Pulling my small luggage with me felt like pulling a big log as I was reluctant to leave without saying goodbye to my husband.
I wouldn't be seeing him for two weeks, having a glimpse of him before going to Ardross would suffice.My dull eyes lit up as I caught sight of him coming out of the car and my heart leaped in happiness.Only to be crushed by the next minute when he extended his hand and a woman's hand grasped his hand.Despite myself, I waited to see who the woman was.I felt my heart was torn like a piece of paper when Stella came out of the car.Her dazzling smile made my heart sour. The moment she was out of the car, she snaked her arms on my husband's arm.I pretended not to see them as I pulled my luggage and headed the other way.Though life was mocking me. Our paths still crossed."Ms. Smith!" I heard Stella's voice.I keI was typing away on my phone when Major Kavanaugh started a video call and I answered it without hesitation His handsome face came into view the moment I accepted the video call. In all honesty, when compared to my husband, Major Kavanaugh is on par with him. Wearing casual attire, he looked different from his usual demeanor when wearing his military uniform or a business suit or tuxedo.He looked youthful and fresh. His mesmerizing blue eyes were amplified as the camera was just near his face. "Are you at home?" His voice was pleasant to hear when he spoke. "Yep, I just finished having my dinner," I showed him an empty bowl and I heard him cackle.A faint smile appeared on my face. "That's good, you have to always take care of yourself," the care in his tone was obvious. Ever since I got married, he seemed to be always worried about me.
Letting it ring several times would save my face. Because If I answered it in the first ring, she would think that I was waiting for her call. I counted, and at the fourth ring, I picked up the call. Like a deflated balloon my shoulder sagged when I heard Sharon's voice. "What is it?" I said irritatedly. "Whoah!" She said, "Bad mood again? Did not receive any call or text from the missus?" "I did," I said, my tone softened a little. I realized that I shouldn't be in a bad mood as my wife had texted me the moment she arrived home.It was me who forgot to answer her. "By the way, I did as you had instructed me," I smiled, this girl had always done what had been assigned to her with utmost care. "When is the ring ready?" I asked. "A month, utmost. The designer will e - mail the designs then you have to choose what engagement
My mind was buzzing after I read the article. At the end of the article another article was written about my husband. I looked at the photo, he and Stella were dining. They were having a romantic dinner together in a well known restaurant in the city of love. The happiness written all over Stella's face depicted that she was well loved by the man before her. While I was here missing him so badly, he was having a romantic dinner with his lover. He did not even bother to text or call me. Completely forgetting that he has a wife waiting for him to come home. Who I am to him? Did he truly take me as his wife or was just a play thing to him? What did he take me for? Did he really think I can't be hurt for what's happening? Unable to take it anymore, My chest was like waves rising and falling. I closed my MacBook. Needing a way to vent the building emotions that was strangling me, I went for a run. I was sweating profusely when I came back and saw Regina waiting for me. "Hey, I
Conflicting emotions was crowding my chest as we were drawing nearer and nearer to the Presidential Palace. I missed Andrei but I was apprehensive to see him. I don't know how to face him after all that I have learned. I clutched the hem of my dress when the car stopped. Taking a deep breath, I pushed the car door open and alighted from the vehicle. Relief flooded my heart when I didn't run into him. He might still be overseas. In an instant I felt gloomy. I hated that since I married that man, I became unsteady emotionally and my mood was like a roller coaster ride. I stayed in my room for the entire day and had only came out of my room during dinner. Following, dinner I immediately hurried to my room. I was startled when I saw the man I had been longing to see. "You're back," I said and he stretch out his arms beckoni
Trusting his word was like clinging to a web. Daring to trust him would only bring me immense disappointment. The higher the expectations the greater the disappointment. I am a person who easily trusts people but once I was betrayed, I will not trust that person anymore. Take Roman and Lucy as examples. I wasn't willing to mend the broken relationship I have with them after their betrayal. They hurt me once and I won't let them hurt me the second time. I would be stupid to allow them to do that to me again. Night after night, Andrei would come to spend time with me. Each time he makes a move to make love to me, I always find a way to distract him or make excuses for us not to be intimate. One night, he could no longer take being refused and voice out his thoughts. "What's the matter with you? From the time I came back, you're so cold to me," disple
"How did you know that?" "I overheard Sharon talking to him over the phone asking if Stella said yes to his marriage proposal." "Are you sure she was talking to the president?" "Yes, I heard her call his name. You know they're childhood friends, they're that close for Sharon to call him by his name." "And there's also rumors circulating about Stella being engaged to the president," she fished out her phone from her pocket and showed them the news. "Oh, my… many will be heartbroken." My world cave in and my vision began blurry as tears gathered around my eyes. Silently, I walked away, so I got out of the place unnoticed. Having no appetite, I didn't go out to eat. And I was afraid that I would burst into tears if I heard more news about Andrei and Stella. I slid into the duvet after I showered and wore my pajamas. I willed myself to sle
As if doused with water, our excitement died down when we saw Andrei take Stella to the dance floor to be his first dance. I wanted to walk away and leave the party but my wife held my hand. A gesture that we have to bear seeing him dance with that woman.Despite our family's displeasure we didn't spill any of it. We wore a fake smile while looking at them. When the dance was over, Andrei went to us. "Andrei, is she the woman you married?" I asked under my breath. "No, father," I sighed in relief. "Then who?" Evan asked, curiously. "The woman with Major Kavanaugh," we all look at Major Kavanaugh's direction. My aging eyes didn't permit for me to see her face clearly. "Wow! She's beautiful. Please, let me dance with my sister in law, brother," Evan said excitedly. "Is she?" My wife, Suzanna asked. Our daughter in law, Blesilda chime in and said, "She's indeed a beauty, isn't she, Vaunder?" My eldest son nodded in agreement. "Brother, please," Evan asked again. "Alright, b
"He's no longer breathing," one of them said. Hearing it, all I could see at that time was red. And my head felt like it's going to blow like a volcano. It was that woman's fault. "Check his pulse," someone said, I saw hope with those words. "He still has a pulse but it's weak," my constricted chest eased a little with that announcement. There's still hope. And I held onto that hope even though it was just a sliver. "Who are you," a medic asked when I was about to go inside the ambulance. "I'm his brother," I said. "Hop in," and I did as he said without wasting another second. My knees didn't stop knocking while I anxiously waited outside the operating room. Simultaneously, mom arrived as the door of the operating room opened. The sadness on the doctor's face already gave away that my brother didn't survive the accident. Mom wailed when she heard the doctor, "We are sorry for your loss." I was taken back from recollecting the past when my wife squeezed my hand. "Don't t