Chapter One Hundred Twenty-Nine: I Hate YouSamantha's POV“That bastard! You know what? I was really about to surprise him for our anniversary. I bought a ticket and everything. I was so excited to see him. I thought he was really busy at the time. He couldn’t even call or send me a message. He couldn’t even update me on what was going on in his freaking life,” Jane vented.Anna’s house had a mini bar. Her parents were abroad managing their business, so she was mostly alone with the maids and guards.Jane kept talking about her ex-boyfriend while we drank.“What happened that day?” I asked her, taking another shot. She chuckled sarcastically and pointed at me.“Do you guys want to know what happened? I traveled nine hours just to see that bastard. I snuck out on the weekend to surprise him. He was living in a condominium. I put so much effort into it, but as soon as I opened the door to his place, I saw him with another woman,” she said, her voice breaking as tears rolled down her ch
Chapter One Hundred Thirty: Mom, Dad, I Miss You Samantha's POVI woke up and held my head. “Shit! It hurts,” I uttered. I looked around my room; it's neat. My gaze went to the time.“I was about to call you. You need to eat breakfast now. You still need to go to school,” Nita told me. I nodded my head. She went out of my room while I grabbed my towel and went inside the shower room.It took me a few minutes to finish. I just wore a black dress and paired it with heels. I went downstairs, my gaze searching for him.“You should eat now. Jorge will drive you to school,” Nita uttered. I sighed.“Where is he?” I asked Nita. She seemed to know what I was talking about.“He went to work early. Wait, why were you drunk last night?” she asked. I didn’t answer her.“Maybe he went to meet random girls again,” I murmured. Nita looked at me confused, but I just smiled at her.I hurriedly ate my breakfast. After that, I went outside. Jorge was already waiting for me.I got inside, and he started
Chapter One Hundred Thirty-One: I'm On My Way Diego's POVI'm fucking worried about Samantha. That bastard, how dare he lay his filthy hand on Samantha. I will freaking kill him. The door opened, and Harold entered, frowning."Have you found him?" I asked. He let out a heavy sigh."I told you it's hard to find someone who is hiding," he said, messing up his hair. Damn, where did that bastard hide?"It seems like he really knows he's being hunted," he added. The door opened again, and Jana entered. She rolled her eyes when her gaze landed on Harold.What's the matter with them? Did they fight again?"How's Samantha?" she asked. I still can't forget about what happened to her and her maid. Damn, if only I had arrived on time that day, those things wouldn't have happened to them.I could feel how scared they were. Damn it."She's fine, but I can't be complacent until that jerk is found. He’s still out there, watching her," I told her."I heard you're staying at their house? She let you?
Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Two: Whether You Like It Or NotSamantha's POV"I miss you, Mom, Dad," I said while hugging them. Dad chuckled and messed up my hair. I looked at both of them."I thought our company was going bankrupt. Why did you two come back?" I asked. They looked at each other."The company is okay now, sweetie," Mom said. I was confused. But how? How did they do that?"But Dad, Mom..." I wanted to ask them, but my mother quickly cut me off."You don't have to worry about it," Mom said, caressing my back."The food is ready," Nita said, calling us."Let's go, I'm hungry," Mom told me, while Dad smiled before grabbing his phone and calling someone."What about Dad, Mom?" I asked. She just smiled at me."He’ll be here. He's just waiting for someone," she told me.Mom placed a plate in front of me. Why does she seem more energetic now?I was about to eat when I heard Dad laughing as he walked toward us. I didn’t pay attention and continued eating."Great. I knew I could tr
Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Three: Moving Out Samatha's POV “Mom, are you sure about it?” I asked her while she was helping me pack my things. She sighed. “What’s really your problem, Samantha? You’ve been asking that a hundred times,” Mom said while placing my dress in my luggage. Dad and Diego were talking downstairs. “Why don’t you just help me?” Mom said. Ugh! I’m really irritated right now. Is it just because Diego helped them that they would agree to send me to his house? Are they for real? “Gosh, I don’t want to,” I told her and sat on the bed. She looked at me. “What’s wrong with you, Sam? Wait.” She walked towards me and sat beside me. “You miss us, right?” she said, caressing my hair. Of course, I missed you and Dad, Mom. But aside from that, I don’t want to be with Diego. I don’t want to be one of his side chicks. That bastard has tons of women with him. “I do miss both of you. So please let me stay here with
Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Four: You Fooled Yourself Again Samantha's POV He’s driving while I’m just looking out of the window. I didn’t want to talk to him. “Do you want to eat?” he asked me. I rolled my eyes. Eat your butt. I knew you’re just doing this because Mom and Dad asked you for a favor. “Hey, are you going to talk to me or not?” He tried to hold my hand, but I avoided it. Talk to your ass. I rolled my eyes. “Sam, are you mad?” he asked again. I just kept silent. Mad? Do I look mad? No! I’m angry. I heard him let out a heavy sigh. He parked the car at a restaurant. He went out. I thought he was going in alone, but he turned to open the door for me. Does he think I’ll fall for his actions again? No, I’m not going to be stupid again. “Let’s go,” he offered his hand, but I just looked away. I won’t follow what he wants. That’s right, Sam. Don’t be bitter. Know your worth. This man in front of you is handsom
Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Five: Remember, We're Divorced I let them finish their conversation before walking toward the table. It took them minutes to be done. I acted like I hadn’t seen anything. I was holding my things in the room when he took them from me. “Let me do it,” he said, walking toward the cabinet. I stayed silent. It was already dark when we arrived at his house. It was big, but I didn’t see anyone else around. No guards, no maids. It seemed like it was just the two of us. Maybe that’s the reason he brought me here. As he placed my things down, I started to unpack while he just watched me. He let out a heavy sigh. Why? Is he mad because I’m not talking to him? Well, go ahead, get mad, Oldie! “You’ve been silent for hours. Tell me, is there a problem?” he asked. I rolled my eyes. Really? He would ask that? Oh, I forgot, talking to Ms. Jana doesn’t seem to be a problem for him while he’s letting me stay here. “I’m ti
Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Six: You Feel Guilty Samantha's POV He didn’t react. I laughed sarcastically in his face. “See? You’re accusing me of something I didn’t even do! You’re making assumptions without knowing the truth. Yes, he confessed to me, but did I tell him to court me? Did I give him permission? Did I say I liked him? No! You act like you know everything, but you know nothing!” I yelled. He stood there, silent, unable to say a word. “We’re done, Diego. I already gave you the divorce papers. Maybe you’re just too scared to tell my parents that we’re divorced. That’s why you keep doing what they ask of you. Well, I’m sorry for that. But don’t worry, I’ll call them tomorrow and tell them it’s over!” I spat, the frustration boiling over. This bastard was really testing my patience. Was he really trying to turn this around on me, acting like I was the one in the wrong? He had the nerve to tell my parents