Chapter Fifty-Two: Small InsectSamantha's POVThis will be our last day here. I’m having coffee in the cottage alone since my cousins, Elisha, and Diego are busy packing.I giggled, having escaped to our room. I don’t want to pack my things. I lean my back against the wooden wall, staring at the sea. I’ll come back to this place when I have free time.“Hi, I remember you,” a guy approached me. My brow furrowed as I looked at the man in front of me. “I’m sorry?” I don’t remember knowing this person.“Oh, you might not remember my face. I’m Jonathan, the one who approached you the other night,” he said. I was still confused, but then I remembered his name.“Jonathan? Oh, sorry. I was drunk that time,” I chuckled. He leaned against the entrance, holding a cup of tea.He cleared his throat as he stared at me. I felt uncomfortable with the way he was looking at me.“You’re beautiful. The guy from the other night, is he your boyfriend?” he suddenly asked. Maybe he’s referring to Diego. “No
Chapter Fifty-Three: Family Visit Samantha's POVMom and Dad called me last night. I don’t know what got into them, but they said they’ll be visiting Diego’s condominium today. That’s why yesterday, I printed and framed our wedding pictures.“Just act normal,” I kept telling him. I don’t have a problem with Dad, but with Mom? She’s very observant. She always thinks there’s something suspicious about me—mother’s instinct, I guess.“You’ve said that a hundred times already,” he replied as we busied ourselves preparing lunch.“Of course. I just want to make sure Mom won’t get suspicious of us,” I said while washing the meat.He’s cutting onions, and I watch him do it. “Where did you learn to cook?” I asked curiously. He placed the onions in a small bowl after chopping them, then grabbed some green onions.“When I was a kid, I already knew how to cook. I just watched Mom do it until I learned,” he answered simply. I hesitated to ask about his parents.“Really? Maybe if your mom were stil
Chapter Fifty-Four: What's Wrong With HerSamantha's POVAfter Mom and Dad left, Diego started washing the dishes. I went into the kitchen to annoy him again.I laughed at him. He glared at me. “What do you think about Dad?” I asked him, laughing as I recalled Dad telling Diego that he’s looking forward to having a grandchild soon. He even said he wants five boys. Diego was surprised and couldn’t answer him.“I thought they hated me for marrying you,” he said. Actually, Mom was really against me marrying Diego in the first place, but she didn’t have another choice. Between the two of them, Dad is more likely to support what I want to do and become. He always tells me to follow what makes me happy.Mom, on the other hand, is the most talkative one. She always tells me what to do, and she gets mad when I sneak out at night or when I go drinking with my friends at the club. She hated it when I got into a relationship. She’s overprotective when it comes to me.I understand her. That’s how
Chapter Fifty-Five: Let's Go BabySamantha's POVDiego went to a business meeting. I insisted on coming with him, but he didn’t let me. Maybe he thought I’d do something to ruin the meeting. Excuse me? I’m not a kid anymore. What does he think I am, stupid?I was walking outside the building when I saw an old lady trying to cross the road. She was holding a basket of fruits when someone bumped into her.I thought they would help her, but instead, I heard them mock the old woman because of her old clothes. My blood boiled.I hurried over to help the old woman and picked up all the fruits scattered on the ground. I placed them back in the basket. While doing that, I heard laughter behind me.I didn’t look at them. I continued helping the old woman cross the road. “Sorry about them,” I apologized. She smiled at me before nodding. “It’s okay, thank you for the help,” she said before walking away. I was about to leave when Tiffany and those bullies stopped me.So, she’s friends with them n
Chapter Fifty-Six: Too Revealing Samantha's POV I giggled while we were walking in the mall. “Who are they?” He asked me while my hands were encircled to his arm.“Those are Tiffany's new friends now. Well, they are also famous on campus for being bullies” I told him. Why is he asking by the way?“Why? Do you want to meet them?” I sarcastically asked him. He glanced at me. “How did you know I was there? “ I asked him. He didn't answer. I stopped walking and glared at him. He was confused. “Are you just gonna let me talk alone?” I removed my hand on his arm. He sighs before speaking. “You're just in front of the building.” His forehead is knotted. Right, I forgot.“Okay,” I placed my hand on his arm again. “Let's go there.” I pointed at the store. He just look inside but I pulled him. “Common, let's find something that suits you” I giggled. “Welcome ma'am and sir” the staff greeted us. I nodded with a smile as I started to look for something for him. “Let's see if this suits you,”
Chapter Fifty-Seven: He's Annoying Samantha's POV “You can't,” he disagreed. I held his shirt while puking it. He glared at me. I shook my head insisting.“I'll be a good girl. I want to go to your company.” I played with his hand while he's busy on his laptop. “No,” he firmly said. I madly stood up and made him look at me. I walk towards the door and slam it. Fine. I chuckled secretly. I know he'll be knocking the door later. I grabbed my phone and started to play games while waiting for him to knock. While I was busy scrolling on my phone I heard a knock on the door. I giggled while rolling on my bed. “Open the door,” he said while knocking. I made him wait for twenty seconds before deciding to open it. I knew it. I didn't talk to him while forcing myself not to laugh. “Where are you going?” He asked me while I'm walking out of the room. “Out” I simply told him. But before I could hold the door knob he pulled me closer to him. My hands were on his chest while he's intently l
Chapter Fifty-Eight: Clumsy Girl Samantha's POVI bit my lower lip while staring at our pictures. Damn it. Maybe I was just mistaken. Sam, it's just a fake relationship, okay? You did this to get revenge on Andrew and Tiffany. And, of course, to make Zayn fall for you.He's just being kind because you told him to be. He's just taking care of you because it's his responsibility. He cares about you because that's all part of the contract.Wake up, Sam! You're not supposed to fall in love. Damn it!I was staring at his handsome face while he was sleeping when he suddenly moved. I closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep. I felt him get out of bed and watched him secretly.Why does he have a bigger ass than mine? He looks even sexier right now. His messy hair makes him more attractive. He doesn't look like he just woke up. He went inside the shower room while I kept my eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. After that, he left the room. I sat on the bed, messing up my hair.There's nothing
Chapter Fifty-Nine: Let's Party! Samantha's POV“We actually went to that place, and it's really wonderful. Let's go there next time,” Jane said while giggling.“Damn, let's ask Elisha and Ray,” Anna said, busy on her phone.“You should call Diego too, Sam.” I heard what Jane said, but I couldn’t focus on her. I’m too busy thinking about him.“Sam.” Anna snapped her fingers at me. “Samantha.” I sighed before looking at her. She seemed confused, her forehead furrowed.“Is there anything you want to say?” she asked. I looked at her, dumbfounded.“What is it?” I asked them. They both let out a heavy sigh.“Really? We've been talking here for almost an hour!” Jane exaggerated, rolling her eyes.It's already five in the afternoon, and I haven’t gone home. I don't know why. I can't understand myself. When I'm with Diego, I always think about something else.“You know what? Let’s just go to a party. Christian, the football player on our campus, is throwing a party tonight. Everyone in the s
Epilogue Diego's POV I smiled while staring at my wife. She's really gorgeous. It's funny how I ended up with her—this silly girl who brought color to my life. The girl who is always irritating me, messing with me. I love her so much. I love her more than myself. I'm willing to give everything for her. I knew from the very beginning that she was just playing, the way she teased me, stared at me, and forced me to do things. How she tried to seduce me was just part of the contract. I remember how she forced me to marry her at the park. I thought she was just having fun that day, but I was wrong. She's the only woman who has ever done all those things to me. As the days passed, I started to fall for her silliness. I acted like I didn’t care, but the truth was, I was slowly falling for her. That day when we went abroad for our honeymoon, I enjoyed her company. She was so sweet and cheerful, full of energy in a way not many people are. I couldn't help but smile as she forced m
Finale Samantha's POV The sound of gunfire echoed through the old buildings. Everyone became alert. I started to feel nervous. "Get all the guns that we have!" Mr. Wedge shouted to his allies. Leo began distributing the guns to the others. "Watch her," Mr. Wedge said, glancing at me. Tiffany grabbed the gun that Mr. Wedge handed to her. She pointed it at me while the war outside the building raged on. "Please, just let me go," I pleaded with Tiffany, but she didn’t listen. "Shut up! This is all because of you!" she snapped, pointing the gun directly at me. I shook my head in denial. "Remove the leash from her hands and feet, Windy," Tiffany ordered. Windy immediately did as she was told. "Get that knife and point it at her neck!" she added, and Windy obeyed. I looked at Windy, and I could see she was just being forced to do it. "No, please, Windy. I'm begging you," I said, crying. "You want to beg? Then kneel!" Tiffany screamed at me. "Get the guns! The police are here!" I h
Chapter Two Hundred Four: Kidnapped Samantha's POV I breathe heavily, panic tightening around me. Something covers my head, making it hard to see or breathe. Fear grips me as I realize my hands and feet are tied to a chair. "Help!" I scream, struggling to move. A voice, familiar but chilling, responds. "She's awake." It's Leo. I know it's him. "Where am I? Let me go, Leo!" I shout, my voice cracking from fear. "Remove her blindfold," a monotone voice commands. My heart skips a beat. It’s Mr. Wedge. They pull off whatever was covering my head, and though my vision is blurry, I see Leo holding a gun, talking to Tiffany. I blink, trying to make sense of the situation. “The princess is awake,” Tiffany says as she walks toward me, gripping my chin. I glare at her, trying to mask my terror. I’m not just scared for myself but for the baby growing inside me. "Why am I here?" I ask, trying to stay calm. She laughs coldly, mocking me, and my gaze shifts to Mr. Wedge, who’s watc
Chapter Two Hundred Three: Stay Alert Samantha's POV We’re at Diego’s office, and I’m surprised to see my brother, Louis, here, along with his wife, Leilani, and their daughter, Anya. Mrs. Bianca is also here, and everyone is drinking and eating. Diego is sitting beside me, holding my hand. We’re celebrating my pregnancy, and I have no idea what made Diego invite everyone over so suddenly. “Congratulations to both of you,” Mrs. Bianca says, raising her glass. Ray and Elisha are also here, joining in the celebration. “Thank you,” I smile, feeling a bit overwhelmed. Anya is happily playing with the new toy Diego bought her. “Congratulations, sis, and to you too, Diego,” Louis says, giving me a tight hug. “I’m so happy for you,” Leilani adds, embracing me warmly, and then congratulates Diego as well. “Congrats, Sam,” Elisha says, hugging me before giggling. “Congratulations, Sam,” Ray joins in, and as he hugs me, I can’t help but sniff him, then glare at him playfully.
Chapter Two Hundred Two: Happiness Samantha's POV We were busy with our work at the library. Anna and Jane sat with me, but all I could focus on was eating. It seemed like that’s all my body wanted these days. "Sam, no offense, but you've been eating the same thing every day. We’ve noticed," Anna commented, making me pause mid-bite and glance at the food in my hand. She was right, but I couldn’t help it. "And you're not even gaining weight. That's the strange part," Jane added. "Do you think it's a problem? I just can’t stop," I said, leaning back in my chair. Technically, eating wasn’t allowed in the library, but I couldn’t resist. "I thought you hated those foods? Remember when we tried to get you to eat strawberries? You wouldn’t even touch them," Anna said. I remembered that. But people change. "Girl, stand up for a second," Jane said suddenly. I stood, confused. "Face the wall." I bit my bottom lip, feeling their eyes on me. "Damn," Jane muttered. I sat back
Chapter Two Hundred One: Pregnant Diego's POV Damn it! That old man is really pushing my buttons. Luckily, I got there on time, or else he would have hurt Samantha. I know he already has an idea of what we are up to. Even though he tried to hide it, I could see how furious he was. Samantha still hasn’t spoken to me since then. I regret shouting at her. I got carried away by my emotions. I hated the way Mr. Wedge looked at her, especially when his gaze shifted down to her belly. He seems to know something. Yes, Samantha is pregnant. That's why I don’t want to stress her out. I’ve been planning to tell her about what’s going on, but I hesitate when I see her acting differently. I know she’s pregnant, and I know she’s confused too. "But Mom and Dad never mentioned that to me! Damn that Wedge," Louis said. We’re in my office right now. He flew in as soon as he found out what was happening. He and his family are staying at Mr. and Mrs. Henderson’s house for the time being. H
Chapter Two Hundred: Won't Let Anyone Hurt You Samatha's POV He was about to slap him when I shouted. It made them both look at me. Jane tried to hold my hand, but I continued walking towards them. "And who do you think you are to shout at me like that?" he yelled at me. I glared at him. He was wearing a decent suit, but he couldn't even act in a decent way. "Sam," Anna said as she held my hand. But my gaze was fixed on Windy. She had bruises on her hand. "I don't care who you are!" I snapped at him. He let go of Windy, who shook her head at me. He chuckled sarcastically while looking at me. "I think I already know you," he said, walking closer. I took a step back. "Call him," I heard Jane tell Anna. She was now frantically searching for her phone in her bag. "How could you hurt someone like her?" I asked him. He stopped in his tracks and looked at Windy, who immediately lowered her head. "That's none of your business, Mrs. Presley," he said, which shocked me. "How
Chapter One Hundred Ninety-Nine: Stop Samantha's POV I looked at the calendar, my forehead knotted, while Diego was busy on his laptop. We were actually in his office right now with Elisha, Ray, Harold, and Jana. “That’s not what actually happened,” Jana said, glaring at Harold. They had been arguing for a while. “Then tell me,” Harold said. I held my head as I started to feel a bit dizzy. “Are you alright?” Diego asked, standing up and carefully guiding me to sit on the couch. “I'm just dizzy, but I’m fine,” I smiled at him, noticing the others looking at me. “What’s the matter?” I asked them. They quickly returned to what they were doing. “Just sit there,” Diego said as he went to the table to get me a glass of water. He handed it to me, and I drank it. “Feeling better now?” he asked. I nodded my head. They went back to their discussion. I still didn’t know why he asked me to be here. I had t
Chapter One Hundred Ninety-Eight: Sad Thoughts Samantha's POV Windy is definitely being duped by Tiffany. I can't believe it. “We have to talk,” I said, holding her hand and making her look at me. She stopped walking. “What's the matter?” I asked her. She suddenly removed my hand and looked at me. “There's nothing to talk about,” she said with expressionless eyes. I sighed and furrowed my brow. “No, we have to talk, Windy. What happened to you? You weren't like this before. Is it because Tiffany is the one paying for your tuition? Is that why you are avoiding us? Did she threaten you?” I asked. She just looked at me. “I don't have to explain myself to you, Samantha. We're over,” she uttered. I shook my head, biting my lower lip to stop myself from crying. She’s my friend; we have so many memories together. “No, we're not. We promised to stay with each other. We promised that, Windy. How could you say such thing