Chapter One Hundred Fifty-Four: Starving Samantha's POV"Sam," someone called my name as we were walking through the cafeteria. It was Andrew. I stopped while Jane, Anna, and Windy continued inside to find a table and order food."What is it?" I asked as I resumed walking."I heard what happened at the hotel. Are you alright?" he asked with concern, and I chuckled."I'm not the one you should be asking that question to. It's Jane and Anna," I told him. He smiled awkwardly."Right. Are you free tonight?" he asked. I glanced at him."Why? We have night class tonight," I reminded him. He was about to answer when he suddenly pulled me closer to him, causing my hand to land on his chest. I was shocked by the sudden movement."Sorry," a student said while holding a tray of food."Thanks," I said, quickly stepping back and putting some distance between us."It's nothing. I forgot we have night class. Maybe some other day?" he said. I wasn't sure what he meant by that."Why? Just tell me wha
Chapter One Hundred Fifty-Five: Breaking Point Samantha's POV"What is it that you want to talk about?" Adrian asked eagerly. I let out a deep sigh. Our night class had just ended, and I had decided to finally speak to Adrian. If I let this drag on for days, weeks, or even months, he might think I was giving him false hope, though that was never my intention."About your confession," I told him. He went silent for a moment before smiling at me."Have you decided? I mean, Sam, I like you," he said, gently holding my hand. I sighed again."Adrian, I'm with Diego. He's my husband; you know that," I reminded him. His expression turned sad at my words."I know, but you two aren’t okay, Sam. It's better if you give me a chance to prove that I'm better than him. Besides, he's too old for you. We're the same age," he insisted. I shook my head and gently pulled my hand away."You don’t understand, Adrian. I love Diego. I'm sorry. He's important to me. I know you've been making an effort, but
Chapter One Hundred Fifty-Six: I Forgive You Samantha's POV“Is that how you look at me?” I asked him, my voice trembling. He was silent, and I couldn't express how hurt I felt. I was stunned by the words that had just come out of his mouth. I didn’t expect him to think like that, especially after everything we’ve been through.Adrian had just saved me from being hit by a car, and now Diego was acting like I had cheated on him. It was absurd.“Isn’t it true? How do I explain what I saw?!” he shouted at me, his frustration clear in every word. I couldn't believe how irrational he was being.I turned to walk away from him, needing space to clear my head, but he grabbed my wrist, stopping me from leaving. “I’m still talking to you, Samantha,” he said, his voice softer now. I turned to face him, and he was visibly shocked to see the tears running down my face. He immediately let go of my hand.“I admit that I didn’t trust you before, but now I’m fully committed to you. And you’re questio
Chapter One Hundred Fifty-Seven: BurnSamantha's POVEverything that happened was reported to the authorities. It turned out that it was Andrew who tried to hit me last night. The CCTV footage clearly showed it was him, although he thought he looked like Diego. There's still a significant difference between the two of them.As for Adrian, I haven't spoken to him to apologize for what Diego told him. He didn't attend class today because they have training on the basketball court.“How did that happen? That bastard is hiding, and he just shows up when he wants to. Damn him,” Jane said as we sat in the library. We kept our voices low so as not to disturb the other students working on their activities.“Damn, he still can't forget about you. I don't understand why he won't just surrender. Besides, someone like him—he's useless and a murderer,” Anna said, clenching her fists.“Lower your voice,” Windy told her when she noticed everyone’s attention was on us.“Sorry,” Anna apologized. “But
Chapter One Hundred Fifty-Eight: He Got What He Deserves Samantha's POV“Tiffany is the only woman who trusted me. And you! You kept on avoiding me. That's why it's better this way. Goodbye, Samantha,” he uttered.“No! Help me! Please help me!” I shouted as the fire started to spread all over the room. He hurriedly went out.“Please, anyone, help me!” I screamed. I coughed, trying to find a way to escape.I grabbed the chair and threw it at the glass window. I kept crying while doing it.“Help!” I continued shouting. Damn, I think this will be the end. I cried while trying to escape.I still have so many things to do. Mom, Dad, I love both of you. I wiped my tears while coughing, desperately trying to break the window.I don't want to die. I still want to have a family with Diego. I still want to be with him.In all these years, I have never been so in love like this. I want to spend the rest of my life with Diego. I still want to be with him.“Please, anyone, help!” I screamed as th
Chapter One Hundred Fifty-Nine: Never See You As My FriendSamantha's POVIt’s been two days since I last went to school. Diego told me that Andrew is now in jail. I feel free to do what I want now because there's no longer a threat hanging over me.Diego dropped me off at school earlier before heading to work. Mom and Dad called the other day, worried about what happened. I don’t want them to worry, so I told them I was fine.Mom and Dad will be back next week. They just have some paperwork to finish up. I know they’re coming home because they’re concerned, even though I’ve assured them that I’m okay. But they insisted on returning.Still, I can’t fully forget what happened to me. I’m trying to be brave, trying to act like it never occurred, but deep inside, I’m scared. I’m afraid it could happen again.“Hey, you’re quiet. Are you okay?” Windy asked. My gaze shifted to her and the bracelet she was wearing.If she were the girl from that night, she would never have dared to help me. I
Chapter One Hundred Sixty: I Really Love This ManSamantha’s POV“Maybe a white dress will do?” I mutter to myself, rummaging through my closet.“Whatever you wear, you’re always gorgeous,” I hear Diego say. I glance over at him. He’s busy on his laptop, twirling a pen between his fingers.“Mind your own business, Oldie,” I say, rolling my eyes. He chuckles.“What? I’m just telling the truth,” he replies, a playful smile on his lips.I turn away, continuing to search for my dress, feeling my face heat up. I bite my bottom lip, trying to hide my blush.I settle on a white dress. “You can change here, you know,” Diego says, his voice casual.“What?” I ask, pretending I didn’t hear him clearly.“I already saw everything. Why bother going to the restroom?” he teases. I roll my eyes again.“We don’t have time for this, Diego. We need to hurry,” I remind him. He pouts, resting his chin on his hand as he gives me his full attention.“I won’t do anything. I can control myself,” he says, tryin
Chapter One Hundred Sixty-One: Woman Of My LifeDiego's POVI stared at the woman of my life. She was still sleeping peacefully. I couldn’t stop myself from gazing at her all day. If only I could take her somewhere—just the two of us—where no one could hurt her. I got scared when her friends called me, worried about her sudden disappearance. I already knew something had happened to her.I was in the middle of an important meeting that day, but when Jane called me using Samantha's phone, I didn’t hesitate to leave.I know it’s a big loss that I didn’t finish the meeting, but it would be an even bigger regret if something had happened to Samantha.It was easy to track where she was because I had installed a tracking device on her phone. She doesn't know about it. I just want to always know where she is.I thought I was late when I got to her, but I’m thankful her friends were there to help her. I’m also relieved that Andrew was already arrested and is in jail now. His parents are aware
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