Chapter Seventy-Three: Love Hurts Samantha's POV"Hi," she waved. When she stood up, I noticed she was pregnant."I'm three months pregnant," she said, noticing me looking at her tummy. "I'll just leave you two here. I need to talk to someone," Diego said before walking inside.I was left with Jasmine. I had no idea they were still talking—the girl he loved for so many years, even now. I chuckled bitterly in my mind. He still couldn't move on."Are you alright?" she placed her hand on my shoulder. Maybe that's one of the reasons Diego likes her—she's kind. I smiled at her."I'm okay, really," I told her. She offered me a seat."I'm sorry. I'm happy to meet you again," she said, and I just nodded at her.I didn’t know how to start a conversation with her. She’s actually beautiful. She still looks sexy even when she's pregnant. She looks fragile, and even I am mesmerized by her beauty.I don’t want to be rude, but I’m not exactly happy to see her here, talking with Diego. I know she’s
Chapter Seventy-Four: Sorry Samantha's POVI bit my bottom lip. I stared at my reflection. She's beautiful, almost perfect and fragile, while I'm a clumsy, talkative, naughty girl. We're really different from each other. Maybe Diego prefers girls like Jasmine. I know he's not interested in me. It's hard to push myself on someone who's looking for somebody else.I sighed before getting out of the restroom. I walked toward our table when I saw girls looking at him. Why is he so handsome that even older women are attracted to him?“Are you alright now?” he asked me. I nodded at him.“Where are we going now?” I asked him while looking around. We were eating at the restaurant.“I don't know,” he said, uninterested in going out with me.I saw his phone ring, and the wallpaper was the same as before. I chuckled bitterly and stood up.“Let's just go to the park,” I smiled at him. He nodded without answering the call.I entered his car without waiting for him. When he got inside, I didn't let
Chapter Seventy-Five: Can't You See?Samantha's POV"Let's get drunk!" We raised our glasses. I chuckled, looking at Windy's reddened face.“I’m glad you asked me out. But it’s more fun now that your husband and my boyfriend are here,” she said before drinking her liquor.The truth is, I was busy scrolling on my phone while lying on the bed when I noticed Windy’s post on social media. I decided to call her and ask her out.She told me she’d come with her boyfriend, Alex. I thought of asking Diego, but I knew he was busy with paperwork. I just prepared myself and, while sneaking out of the living room, he suddenly noticed me.He asked me where I was going. I lied, saying I was going to the mall, but then my phone rang, and Windy called me. Diego took my phone and answered it himself.Windy thought I was the one who answered her call. She kept talking about what bar we were going to.After that, Diego told me I wasn’t going anywhere. But he can't stop me. I will go wherever I want to go
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
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