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
Chapter Eighty-Four: It Was All My Fault Samantha’s POV"Come on, we've been waiting for you for hours," Anna said while pulling my shirt. I shook my head and crossed my arms while looking out my window."I said I'm not coming," I told her. Anna and Jane were here asking me out to buy our things. I don't want to go out. I still want to stay here. I'm actually planning on not attending my classes tomorrow."Fine, I’ll just call Diego," Jane said. I immediately looked at her as she grabbed her phone. I hurriedly snatched it from her. She looked at me, confused."No, I mean... Just wait here, I'll just take a shower," I told her before heading to the bathroom. I let out a heavy sigh before going into the shower room.No one knows that we're divorced—it's just Nita and Windy. Jane and Anna don't know about it, and I was actually scared when she said she was going to call him.Of course, I don't want to tell them. I'm afraid they might spill it to Mom. She will get mad if that happens.Be
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