Chapter Ninety-Five: None Of Your Business Samantha's POV "Have you seen Mr. Presley? He was talking to a woman earlier. They seemed to be having a great conversation. Don't you think he's already finding another woman?" Fiona’s gaze landed on me. They weren't murmuring; they were intentionally talking so loudly so I could hear it from the front. "I saw that too. I think Ms. Jana is the new teacher. They really look good together," Faith uttered. I just kept focusing on my phone. "Don't listen to them, Sam," Anna said behind me. I turned to her and smiled. "They're just messing around," Jane added. I smiled forcefully, trying to act normal. It wasn't new that someone would try to approach Diego. He's handsome, and everyone here seems to like him, even our professors. "Stop it, guys. It's better if Mr. Presley notices me. I'll make him happy. What do you think?" Isabel said. I tried to calm myself while listening to them.
Chapter Ninety-Six: That's Embarrassing Samantha's POV It's been a week since it happened—him as one of our professors while I try to avoid him, seeing him talking with our professors who have a crush on him, including the other students who are drooling over him. It irritates me, and at the same time, I want to drop his class. But I can't. Luckily, it's the weekend. I went to the mall alone. I wanted to relax. As I was walking alone, I saw someone's back. It looked familiar. When he turned around, our eyes met. He seemed surprised when he saw me. "Samantha!" He hurriedly walked toward me and hugged me. "I thought you were abroad?" I asked him. He chuckled and shook his head. "I just got home yesterday," he said before we separated from the hug. "It's been months since we last saw each other. Oh wait, how are you and Diego?" he asked me. I immediately felt uncomfortable with the question. "We'
Chapter Ninety-Seven: Serves You Right Samantha's POV It's been days since I last talked to Mom and Dad. I miss them. I sighed as I walked toward the library. It's actually our sports day, but I didn’t join any of the events. Maybe I’ll just spend the day here in the library. Since it was windy, Anna and Jane joined the volleyball game. Adrian is also practicing for tonight's game. He's been asking me to watch his game tonight, but I don’t think I can go. I’m actually not a fan of sports. I’m not a nerd; I just get tired easily with those kinds of activities. I opened the library door, and my gaze immediately went to two people talking inside. I lowered my head as I walked past them. They seemed to be talking seriously. I wanted to hear their conversation, but I chose to walk further away. Why are they here? They’re supposed to be on the field. My heart ached at the thought of how close they seemed. I bit my bottom lip,
Chapter Ninety-Eight: Problem Samantha's POV “Mom, I'm worried. You told me you'd come home at the end of the month,” I said. They looked at each other. Dad let out a heavy sigh while looking at the screen. They had just messaged me that they can't come home this month. “Baby, we can’t. We’re still dealing with something important,” Dad said. I frowned. I thought they were going to come home today. “Don’t worry, we’ll find a way to come back. It’s just that we’re too busy, sweetie,” Mom added. I could see how tired they both were. “Mom, Dad, is something wrong with the company? Please, tell me,” I pleaded. Mom looked away while Dad seemed uncertain about whether or not they should tell me the truth. “We don’t want to worry you, Sam, but we’re facing a lot of problems with the company. We’re losing investors because of some stupid mistakes! Your mom and I are doing everything we can to make up for it, but it’s hard,” Dad admitted
Chapter Ninety-Nine: I'm Sorry, I'm Late Samantha's POV “Go, Adrian!” The girls cheered for him. We were sitting on the bench, watching his game. His gaze met mine, and he winked. “I think he really likes you,” Windy said, chuckling. After that annoying meeting in the guidance office, I was about to head home when Adrian stopped me. He was already in his jersey when he showed up, telling me he had a game tonight and asked me to come watch. I was about to decline, as I really just wanted to go home, but he kept insisting. So here I am, with my cousins and Windy, watching his game. He pointed at me, mouthing, “For you,” before sinking a three-point shot. Windy, Jane, and Anna screamed along with the other students as the ball swished through the hoop. “Go, Adrian! Go, Adrian!” The cheerleaders kept shouting. I chuckled at how silly he was being. “Damn, you just laughed,” Anna said, and the three of them stared at
Chapter One Hundred: It Wasn't A Dream Samantha's POV I woke up to find myself in my room. As I sat up, the events of last night rushed back to me. “Nita!” I called out, my voice shaky. She hurried into my room. “Jesus, you're okay,” she said, her voice full of worry as she held my hand. “What happened to you last night? Diego brought you home, and he was bleeding.” So it wasn’t a dream. “Where is he, Nita?” I asked anxiously. She sighed. “He left after bringing you to your room,” she told me. “Wait here, I’ll get your breakfast. You still need to go to school,” she added before leaving. He was bleeding last night. Is he okay? Did he go to the hospital? How did he know where I was? I hurried to the shower, washing off the lingering fear from last night. After getting ready, I put on the red dress we had bought at the mall the other week. I grabbed my sling bag and left the room. “You should eat
Chapter One Hundred-One: Where is She Diego's POV “Why don’t you just tell her?” Jana asked while fixing the bandage on my hand. “What do you think? Does she even believe him?” Harold chimed in. I sighed as Jana finished wrapping the bandage around my arm. “Honey, she would understand if Diego explained everything to her. Samantha seems strong; she would get it,” Jana said to her husband, Harold. “I doubt it. She’s mad at me, and she probably thinks you’re my girlfriend or something,” I said, sitting down beside Harold, my secretary. Harold and Jana had been married for eight years and had kids. Jana would be my acting secretary at the school while Harold managed my company’s paperwork. “By the way, your properties and Jasmine’s assets were divided equally. Your lawyer said everything is settled,” Jana informed me. I nodded. The divorce was done, but my problem now was Samantha. I could tell she was ups
Chapter One Hundred-Two: Am I Dreaming? Samatha's POV I open my eyes and realize I’m in the clinic. “Sam,” Adrian stood up and walked over to me, looking worried. “Are you alright? You just passed out. How are you feeling?” he asked, holding me. But my gaze shifted to the man standing there, staring at me. He stood up. I was about to speak when he walked out of the clinic. He was there, but why didn’t I notice him? “Sam,” Anna, Jane, and Windy rushed inside, looking worried. “Are you okay?” “How are you?” “You didn’t tell me you had a fever.” They all spoke at once, and I couldn’t even understand them. “Guys, relax. Her head will hurt if you keep asking questions. Calm down,” Adrian said. “Who brought me here?” I asked. They exchanged looks. “It was Mr. Presley,” Windy said. I sighed. “Do you want something?” Adrian asked, not waiting for my response. He sto
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