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 atChapter 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
Chapter One Hundred-Three: Worried Samatha's POV I bit my lower lip, remembering what happened last night. Did he really kiss me back, or was I just dreaming? “What’s wrong with you? Why are you biting your nails?” Nita asked. I stopped what I was doing and pouted. “Why is it that Diego always brings you here unconscious?” she asked curiously. “He looked worried but also angry when he was carrying you last night,” Nita said, looking at me with interest. “I don’t know. He always seems to know where I am. He always shows up when I need help,” I told her. She looked at me. “Are you guys okay now?” she asked while placing cookies on a plate. “We’re not. I mean, I don’t know,” I answered uncertainly. She sighed and gave me my key again. “His assistant gave this to me last night,” she said. I nodded. She was about to say something when her phone rang. She excused herself to answer it. She si
Chapter One Hundred-Four: Problem Samatha's POV I was about to sleep when my phone buzzed. I thought it was Jane or Anna, but I was surprised to see it was Mom calling me. I hurried to answer it. I smiled at the screen, but it faded when I saw their sad faces. “Mom, what is it? What happened? Why do you guys look sad?” I asked worriedly. They looked at the screen while Mom’s face was on the verge of tears. “Tell her, Philip,” Mom said as tears started to fall on her cheeks. I bit my bottom lip while my heart raced. “What is it, Dad? Don’t make me worried,” I told them. Dad looked at me, holding his forehead in frustration. “We’re already bankrupt, baby. We did all we could, but—” Mom began. Dad hugged her. I couldn’t believe it. I covered my face and cried. How could this be happening? “Dad, what about my studies? What about Nita?” I asked. “We’re sorry, baby, but I think we have to fire her now. We couldn’t ev
Chapter One Hundred-Five: Stop Hurting Yourself Samantha's POV “Are you okay?” Adrian asked me. He’s following me while I’m walking through the cafeteria. Jane, Anna, and Windy are actually here now. I don't even know if I should go there right now. I don't have an appetite. It's been two weeks. Mom and Dad haven't gone home. I thought they would come back last month, but they stayed there. I still haven't had any updates on them since the last time they called me. I don't know what's going on now. And about Diego? It's been a week since I've seen him. Maybe he went abroad again to visit Jasmine and her son. That's what he always does when we're still together. He's not telling me about it, but since Jasmine told me about him visiting her son, maybe that's what he always does when we're still together and he's not around at home. I don't even know why, but when he stopped teaching, Ms. Jana also resigned. Some of the st
Chapter One Hundred-Six: Party Samatha's POV I just wore a black dress. "Where are you going?" Nita asked me while I was busy putting on my light makeup. I glanced at her. She looked worried because I was going out tonight. "I'll attend Nita's birthday party, Nita. Don't worry, I'll come back before twelve." I smiled at her, and she sighed. She didn't have any choice but to let me go out. "Twelve, Sam. I'll wait for you in the living room. Please come back before twelve," she said. I stood up and went to her. "Don't worry, Jane and Anna are also attending the party," I told her. She felt relieved when she heard that they would be there too. She nodded and went out of my room while I grabbed my earrings. Moments later, Nita came to my room. "Someone is outside. Who is that? He's not familiar," she asked. She was eyeing Adrian. He had just messaged me that he was coming. "That's Adrian, Nita. He's picking me up." Her forehead knotted. "Adrian? I've never heard that name befo
Chapter One Hundred-Seven: Pathetic Samantha's POV “Have you talked to your parents?” Jane asked me. I shook my head. They haven’t called me. I’m still thinking about what happened last night. I don’t know why he was there. How did he find me when he doesn’t even know that place? Damn it. I touched my lips. I’m mad. Not only because he was there, but I’m also mad because of what he did to me. What’s with that kiss? Why did he do that? “Sam, what’s wrong with you?” Anna asked me. I sighed and looked at them. They have no idea what happened. And about Adrian? I still haven’t seen him. All I know is that they have practice today. “Nothing. Mom and Dad haven’t talked to me,” I told her. I heard Windy sigh. My gaze went to her while she was still busy on her phone. Lately, I’ve been seeing her always on her phone. “Why isn’t Adrian with us?” Jane asked. I was quiet when she said that. Last night, he sent me home. He was quiet, and I didn’t have the strength to say a word. He was
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