Sandra felt sorry for Tina. One day Sandra will wake up when Tina came to Limuel to beg him to come back to her. Everyday, if Sandra disappears from Tina's sight, Tina escapes to go to the place where her ex-husband lives.
She would go home rubbing her knee with scars and ask Sandra if it wasn't enough to kneel in front of her husband for him to comeback. Sometimes she would be seen on the side of the road stunned and would say that she was waiting for Limuel.Every day Sandra's heart seemed to break. Tina do not deserve this. Tina is a good woman. She has a good heart. Sandra can't help but to shed a tear. She is on the way to find Tina again.Comsidering that Lantaza City is wide and huge, she is nowhere to be found, sometimes Sandra just wants to lock Tina inside her house but seeing Tina silently looking outside the window really breaks her heart. "What will I do if I lose you, Tina?"She endured scouring the whole town only to find TinaTHE silence of Sandra's seat make her nervous. She is uncomfortably sitting there with Emma on her side. Trembling as he recalls Tina's condition. She vomits a yellow petal, it still has blood attached to it. It's been 3 hours, they do not even know what she is sick of or what caused her to vomit the petal. It was frightening that she did not know the reason."Sir Denver." Suddenly Emma said. Emma stood up and Sandra looked up. She smiled bitterly when she saw how dark his face is. "What are you doing, woman?" She just smiled. "I am waiting." She whispered. Denver not please on what she said just sighed. She knew it won't end that way. She knows her husband to much. Even if they only got married a months ago. How can she not know whats her husband when he is her crush even before? "Why wasting your time waiting for not-so-worthy things?! You're my wife and your job is to serve me! That's all you have to do, you have not done it?! You are so worthless!" Sandra just looked down tryin
"HELLO!" Sandra was surprised when someone approached her. She stopped crying and looked at that someone. "Why are you crying? Why are you alone? Where are your parents? Don't you have a sibling? Why are your clothes dirty? Why don't you have slippers?" She asked her one question after another. Sandra did not respond and she just stare at her. Her trust issue strikes again. Though, she look very charming and warm. She really look cute and calming. "Why are you on the side of the road? Why are you so filthy? Haven't you eaten yet? Why do you have charcoal on your face? Why do you look like that?" Sandra wondered what she would answer here. What if he was also like the children in the orphanage who were kind when there were nuns and brain demons when no one was seeing. "Tina!" A woman approached the girl. She was holding a towel and a water bottle. "What kind of child are you? Where are you going? What if you get lost? Where will I find you?!" "Mom. . ." "Hey, let's go back th
ONE, two, three, several times and unstoppable. The world continues to rotate. Can't see the end. How long will her heartaches will last, how long will her strength last, is there still tomorrow? She has no choice but to be jealous of the couples she sees as happy. Maybe, their time as a married couple has not come yet. MMaybe all she had to do was believe that the time would come when it would be time for them to the both of them. ‘What’s the secret to a good relationship?’ She was staring while watching a television show.“Well, it’s not easy to form a relationship. You can but not how you want too. Your marriage will be good if you choose to have a good marriage. It is your choice. The secret is your oneness.' In her case, she is the only one who likes their relationship. They are married but are still single. She felt that when she thought about the state of her relationship with Denver, she seemed very tired even though she was just sitting and thinking. She also thinks it’s no
SULU was so beautiful that night. Lots of people, lots of tourists, lots of lights, lots of decorations, scattered vendors selling food, souvenir stalls such as t-shirts, porcelain, and so on. Noisy but not deafening. The musicians are different and many enjoy their music. Sandra and Denver stood in the middle of the crowd. They roam their eyes to observe the place. Families, Friends, Couples, this is a nice place to bond. Sandra later dragged Denver to an ice cream stall. "How much is this size of glass?" Sandra asked as she pointed to the medium size disposable glass. "Two Dollars, Lady." The answer is this. "I will buy two, please." Denver looked at his smiling wife. Only now did he notice the beauty of her smile. He think he see his wife smiling just for today. Sandra handed the Ice Cream and handed it to Denver. Her smile still lingered on his lips. "Thank you, Sir." They walked to the bench on the edge of the park. "I never imagine that our first ever date will be sp
DENVER'S temples hurt as he left the building. To his surprise, his friends are waiting for him at the parking lot with Cali. He knew immediately what is their purpose in this situation when they knew he was hot -headed or in bad mood."Denver, my man! How are you?!" He stopped himself to yell at them as he approached them. He is annoyed because they have nothing else to ask other than how much longer will he endure livibg with his wife. He knows that they really do not want Sandra for him since he is not a noble like them. “What is it this time?” Fionna shrugged. She put her arms around his shoulder. Annoyed, he removed Fionna's hand. "You better speak up or I will leave you all here. My head is throbbing and I badly need to rest." They laugh at him and started to tease him. The part he hates the most is when he gets to be with them and will start to teass him. "There, you got married early so you get older early. Look at yourself, you do not look good as before, you do not even
"PLEASE, let me make love with you. My wife."Sandra hesitated. She feels so nervous and do not know what to do. His eyes, his warmth, his voice pleading for her presence. His burning affection towards her. How can she deny him when she can't even deny herself? "Denver. . ." Denver began to kiss and nip her neck. She gripped tight on to her blouse and try to resist the lust she felt. "Please, Denver." "I want my wife. Is that bad? I like your curves. Your delicate and fair skin. Hmmm, I love the scent." "D-Denver, d-don't do this t-to m-me if you will j-just leave me hanging after." Denver wrapped his arm around Sandra's waist and pulled her closer to him that made Sandra sat on his thigh. "Why would I?" Denver ask."Denver, you don't like me. What if you're just doing this because you're drunk?"By just saying that, Denver stopped and smiled. He gently kissed Sandra's lips which is closed. “I want you. . . I badly want you, my love.” Denver is caressing her back with his fin
SHE wiped her hands away when she heard the arrival of her huband. He come home earlier than in the past that she is happy about it. She wears a big and wide smile to greet her but Denver is angry as she talks to someone on the phone. He stopped for a moment in front of the kitchen and relaxed. "Oh gosh, Gonzallo! I'm going to blow up your skull!" She was startled by her husband ahout. Denver dropped the call. He noticed Sandra at the kitchen door. "What?" Sandra just shake her head in response. Her husband looked at her angrily until Denver left her there. When he was halfway up the stairs Sandra dared to ask her husband. "Have you eaten yet?” Her husband turned to her without emotion. "Just in case not yet, I cook a meal for dinner. You can join me." "For what?" Sandra awkwardly smiled. 'Why is he ---' "To bond? I guess? I prepared wine too. Since you are hot-headed, why not chill and loosen up?" She saw him smirked."To get me drunk and seduce me to have s*x with me again?
SANDRA carefully placed her three pregnancy tests in a small white rectangular box. She also had stickers placed inside that were a few pieces of small plastic flowers. She also sprayed perfume inside the box before she closed it and tied it with a red ribbon. Even now, Sandra is thrilled as she thinks about Denver's reactions. Her heart would be even happier if everything she could think of would happen. Although Sandra should no longer expect the things she thinks of but she can’t help it. When she had tied the box properly she placed it in the first drawer of her bedside table. In the loon of the drawer was also a small notebook and Sandra took it out as well as her ballpen. She bought that last time at a bookstore. She plans to write down everything she wants to say to her baby. She started writing the date on the right side corner of the page and then underlined it. 'My baby, How are you feeling? Are you okay? Are you hungry? You wanna meet Daddy? It's okay. You'll meet
"You shouldn't have said that, Madame.""No. It's just right that I told him that. If he still has a conscience, if he can still think about of the others, he will do it. I spoiled him all the time, but that doesn't mean I can't discipline him. I would prefer to support Sandra in hiding rather than help them reconcile. I keep saying it over and over again, he doesn't deserve a second chance. He broke her once, but the damage was everlasting."Cali could only sigh as she watched Madame Madelle. This is a conversation where it seems she no longer wants to make with his child and Sandra to reconcile, but Cali feels the guilt within him. She is always saying that it's partly her fault, which he cannot argue against.I was forced. They are pushing it too much. They believed that infatuation is love, but it's merely an attraction—an attraction that ultimately leads both of them to ruin. It's a pity they didn't work out. "And there, it seems he couldn't handle my words; he left the house, a
"WHY are we here?" Anthony asked his wife once more. They were both standing in front of a metal gate with classical carvings. "Hm? I told you, we are going to meet a relative," Madelle happily answered her husband. "Relative? Mine or yours?" Anthony curiously asked his wife who was now gradually getting annoyed by the number of questions. "Ours, Anthony. Also, is it possible? You asked right, since leaving the Philippines, you've been asking more and more questions." "It's because you're confused. We don't have any relatives here? My family side is in Australia, yours. . ." Anthony stopped when Madelle gave him a bad look, "well." "Is it possible, I don't want to face them like this. You are ruining the mood, too much." "It's really my fault, it's you who acted impulsively. My goodness," Anthony scratched the back of his neck because Maddie didn't hit him. "We've been here for a while now. Why don't you ring the doorbell when we get inside," suggested Anthony. "Can you wait a
"THAT is all we got, Madame," said Madame Madelle's secretary. Madame was scanning through the papers and every single page of it was interesting. She didn't think everyone would reach such scenes. Even the two famous doctors were involved, and of course, the one and only, Cali. Madame Madelle sighed softly. She dismissed her secretary and proceeded on reading. When she read all the details of what Sandra has gone three years ago, she just closed her eyes because she was also guilty. She felt that she was not a good mother-in-law. But looking at the papers again, she smiled. Maybe it's a blessing in disguise. Despite everything she manages to go this far. Madame Madelle is beyond proud. If she was the only one in Sandra's situation, she would have chosen to wait until she died. Or worse she might think of getting revenge. She can't be the only one aggrieved, there should be sympathy. Madame Madelle looked at her watch and realized it was near dusk. From what he found out t
DENVER was sitting quietly in the living room when his mother came to him. Madame Madelle looked at him intently. The maid has also served him coffee, it's been so long since he came home and his mother just came home. He knows his mom has done something horrible to Abby. And he didn't want to ask anything, afraid that his mother might say something. His mother's face was reder than a tomato all thanks to the mixture of annoyance and anger. "Denver!" She points her finger at him. That alone made him know he really fucked up. He secretly shook his head. "Who are you really kidding, Denver? You can't serve two kings! You can't have two women! Grow up and stand. Choose who you really want to have. Do you really want Sandra to come back? Because if I'm the only one you ask, I'll support Sandra to hide and never show up on you again! Who would believe you love her if you're still like that? Still fooling around." Denver didn't say anything. The last time, he heard nothing. N
OH, goodness! When it rains, it pours. If it was Denver the other day, now it's Cali. Sandra suppressed a grimace due to Cali's beaming smile at her. “What now?” Sandra asked, her voice tinged with exasperation. “How are you?! We haven't talked in a long time!” Cali said, his enthusiasm almost overbearing. Sandra almost rolled her eyes in annoyance at the man in front of her. She didn't understand why he had suddenly appeared and what his intentions were. “Speak. I'm listening,” she said curtly. “Wow, so formal.” “Did he send you?” Sandra asked irritably, narrowing her eyes. “Who?” Cali feigned innocence. “Who else? And be straightforward with me. Why are you here? What do you want? I swear, you and Denver better stop bothering me, or I'll press charges!” “Did you see Denver? When?” Cali asked curiously. “Stop with the antics, Cali! If you irritate me any further, I will punch you!” A woman entered the café and sat beside Cali. “Hi, I'm Anastasia,” the woman introduced her
"ARE you home?" Sandra asked the nanny over the phone."We just arrived, Ma'am," the nanny replied."Alright. I'm coming home," she then ended the call.She's nervous. All of a sudden, she feels like something is wrong. She definitely sees the determination in his eyes. When she looked in the mirror, she saw a car following her from behind. She knows whose car it is. She doesn't know what she wants, but she wants to run away.The car follows her honks loudly, as if urging her to stop, but she doesn't want to. She doesn't want to listen to it. What? Why? For what?She thinks if she goes home, Denver will know where she lives. Or worse, he might see the kids, see her with the kids. She doesn't want that; what if he takes the kids away? But why is she here? It feels like just yesterday when Xyl told her he was in the Philippines and she was so happy to go clubbing with his mistress. Sandra angrily looked at the mirror again when it honked again."Damn it! Leave me alone!" she angrily sho
SANDRA was preparing breakfast when her little twins came to the kitchen and asked for a bottle of milk. Their eyes were still sleepy, which Sandra found cute.“Who wants some bread?” Sandra asked.“Me,” Demielle answered.“Fruits,” Denielle requested.“Hmm, okay,” she replied.“Mom, where's Dad?” asked Demi who's starting to get curious.“You mean, Daddy Xyl? He's out of the country. He left before Mommy Grace,” Sandra answered not giving too much attention to what her daughter asked. “Are they getting married?” Denielle spoke with the milk bottle in his mouth.“No speaking with your mouth full,” Sandra reminded them. “And no, they are not getting married yet.”Despite her answer to her son, Denie seems to know more.“Is Mommy Grace going to be a wife?” Demi innocently asked.“Yes, probably in the future," replied Sandra who starts getting curious why they are asking this kind of question.“Are you a wife, Mom?” Deni suddenly asked.“Of course, I am!” she answered enthusiastically.
Denver didn't know how to feel when he saw the photo his mother sent. It was annoying, frustrating, and infuriating. Especially now, seeing his mother smiling in front of him, sipping coffee, while his father was massaging her shoulders."I didn't know," his mother said. "I just intended to send a picture. I didn't know the camera went off.""You are lying again," he said angrily to his mother."I am not. I really don't know," she said, lowering the cup she was holding and looked at the photo again. "Wait, isn't that man beside her Dr. Xyl Infantes?""What?" Denver snatched his mother's phone aggressively."Denver!""It can't be.""But it is, isn't it. He's the CEO of Hope Hospital Chain, specialized in cancer patients. I heard he was also a neurosurgeon. And his best friend Grace is also a neurosurgeon. Wow."Denver felt even more annoyed by his mother's explanation, so he just left."If you hadn't refused the conference, right? Then you'll blame me. You're such a good child," his mot
“Freedom? Paano naman ako? Paano naman ako na hanggang ngayon nandito pa rin 'yong sakit?” Denver stepped out of the elevator.“Bakit, Denver? Kaninong kasalanan ba lahat ng ito? Yes, nasasaktan ka hanggang ngayon, pero alam mo rin ba ‘yong sakit na kinimkim niya? You're being selfish here, Denver?”“Selfish? Pinabayaan ko kayo sa gusto niyo. Pagiging makasarili pa ba na hindi ko kayo hinabol at hinayaan ko kayo sa gusto ninyo? Telle then, am I the one being selfish here?”Hindi na lang sumagot si Grace. Napairap siya at tinalikuran niya ang lalaki, ngunit bago pa siya makalayo ay tumunog ang telepono niya. When she saw the caller ID, she smirked. She answer the call and put it in speaker.“What?” nang lumingon siya ay nakaharap na si Denver sa elevator.“You're coming home?” the man spoke.“Yeah,” Grace simply amswered.“Good, I and Sandra will prepare when you get back. Just tell us when?’Ding. The elevator opened.“Geez, sure. Might as well confess your love. It's been three years