Chapter Seventy-Six: You’re Like A Sister To MeSamantha's POV“What is wrong with you?” he asked me while I was walking out of the bar. I bit my bottom lip to stop myself from sobbing. I couldn't look at him. I just kept walking away from him while he followed me.“Nothing, just get back inside. I want to be alone,” I told him. He caught my hand and pulled me closer to him. I lowered my head to hide my tears.“What is your problem? Tell me,” he asked, but I shook my head. He held my chin and made me look at him. His forehead was knotted; he was confused, and his eyes were full of questions.“Why are you crying?” he asked me. I forced myself to distance from him by pushing him. He looked at me, but I just smiled bitterly.“I'm fine, it's just that—” I tried to find words to reason, but I couldn't. “Hey, you can talk to me. What's the matter?” he asked again. I shook my head and just continued walking to his car.I went inside and cried. Damn it. Why can't I tell him? Why can't I tell
Chapter Seventy-Seven: Unhappy Samantha's POVI woke up with a headache. My gaze started searching for him, but he wasn't inside the house. There’s a towel on my forehead, and I could see breakfast and medicine on the table.I sat there, thinking about what happened last night, and smiled bitterly.I got up to take a shower, biting my bottom lip to stop myself from crying. Why did he still bring me here?He was the one who said I’m just like a sister to him. I am only a sister to him.I could see in his eyes that he can't love me. I could see that he's still in love with Jasmine. That’s why he just treated me like a sister. It hurts.It fucking hurts. I hate myself. It was my fault. I put us in this situation. I made him fall for me, but I was the one who fell.I just want to get out of this condominium.After I finished, I put on pants and a shirt. I left the condominium.As I was walking, I heard someone laughing behind me. I turned to see who it was. Great. Just great.“You look u
Chapter Seventy-Eight: Forget The Problem Samantha's POV"What's the problem? Why did you suddenly disappear last night?" Windy asked me while we were both drinking. I shook my head and smiled. She really did notice that something was wrong with me."It's nothing. Diego was just asking me to go home. I'm sorry for not waiting for both of you," I lied. She nodded but kept looking at me."It's okay. You look pale. Are you sure you're okay?" she asked me. I gave her a genuine smile. I kept on drinking while she just watched me.It's better that I'm here than seeing Diego in the condominium. It would only be awkward."Does Diego know you are here?" she asked. I shook my head and drank again. I don't know what he's doing right now. I've never checked my phone. Maybe he wouldn't think of calling me after what happened last night. He said it. I was just like a sister to him."No, he's busy. But don't worry, he won't get mad. He doesn't need to, by the way," I said and laughed bitterly.Wind
Chapter Seventy-Nine: DangerSamantha's POV"Let's go, Sam," Windy held my hand, but I shook my head. I didn't want to go home."I'll stay here. You can go, Windy. Alex is waiting for you," I told her. She let out a heavy sigh."It's already midnight," she said while holding my hand. We were talking when someone approached us. It was a guy covered with tattoos on his body."Hey girls, wanna come with us?" he said. After that, two more guys appeared behind him.They had muscular bodies and looked like they might be part of a gang. I felt dizzy. Windy held my hand as I approached the guy."Who said we're coming with you?" I laughed. The two guys behind him also laughed, but I hated the way they were looking at me."I like her," the guy in the black shirt said. I glanced at Windy, who was busy on her phone."Let's go, Sam," she held my hand, but the guy with the tattoo grabbed my hand as well."Let go of her," Windy said, but he just laughed."She's coming with us. Right, baby girl?" he
Chapter Eighty: Crying Silently Samantha's POVHe closes the door while looking at me intently. I just stare back at him. He messes up his hair, trying to control his anger.He is mad, I know. He doesn’t say a word while driving, never looking at me. I can feel how angry he is after we left that place, but he doesn’t say anything.All I know is that Windy messaged Alex when we were in trouble. I didn’t even know those men. That was the first time I saw them. I had no intention of causing trouble, and I feel sorry for Alex that he got hurt."You're always causing trouble, Samantha," he says firmly, his voice cold."I didn't ask you to be there," I gulp after saying that. I didn’t mean to. It’s just that I have a lot on my mind. Why would he still be there? Why would he still save me?"Fuck, Samantha! You were about to be kidnapped by those bastards!" he tries to explain."Stop acting like you care about me, Diego! Because you don’t!" I tell him. He looks at me, his eyes full of questi
Chapter Eighty-One: Frustration Diego’s POV“Mr. Presley, here are the papers that you've been asking me to get for you, sir.” Harold handed me the papers while I was busy signing the contract that Mr. Kazuko gave me.“Just leave them on the table,” I told him without looking up. “These are the papers that will be given to Mr. Kazuko. After that, you can go. It's already late,” I added after handing him the papers.“Yes, sir. Also, I haven’t finished the designs you requested. We got busy with the proposal,” he added. I nodded at him.“It’s okay, that can be done next week, but I need to see the improvements within this week,” I told him. He nodded before walking out of the office.I sighed, resting my back on the swivel chair.I woke up early in the morning to prepare breakfast. I was busy on my laptop when Harold called me. I forgot that I actually had a meeting today with Mr. Forth. I was about to talk to Samantha first, but she was probably still sleeping, so I went straight to o
Chapter Eighty-Two: It Was All My IdeaSamantha's POVI woke up early in the morning. I actually planned to make sure he was still asleep.My eyes were puffy from crying last night. I don't want to do this. I still want to see him and talk to him, but I know it's not right.I won’t be able to move on if he’s still around. Why am I always unlucky when it comes to love? I just got cheated on, and now I’ve fallen for someone I can’t have.It’s really funny how destiny played me. We met, but we’re not meant to be.Maybe Andrew and Diego were just lessons to show me that Mr. Right doesn’t exist.I sighed before silently gathering all my things while he was asleep. It’s only three in the morning. I had already planned this the other day. It’s hard, but I have to do it.I grabbed the paper from my bag. I wiped my tears while placing it on the table.It’s the divorce paper. I can’t just let him stay married to me, and I won’t let him finish those six months—it would be torture for me.I’m alr
Chapter Eighty-Three: I Wish You Were MineSamantha’s POVNita is busy cooking while Mom went to our company. She still doesn't know that I'm here. I only went out when she left.“What if your mom asks me about you?” Nita said. Well, I'm actually trying to cheer myself up. I don't want Mom to see me sad. I should practice smiling from now on.“She won't. Don't worry, I'll talk to her when she gets home,” I told her. She placed the food on my plate. I'm really hungry. I haven't eaten since yesterday.What is he doing right now? Did he see the divorce papers? Did he sign them?“Damn, Sam! Stop thinking about him,” I pinched myself while Nita looked at me.“What's wrong?” she asked. I shook my head and ate.Stop thinking about Oldie, Sam. You two are not meant to be. He can't love you. Maybe you are not meant for him because he's older than you. Just keep yourself busy.“What’s your plan?” Nita asked me while placing a glass of juice beside me. I sighed. I know he won't look for me.“I’l