Chapter 7: Meeting the In-Laws Samantha's POVMy hands were sweating as I looked at my dad nervously. My father was staring at me. Damn! He looks like he's ready to throw me out of the house.“Did I hear your mother right?” he asked in his serious voice. I slowly nodded at him and lowered my head. For sure, I will hear another preaching from him.“Dad, Mom, what can I do? I love him,” I said. Dad let out a heavy sigh as he looked at me.They were both discussing it in Dad's office when he got home. I could barely hear them arguing earlier.“What time will he come?” Dad asked. I looked at him and bit my lips to stop myself from smiling.“Tonight. He will be joining us for dinner,” I told Dad. He nodded at me and looked at Mom, but she just furrowed her eyebrows.“That's all, Philip? You're not going to talk to her about the mess she made?” Mom said incredulously. She was like pushing Dad to talk to me. Damn, I don't want to hear any more words.“Sam, I hope you know what you're doing,
Chapter 8: Moving In Samantha's POV “Are you sure about this?” Mom asked me while she was sitting on my bed. I glanced at her while I was busy packing my things. “Mom, I know things went so fast. But I'm grown up now. I'm not a baby anymore,” I told her. I sat beside her. She fixed the strands of my hair. “I'm sorry for yelling at you. It's just that- I love you. It's hard to see you packing your things and living under another roof,” she said. I understand her; they treated us like princesses. “Mom, I'm not going to another planet. I'm just a little bit far from you and Dad, but I'll be visiting you always.” I chuckled. She sighed. “Just come back here if things don't go well, okay? The door is always open for you.” I nodded at her and continued fixing my stuff. “Isn’t he handsome?” I asked her while smiling broadly, thinking about Diego. “Yes, but-” The door opened, and it was Dad and Diego. I was also done packing my things. “Are you done?” he asked me with his sweet voice
Chapter 9: Wedding Preparations Samantha's POV“What do you think about this?” I asked him, showing him the wedding ring. He was just looking at it when I kicked his feet under the table. He glared at me, but I furrowed my eyebrows.“Ma'am, we only have one pair of rings. It's actually a perfect fit for you,” the sales lady said. I found it cute; I don't care if it's expensive.“This one, I want this,” I showed him my ring finger excitedly. I intentionally pouted. He just nodded.“Aren't you happy?” I acted like I was crying while wiping the side of my eyes. It made him hold my hand immediately.“Of course, it's perfect. Sorry about my fiancée,” he told the sales lady. She chuckled while looking at us. I placed my hand on his chest.“You two really look good together. Wishing you a successful wedding, Ma'am and Sir,” she said. I gave her back the wedding ring. I glanced at Diego. He was smiling at the sales lady, but when he glanced at me, he glared.What the?The sales lady stood up
Chapter 10: Learning To CookSamantha's POVI felt satisfied leaving that wedding gown boutique yesterday. I couldn't stop snickering while thinking about Tiffany's face.I still couldn't forget their betrayal—how I treated that bitch like my own flesh, only for her to use me to get closer to that cheater, Andrew. It's been days since that happened, but when I see their faces, it's like it only happened yesterday.“When will we meet again?” I asked myself while sitting on Diego's swivel chair. I could see the shock on their faces. Well, it's not bad, thanks to him playing along.I stood up when my tummy growled. I'm hungry. I woke up, and he was already out. I hadn't eaten breakfast, so I decided to go to the kitchen to look for food.“Seriously? Vegetables?” I couldn't believe it. I'm not picky, but I am not a fan of vegetables, especially when I'm not in the mood.I just grabbed the egg and bacon from the fridge. I suddenly stopped when I remembered I actually didn't know how to coo
Chapter 11: Entangled FatesDiego’s POVI was too drunk at that time. Damn it. I just really thought that Sam was Jasmine. I was in the middle of drinking that night in the bar when someone suddenly entered. She was wearing the same dress that Jasmine had.A very talkative woman. I wasn't expecting that I would do such things. It had been a year since I last did that. I was drowned by pleasure and lust.I thought she was Jasmine. All I could think about that night in the darkroom was her. But it was not Jasmine. I was too drunk that night to realize she was in pain. When I did that thing, I knew it was not her. It was another woman.I was so stupid to continue. I was so lost. I just committed mistakes.That morning, when I woke up in an unfamiliar room, she had already left, but her bloodstains were still there, symbolizing that I was the one who took her purity.I thought it would be only a one-night
Chapter 12: Dinner Talk Samantha's POV We're having dinner tonight. I was the one who insisted on eating in a restaurant since Diego, the Oldie, had no plan of taking me out. He’s not even asking me what I want to eat or where I want to go. He’s not asking if I’m hungry or if I want him to order food for me. No! He's just, "Alright. Yes. Stop talking." I rolled my eyes. When will he speak more? I’ll throw a party if that happens. I will invite all our relatives. I don’t want my night to be silent. I cleared my throat and then drank my champagne. Should I tease him? I really like it when his forehead is knotted. “Oldie—I mean, Zayn—are you getting bored with life?” I asked him. He stopped eating and looked at me. I can't bear sitting here without talking. I mean, I’m not talkative; I just want to express my ideas and opinions and discuss things that will help me or others. Well, it’s better to be expressive than se
Chapter 13: Ex's Reckoning Samantha's POV Diego went to a business meeting this morning, but before that, he still cooked breakfast. I offered to cook, but he didn't let me. “What should I do?” I asked myself. It’s getting boring. I’m all alone in his condominium. I thought of doing something. Maybe I could go shopping in the meantime? I sighed before getting to the shower room. After that, I just wore my bluish dress. It’s simple and not that revealing. Should I call Jorge, our driver, to pick me up? Or should I just call a taxi? I sighed; maybe I have no choice. I’m not living with my parents now. I just got into a taxi. I haven’t told Zayn that I’m leaving. He doesn’t care, by the way. The car parked, and I immediately swiped my card. I entered the mall and started looking for something I could buy. I went to the dress store when something caught my attention. I’ve always been here, but I h
Chapter 14: New Friend Samantha's POV I went home yesterday with a frown on my face. I didn't enjoy my shopping because of that ugly situation. He ruined the moment. Maybe he wouldn’t talk to me again because of what I did to him. Diego's business meeting ended earlier; that's why he was already home when I got there. Just like before, he looked at me with furrowed eyebrows, but I didn’t have time to talk to him yesterday because of what happened. I was just annoyed because of Andrew. He’s telling me that it’s my fault he cheated? Who in their right mind would think that way? Did Tiffany do something to him? A knock on the door brought me back to reality. I stood up to open it. It was Diego. He was already prepared, wearing a black long sleeve and sunglasses. “Did you prepare for this day? You look like a model in that outfit,” I said while smiling. I was just wearing my yellow dress above the knee. “The choppers