"LAST month, I lost a lot of money at the casino. There, I met Mr. Gideon Henry. He lent me a huge amount of money without asking for collateral… He said he's confident that I could win back all the money I lost…" I was pacing back and forth in front of Dad as I listened to his explanation. "But that didn't happen… I didn't win. I lost every penny I borrowed from him. Gideon Henry… gave me one month to pay off my debt. He said that if I didn't pay him on time, he would send me to jail." "Dad…" I stopped in front of him. I shut my eyes as my hand went to my forehead. "Why did you only tell me about this now?" We just talked on the phone last week, and he didn't mention anything to me. "Why did you keep me in the dark, Dad?" "I didn't want to give you problems, Bianca." I wanted to get mad at him. For hiding things from me. But somehow, I wanted to blame myself for not being perceptive enough. I thought he was doing fine here. I had no idea he was already dealing with something.
"DAMN." I muttered as I glanced at my bankbook on the center table. In a week, I was only able to collect five hundred thousand dollars from the loan I took out from the bank. Dad emerged from the kitchen with a cup of coffee. He placed it in front of me. "You still haven't eaten lunch." I've been staying here with my father for a week now. After filing a leave of absence from my work, I went back here to Portland. "It's okay, Dad." I gave him a small smile. "I'm still full from the pancake you made for breakfast earlier." Dad sighed as he sat beside me. "I'm sorry, Bianca. I'm sorry for giving you problems." "Dad..." I looked at him. "I'm sorry that I had to resort to gambling every time I missed your mother." He lowered his head. "I'm sorry. I have never been truly okay since your mother left me." Dad placed his hand to cover his face. My heart wretched when I realized he was crying. The last time I saw him like this was when my mother died. "I'm sorry, Bianca. I failed y
I WAS back in the present when I heard the door open behind me. I turned my head only to be paralyzed when I saw who entered the room. "What are you doing here?" I asked Charlie, looking away and bringing back my eyes to the unconscious man lying on the hospital bed. After Gideon got transferred here, I haven't seen Charlie again. Until now. "I'm here to visit my brother." He said. From the corner of my eyes, I saw him standing a few feet beside me. "You should have waited for your turn, Charlie. This is my private time with my… husband." I almost whispered my last word. "I wanted to talk to you," he said in a gentle voice. The corner of my eyes heated up. "We have nothing to talk about, Charlie." "I heard about what happened to your father from Mom," he said instead. "I'm sorry, Bianca." I bit my lower lip. I only managed to nod at him without looking his way. I was afraid my own emotions would betray me. "I'll leave you here…" I said, almost in a whisper. I couldn't s
"WHAT are you doing here?" I almost jumped on my feet when I saw Charlie outside of my hospital room. Today is my last day here in the hospital. The doctor already gave me a green light to go home. All my injuries were already healed. I only had a few scars and bruises left on me. He cleared his throat. "I'll take you home, Bianca." I tried to hide my surprise. I looked away. "There's no need, Charlie." I didn't want to talk to him. The last time we saw each other, he wanted to get the truth out of me. Charlie… he's a trigger to my emotions. "Mom asked me to take you home, Bianca." Amelia… Of course, she was clueless about everything. She didn't know… I was Charlie's ex-fiancée. "Tell Amelia I can do it alone." "You're avoiding me," he declared. I faced him. "Well, yes. I am. Because we had a past, Charlie. And I've hurt you! Wouldn't that be enough reason to avoid you?" I bit my lower lip. I needed to stop here. I was afraid that my emotions would betray me. "But we
I hastily wiped the tears on my face and stood up. "H-how long have you been here?" Did Charlie hear anything? "Didn't I say I wanted to be alone?" My voice rose a bit. No. He didn't hear it. He could not know. "I know you wanted me to wait there but it's been an hour, Bianca. I thought you got lost or something…" He took a deep breath and took something from his pocket. A handkerchief. He handed it to me. "Here. Wipe your tears." His voice was gentle. His eyes sad. I suddenly felt sorry for snapping at him. "I'm sorry… I forgot about the time." I said as I took his handkerchief. This time, I properly dried my face. "You have nothing to be sorry about." His hands were in his pocket as he glanced at the tomb in front of us. No. I have many things to apologize for, Charlie. "I'm sorry for disturbing you." His eyes went back to me. "I'll go back to the car. I'll wait for you there." "No. I'm done here. Let's go." "Are you sure? I don't mind waiting." I gave him a sma
"WHAT happened, Bianca?" Charlie probed. His eyes were bloodshot. This was the first time I saw him like this. "How did you end up with him? You said you met him in a bar. And s-something happened between you two." His fist clenched in anger. His chinky eyes got sharper like a knife. "Did Gideon seduce you? Did he put something on your drink? Did he force himself on you? Tell me what he did!" I almost jumped on my seat with the anger I heard in his voice. I shook my head and swallowed the lump in my throat. "N-no. We didn't meet in a bar. That part was a lie." I shut my eyes for a second. "I met Gideon because of Dad. He used my father to get through to me." "What did he do?" "I didn't know that Dad's gambling addiction resurfaced, Charlie. After I drove you to the airport that day, I visited Dad home. I found out that Dad owed someone two million dollars. That someone is Gideon Henry. Gideon threatened to put Dad in jail if he didn't pay him back within a month." I couldn't
"ARE you really sure about this, Bianca?" Helen asked me. I was talking to her on the phone. I just told her that I'm going back to New York. In fact, today was my flight. After I got out of the hospital, I filled her up with everything that had happened to me in the past months. The accident. My miscarriage. Gideon's condition. The moment Helen learned about it, she wanted to fly to LA to visit me. But I stopped her from coming over. I knew her situation at home. Four months ago, her daughter had been diagnosed with leukemia. Helen knew about my marriage with Gideon. Of course, she was aware that Charlie was my fiancé back then so she was shocked when she found out that I married another man who wasn't Charlie. But I never told her that Charlie was the real father of my baby. Only Gideon and I knew the truth about that. "Yeah. My flight's only three hours away, Helen." I answered. It's been three months since I got out of the hospital. Until now, Gideon was still unconscio
I HAVEN'T seen Charlie much in the past months. After I told him that I'd stay married to Gideon, he seemed to have avoided me. I heard from Amelia that he had taken on a project in Alaska. "I need to talk to you." He looked at me. I was already dressed for my flight. "I have a flight in two hours, Charlie." "I know. I won't take long, Bianca." I bit my lower lip as I invited him inside the house. "Mom said you're going back to New York," he said as he sat on the sofa. His eyes went to my luggage near the sofa. "You already talked to her." It was a statement. I took the seat across from him. "Yeah. I already told Amelia that Gideon and I didn't really love each other. And that I'll be filing a divorce once Gideon wakes up." "You didn't tell her about us," Charlie said, his eyes on me. "No." I swallowed. "Amelia didn't need to know the real reason why Gideon married me. I can't hurt her." I gave him a small smile. "Let's just keep that to ourselves, Charlie. You, Gideon,
"MOMMY!" Andrea said before she ran towards her mother. Gideon slowly turned his head in my direction. My heart stopped beating when our eyes met. His face was serious… his blue eyes were piercing into my soul. My knees felt weak with the way he looked at me. "We'll leave you two here…" Helen said. She went to me and took the grocery bag in my hand. "Talk to him, Bianca," Helen whispered before she turned her back on us and pulled Andrea inside the house. I was left there with Gideon. I looked at him. He looked fine. Except for the small scratches on his arms, he looked fully recovered. His white dress shirt was folded up to his elbows. His hair was already clean-cut. I swallowed hard and faced him."What are you doing here?" He raised his thick eyebrows. "Claiming back my wife. How about you, why did you run away, Bianca?" I looked away. "I already know that you've finally recovered your memories, Gideon. If you're here to talk about divorce—" "What are you saying
"ARE you sure about this, Bianca?" Helen asked me from the other line. I took a deep breath as I glanced at the plane ticket on the nightstand. "Yeah… I'm leaving, Helen." I heard her sigh on the phone. "Don't you think it's wise if you talked to Gideon first, Bianca? Maybe this is just a misunderstanding." I bit my lower to stop my tears from falling. "How would I talk to him when he clearly doesn't want to talk to me?" It's been two days since Gideon woke up from the accident, and since then, he never looked for me. I remembered how he immediately looked for Diana when he woke up. "Can we go inside and talk to him now, Doc?" I asked the doctor. It was hours after the doctor announced Gideon was already awake. "Are you Diana?" the doctor asked me. I stilled. Diana? "I'm not, D-doc." "I'm Diana, Doc." I heard the woman's voice behind me. Diana stood up and went beside me. "Why are you calling for me?" The doctor turned to Diana. "The patient was looking for you, Miss
Bianca's POV "BIANCA!" I stood up from the bench when I saw Amelia in front of me. I wiped away the tears on my face and looked at her. "H-he's still in the emergency room." "Oh… my son." Amelia's tears fell when her eyes turned to the door of the emergency room. "What happened?" I was in the house when the hospital called me to inform me that Gideon had been in an accident. The authorities told me that Gideon avoided a dog who was in the middle of the road, and that's why his car crashed into another car. The owner of the other car only suffered from a minor injury… while Gideon was unconscious when he was brought to the hospital. Amelia pulled me into her and enveloped me in her arms. "Hush, dear. It wasn't as fatal as what happened to him before." Amelia tried to calm me down. "I'm sure he'd survive this. I'm sure he'll be safe." I remembered what happened to him before. He was in the ICU for three months. He barely survived his accident. "I can't lose him, Amel
"I HEARD you're dating a supermodel, Gideon. Is that true?" Mom asked me on the phone. My brows furrowed. "No. I'm not dating anyone, Mom. I'm busy here in the New York branch." I didn't know where my mother got that news, but it's not true. I'm not dating anyone. I only fuck around to satisfy my needs, but I don't date. I never entered a relationship after what happened to Diana. "I hope you stop playing around, Gideon. You're not getting any younger. Just look at Charlie…" I stiffened when I heard that name. We've seen each other a couple of times in the past years. I was civil with him in front of my parents. Well, my parents didn't know that I was the reason he left the house twelve years ago. Charlie didn't tell them. But I didn't care and it wouldn't matter to me if he did. "What's with that brother of mine, Mom?" "Oh, Charlie's already engaged. He said he'll bring home his fiancée after his work trip in India." Engaged? I gritted my teeth as I opened the envelope
Gideon's POV I glanced at my watch as I waited for the traffic lights to light up. It was two in the afternoon. I canceled my remaining meetings for today and decided to go home early. She was supposed to have had a meeting today with the wedding organizers but she called in sick. When I called her earlier, she told me she wasn't feeling well. Ever since Diana came back, I could feel her worry. I didn't know if she was just stressed with the wedding or if she was really bothered by Diana's presence. She had nothing to be scared about. They might be all telling me that Diana might be my first love, but she was already part of my past. Even if she came back from the dead, my heart already belonged to Bianca. Even if my memory came back in the future, I knew that nothing would change. I remembered my last conversation with Diana the other day when she went to my office. "You made a promise to be before, Gideon. The last time we saw each other before you left for New York th
"GOOD morning, Mrs. Henry," the maitre d greeted me when I entered Il Fornaio. I was meeting Amelia at the Italian restaurant for lunch today. She would hand me the proposal that Tyra submitted to her. My brows furrowed when instead of Amelia, it was Diana who was waiting for me at the table. "Where's Amelia?" I asked her as soon as I occupied the seat across from her. She smiled and handed me a folder. "I was with her earlier. But she had an emergency so she asked me to meet you and give you this." I cleared my throat. "Thank you." I looked at her. She was wearing a peach halter dress. She had makeup on her face. Her nails were nicely done. "Are you going somewhere?" I asked. I knew the woman didn't like me. I feel the same way toward her. She was just being nice because of Amelia… and Gideon. "It's okay if you don't join me for dinner." "No, Bianca. I really want to talk to you." My eyebrows moved a bit. "What do you want to talk about?" She looked at me. "I was wi
"OH, you brought Pluto with you," Amelia exclaimed when she saw Pluto with me when she welcomed me in their mansion. She invited me that afternoon because she wanted to talk about the wedding. "I already invited Tyra Hopper's team, Bianca," Amelia said as we walked inside the house. Tyra Hopper is the wedding organizer that she hired for the wedding. "Hi, Bianca." I stilled when I saw a woman on the couch. Diana. She's here. She was wearing a white simple dress and fluffy slippers. Her long curly hair fell on her shoulders. "Diana, you're here…" I managed to smile at her and tried to hide my surprise. "She's staying here, Bianca," Amelia said. "She said she was staying here in LA for a month so I offered one of my guestrooms. Diana's a dear friend to us, after all." "I heard you're planning for a second wedding?" Diana asked when I settled on the seat next to her. Amelia left us and went upstairs. "Yeah." I tried to smile at her. I didn't know why I felt uncomfortable w
"DON'T you find it weird?" I asked Gideon that night. We were already home from Gideon's surprise dinner celebration. "What's weird, sweetheart?" "Diana…" I muttered in a small voice. "Diana?" "How she suddenly appeared… just in time for your birthday?" I remembered what happened earlier. "What happened to you, Diana?" Amelia asked the woman we all recovered from the shock. "How are you alive? Everyone thought you were dead. You were declared dead." "It was a long story, Amelia," Diana started. "You all know now that I really didn't die. I was saved by an old couple in a small town. They said they saw me on the shore. They brought me to the small hospital. But when I woke up, I couldn't remember anything. I didn't know anything about myself… The old couple decided to keep me with them. For seven years, I lived with them, until finally, my memory came back… The first thing I did was go back here to LA. But I found out that my family wasn't here anymore." "Well, one year
"GOOD afternoon, Mrs. Henry," Thalia greeted me when I went to Gideon's office that afternoon. Gideon and I had been back in LA for three months now. Darwin was in Russia to supervise their new business there so Gideon was forced to go back to LA. It was fine with me. Way back in New York, I was already thinking of taking a break from work to focus on the wedding preparations. The other day, Amelia talked to me. She planned a birthday surprise for Gideon. Today is Gideon's birthday! Gideon didn't know about it because of his amnesia. I've already informed everyone in the office not to greet their boss. We wanted to surprise him later. "Don't forget later, Thalia," I told her before I walked past her table. She smiled and gave me a thumbs-up. "Bianca?" Gideon's eyes widened when he saw me. I smiled as I walked to his table. "Hi, are you done with your work?" I asked, glancing at the laptop on his table. "Yeah. I'm just reviewing these reports for tomorrow." He pla