Judith's POV, I couldn't understand why I had agreed to help Max cover up his mess when all I truly desired was for him and Amihan to be separated. I questioned my own resolve, wondering if I had the strength to see this through. Just then, the shrill beeping of my phone broke the silence, jolting me back to the present moment."Hey, bestie!" I greeted her with a forced cheerfulness, hoping to mask the turmoil I felt within."Hi, girl!" She responded, her voice bright and energetic, obviously excited that I had called. "How're you doing?" Her excitement was palpable, even over the phone. I took a deep breath and steeled myself for what I was about to do. "I'm fine," I said, trying to keep my voice level despite the turmoil I felt inside. I forced a smile, though I knew it didn't reach my eyes. I could feel Maxwell's gaze upon me, and I could sense his uneasiness and fear. It only made the situation worse, and I felt my irritation rising."You're not fine," She said, her voice gentl
Maxwell's POV,As I walked into my office and shut the door behind me, I breathed a sigh of relief. I had narrowly avoided a disaster by convincing Judith to help me. If she hadn't agreed, I would have been in big trouble. The thought made me shiver. I sank into my chair, feeling the tension drain from my body. That was close. I wondered how long I would have to continue with this. As I opened the pack bag, the sweet and savory smell of the pancake filled the air. It instantly brought back memories of the times I had enjoyed the treat in New York. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, savoring the familiar aroma. I pulled out my phone and dialed Amihan's number. "Hey, sweetheart!" I said, my mouth still half full of pancake."Hey yourself!" she replied, laughing. "Don't tell me you're already stuffing your face with pancakes!"I laughed, too. "Maybe just a little," I admitted. "It's so good!""I bet it is," she said, her voice warm and affectionate. "Enjoy it while it lasts!""Y
Judith's POV,Coming home from work used to be something I looked forward to, especially when I knew I would get to spend time with Amihan. But recently, that had changed. I found myself avoiding going home, preferring to spend time outside by myself rather than engage in conversation with her. It seemed like no matter what we talked about, she would find a way to bring up Maxwell, and that was the last thing I wanted to hear about. I knew she meant well, wanting to let me know how happy she was in her relationship but I just couldn't deal with it anymore.Each day, I found myself loitering at the local restaurants and other places, just to kill time and avoid going home. I knew it was childish, but I couldn't bring myself to face Amihan. I tried to time my arrival so that I would be home after she had already gone to bed, and I could slip into my room without having to speak to her. The day's exhaustion had finally caught up with me, and all I wanted was the comfort of my bed and the
Amihan's POV, As I listened to Judith's questions, I felt a little uneasy, her questions were so probing, and her tone was laced with some touch of bitterness, I couldn't place why, The look on her face was so mean as well like she and Maxwell had been a sworn enemy even though she tried to cover it up with her laughter, but I saw through her and I knew something was off,A part of me felt bad about how she had insinuated those things about my boyfriend but I also understood she was going through a tough time, and maybe that was why she behaved the way she did."That was one of the most delicious meals I've had in a while," Maxwell said, his eyes shining with gratitude.I smiled, a bit taken aback by his kind words. "You're too kind," I said, not wanting to accept the compliment. "But you're quite the chef yourself."I started clearing the table, hoping to diffuse the tension that had been building. I didn't want things to get awkward. "Let me help you with those" he offered,"Plea
Judith's POV,My footsteps were quick and hurried as I made my way out of the house. It was like I had a purpose, a mission to complete. I had to get away from that place, from those people whom I once found solace. They were like a poison, seeping into my veins, slowly killing me from the inside. I needed to escape.I got to my car breathing heavily from the hurt I was feeling inside, "These people came to mock me tonight, how dare them do this to me, they'll pay, I'll surely make them pay for what they've done to me and for all they're making me go through," with my teeth clinched I swore to get back at them, my fist were set as well as if I was bracing up for a fist fight. I slammed the door in anger as I got into my car, the same determination of revenge that had held me, drove me off that sight irrespective of the speed limit, with no destination in mind, I stepped on, I just wanted to go far, far from home, far from the pretentious scene at home, far from the people who backs
Judith's POV,I never imagined that I would be able to experience joy and happiness again after the recent turmoil in my life. I had resigned myself to the idea that I would never feel at peace or ease again, but being in Carter's arms, in this moment, all of my worries and pain seemed to fade away. I saw the passion and great care in his eyes, how he had handled me like a great treasure, and just right there, I knew I could move on from all the hurt and pains that I had been dwelling in, I knew I had found the strength and courage I needed to put those things behind. I woke up with my head resting on his chest, I could hear his heartbeat as he lay asleep, it was calm and peaceful.His hands were still carefully wrapped around me, as we both cuddled into sleep, I felt my heart beat according to his rhythm, and like a synchrony, even though I was yet to know what it held, I knew it was the beginning of something new, "the beginning of a new me," the thought of it brought smiles to my
Amihan's POV,As I reminisced about my childhood, I felt a pang of nostalgia about how the past years have been. But at the same time, I was filled with a sense of excitement and pride at how far I had come, from a little girl with a big dream to a woman on the verge of making it come true. I knew that reclaiming my family's Mansion was a huge step in fulfilling my vision, and I was determined to take it slow and steady, savoring every moment along the way.The wind blew through my hair, and I closed my eyes, breathing in the familiar scent of the place I once called home. As I drove down the winding road toward my family's estate, a flood of memories came rushing back. I could almost feel the warm summer breeze that used to blow through the open windows of my car.The familiar street leading up to "The Williams Ville" brought me back to the days when I would run down it, carefree and full of excitement. I saw the old tree, still standing tall and proud, and the garden that had once
Dalisay's POV, I kept pacing front and back in my office, waiting for the arrival of my mom, all the while, I was unable to calm my already agitated nerves down, there was something like a nudge in my heart that I could not push down, it kept rising, filling me with fear and worry."My mom shouldn't have visited him," I mused aloud, voicing my thoughts and fears. "It could put everything we've worked so hard for at risk," I continued, my arms outstretched in a gesture of exasperation. "I'm not sure what to do," I concluded, feeling helpless and uncertain about the future. I looked around the room, as if searching for an answer, but found only silence.As I was lost in a sea of thoughts and possibilities, consumed by what could go wrong, my mother entered the room, her demeanor serene and calm, seemingly oblivious to the maelstrom of anxiety I was feeling. I looked at her, my mind racing with questions, and yet unable to form the words to ask them. I was feeling lost and uncertain, an