped at the man’s clothes. He was now wearing a baby blue polo and a pair of black slacks as his bottoms. His hair done neatly and the same stern look from last night was plastered on his face. Her eyes then slowly shifted to her body.
I look like a mess. She told herself when she saw how big her shirt was. It was tucked inside a pair of fitted black pants, but her messy bun told her how inappropriate and embarrassing her clothes compared to the people in front of her.
Dalmi cleared her throat and averted her gaze from the man. She knew looking at him for so long would make her remember her vivid memories from last night, and it would take her out of focus. She then took a deep breath and tread to her father’s side, dropping three of her cards that are all suspended.
“How can you do this to me? You made me feel like I am a beggar!” Dalmi exploded, not minding even if
Who the heck is Carden Thompson?Dalmi had been maundering about the man’s words to where she couldn’t sleep even for a bit. She shook her head again, tying her robe as she walk towards her door and strode the way to their mini bar. She got herself a bottle of Bafonnero and a wine glass before plodding again to her room’s terrace. Dalmi sat on a rattan Cradle, putting down the bottle of wine on the table in front of it.“Carden...” she trailed the top of the glass with her fingers, thinking about where she heard his name. It was unfamiliar. The only Thompson she knew was Casimir.“What the hell?” She put the glass down and slapped her cheek several times, realizing how messed her situation is. She shared a night with a man she doesn’t even know! Imagining how many times she called him a wrong name that night made her cheeks burn more. She moa
“Yuck! Ew! You do this inside the office on working hours?!” Dalmi’s face contorted as she pick her bag up, slightly acting like she’ll puke.“Dalmi! What are you doing here?” Carden immediately stood up and walk towards her, reaching for her bag but she hid it behind her, refusing his fake act on being a gentleman.“Why? I have something to tell you...” Dalmi looked up on Carden. He was towering over her. “And who is the old woman? I didn’t know you fancy even the grandmothers,” she shamelessly said.Carden reached for her elbow, leaning his face forward and whispered, “She is an investor, don’t be ridiculous...”Dalmi rolled her eyes and removed his hand on her, marching towards the lady with her eyebrows arched. She sat in front of her, crossing her legs as she plaster an arrogant smile on he
“Carden will what?” Dalmi forcibly dropped her spoon on her plate, creating an echoing noise inside their dining room.Minutes before his father’s words, Dalmi was savouring the food served in front. His father was sitting at the aisle with a white cloth on his chest. She wanted to laugh at it at first because he looks like a child, but she knew making fun of her father will only make her fate worse. Her mother was sitting on his left while she was the on the right.She just got home from Carden’s office for a failed mission, and her parents called her for dinner.“Why, suddenly?” Dalmi put all her focus to dad. A line in between her brows appeared, showing how confused she is.“I mean, Dad! Carden probably has this big penthouse or even a mansion! Why would you let him stay inside our house when he has a place to go home?”
Dalmi touched her forehead, wiping the sweat falling down her face as she cut another portion of the potato. In her mind, she had been murdering Carden’s body.If only he refused the marriage and accept one of my recommendations, I should spend my time watching Netflix by now.Dalmi wasn’t a good cook. She doesn’t even know how to fry, and that pineapple chicken is so hard to cook! She regretted that she told him she would cook.But isn’t it your goal? Dalmi asked herself and stopped cutting the vegetable into cubes. She wanted to turn him off. And this is a way to do it. She grinned and picked the carrots on the table, holding it vertically as she called for the old lady.“Yes, Miss?” Manang Letty bowed her head as she stood in front of the young lady.“How do you cut this thing?” she asked,
“Just what the fuck do you think you are doing, woman?!” Carden bawled in anger, his eyes bloodshot and his voice so loud that it could break a vase. His eyebrows were almost uniting, his lips tightly pressed with each other and his jaw clenching hard.“It tastes...effin bad!” He shook his head, pointing at the salvaged food on the table as he stared sourly and disgusted at Dalmi. He could still feel the salty taste on his tongue!“Do you want to get rid of me that much? You...you even wasted food! Ha!” He sarcastically laughed, stepping forward as he crossed his arms and examined Dalmi’s body.The woman was sitting on the chair; the food was in front of her and her hands balled above her knees. He hissed, pushing the bowl in front of her.“Taste these freaking food and see how much disappointed you could earn for yourself. I shouldn’t have trusted you! I knew you are acting weir
What Dalmi hated about that man is, he was so arrogant. She knew she was wrong for even pushing him to refuse the wedding but she was wondering if it was really that bad?She cooked even if she don't know how to and purposely ruined it, yes! But does he have to shout at her for doing that?Dalmi lifted her face from her wet pillow and reached for a box of tissue, wiping her tears away from her face. She could feel the liquid running down her nose, making her face scrunch up as she blow it out. She rubbed the tip of her nose, on her other hand was her phone, clicking her speed dial."Jackie," she called in a small, shaky voice. She gasped and fanned herself. "Carden is a jerk.""What? What is it again?" Jackie answered on the other line. Jackie had always been her crying shoulder, that
“She doesn’t want to go with you. Why would you force her? Because of the money?” Dalmi sarcastically laughed, touching the inside of her left cheek with her tongue.“Do you really think money can buy a woman, huh?” she glared at the man. Her hand clutching his arm tightly that her nails would almost get buried. The man furrowed his brows.“Who the hell are you?” he gave her a head-to-foot, afterwards, his expression changed from being annoyed to naughty.Dalmi shifted her gaze to the woman. She was wearing a thick makeup; her lipstick a bit smudged, and her hair messy. She didn’t want to conclude and judge the man, but the way he pulled her arm earlier told Dalmi that was probably the reason she looked like that.“Tss. As expected, men are pieces of shit,” she said, crossing her arms as she scanned the man’s body. He doesn’t even look like a man with a stable b
“C-Carden!” even in her shaking voice, Dalmi couldn’t deny that she was thankful that this man is now with him. Of all people, she wasn’t expecting him to come.Carden didn’t let the man stand up and instead held his collar. His knuckles once again met the stranger’s face. “How dare you touch her!”Dalmi’s eyes widened when his fiancee sat
Hi. This is the end of the story. Thank you for reading!EpilogueCarden Thompson’s POV“And the winner of this competition is….” the drum rolls made my heart thump fast. My eyes were too focused on the contestants that lined up on the stage as I watched how Cadmus Thompson waved his arm while holding a trophy by his hand.Holding my wife’s hand beside me, I dragged her towards the stage and stood beside my little boy as the official photographer’s camera flashed multiple times. The flashes were shocking, but endurable enough.We are inside Cadmus’ school in Chicago and he joined a poster making contest. I hadn’t thought about it much, but out of all the talents he could have
Chapter 143: When They Thought Things were fixed “This is why I don’t trust you, Carden. I don’t want my child to marry someone as incompetent as you.” The way the old lady said it to him felt like it was a dagger sent to his chest. To hear his wife’s mother those words were too painful to swallow, and his mind couldn't accept. “You...don’t trust me? Auntie, I was just worried about my son!” “Because you know you cannot protect him! You know you can’t protect your family because you are incompetent! I already knew you are that kind of man when I met you!” Carden had never thought that Dalmi’s mother could be like this. Never in his entire life, he had imagined for one of the
Chapter 142: I Didn’t Know You Can Do ThatDalmi’s whole body froze. Cold sweat numbed her fingers, and her heart hammered fast.“D-Denver is w-what?” as if she suddenly became deaf, she tapped her ears with her hands.“D-Denver is missing, Dalmi-”“How the hell would that happen, Carden? You were with him!” she yelled when it dawned on her. She was expecting the man to deny it, or to say that he was just joking and would laugh, but she was wrong!Her eyes turned sharp, and her cheeks burned in anger. “Tell me you are joking right now, Carden! Bring him to me or you’ll never want to experience my anger!&rd
Chapter 141: Where is He?“Mommy! When will Daddy come to pick us up?” Denver pouted his lips and forcibly leaned his back on the couch. It was a Saturday morning and Carden was promised to bring him to the mall and play.It has been a month since that night, and everything was going smoothly. She thought the man was just joking and that he only said it to her because they finished making love, but after a week, with a velvet box and diamond ring in his hand, he proposed to her.It was the second time that they will get married but at that very moment, it felt like it was the first...and it really was. Because they started at a forced marriage and although they had an engagement, there was no love and meaning behind it compared to how it was at that time.Until now, she couldn't believe that she would once again marry Carden Thompson. In a span of a week, the preparations started. The first week became busier than she thought, for it was the t
Chapter 140Carden crossed his arms as he leaned his back at the wall. It was past eleven, and Denver and Dalmi were already in a deep slumber; however, he still couldn’t get himself to sleep.He was standing on Dalmi’s veranda, his back leaning on the wall and his eyes gazing at the deep, night sky. His disheveled hair kept on dancing with the cold wind as if it was upbeat music that won’t stop his hair from moving sideways, but he didn’t mind, for the only thing he wanted right now was to enjoy the peacefulness of the night.Up until now, he still couldn't believe that everything was falling into their right places. Denver accepted him as his father, he and Dalmi were fine...and they’re gonna sleep on the same roof tonight. It felt nostalgic and surreal, like a dream...and he was scared it might be taken away once he wakes up tomorrow because he didn’t want to fall asleep.“I thought you were asleep,” he s
Chapter 139Carden Thompson’s eyes widened when the kid held on to the hem of his shirt.“Are you going to go here again tomorrow?” he asked with his puppy eyes, as though he was telling him to say yes.Did Carden hear it right? Did Denver really call him his daddy or he was just dreaming?“Can you...can you repeat what you just said earlier?” he said. His eyes are still wide from the shock as he glimpsed at Dalmmi who also mirrored what he felt right now.Ecstasy, shock, disbelief...all of it was mixed up in his heart that he didn't know how he would react.“I am asking if you wil
Chapter 138“Mommy! Someone ate my Banana Split!” Denver cried and gripped the white comforter. Tears cascading down his chubby cheeks as his face reddened in anger.“I asked Yaya Linda to find it in the refrigerator but she said there was nothing!”No matter how she tried to act like she was sad about his loss, she couldn't. The kid just said that he didn’t like it in front of Carden, now that he was gone, he was searching for it?“I thought you don’t like it? Why are you asking Yaya to find it for you?” She wanted to laugh, but she knew her child would cry more if she did so she just touched his hair, pushing it upwards to see the whole of his face.
Chapter 137Dalmi’s jaw dropped when she saw how Denver put the spoon down and crossed his arms like a grown-up man. The kid, who obviously looked like he enjoyed the first two scoops when he was tasting it, now looked as though he had tasted the worst banana split he ever had.“I-is he serious?” She shifted her gaze towards Carden who just picked up the spoon and sat at the seat where Denver sat earlier. He picked a portion of the desert and acted as if she was now in front of him.“Carden! Aren’t you offended that your child didn’t like what you did?” she furrowed her brows. If her son was already weird, she already knew that he got it from his father. Instead of thinking as to why Denver had to walk out, he just eats the leftovers! She glared at him.“Why? Should I be sad that Denver walked out?”“Yes! He just said he doesn’t like it!” she retorted and crossed her arms.
Chapter 136“No! Papa Johannes is my father!” the kid’s yell made Dalmi go back to reality. She was then, in gape and shock of the sudden revelation earlier, and seeing how her son ran away from them made her heart hurt.“Denver!” She called and was about to chase after him when he realized that Craden didn’t stand up and that he was still standing on his knees.“Carden, I’m sorry... i'll try to talk to him and explain things,” she said in a troubled voice and sighed. “I told you we can’t just say this to him in a rush, I know Denver would freak out…” she shook her head.But the man just let out a burst of low laughter before he stood up and clapped his hand to clear off the dust.“I don’t want to lie, Dalmi...I am hurt, but I will never give up on him. I promise I will wash off every memory from that man until he accepts me as his father.”That