“Don’t mess with her again, because I’ll do all it takes to make you regret it. Not for a while, but for the rest of your life.”Charles panted for a few seconds and immediately as a thought zoomed into his mind, he took his eyes off Harold and faced Sarah. “What’s going on here? I deserve an explanation, don’t I?” He talked, panting as he shook his pointed finger at Sarah. “Does this mean you’ve been cheating on me before the divorce? That’s infidelity, and you should pay me restitution.”Sandra scoffed. She thought Sarah wouldn’t want to talk, so she tried to speak for her, but Sarah took a step ahead of her to defend herself.Sarah’s eyes enlarged, and a soft chuckle escaped her mouth. “What?!” She exclaimed. “How dare you say that? Who cheated between you and me? Hun?”Charles widened his eyes as he joggled his head, pointing his finger at Sarah again. “You-” Charles wanted to speak with a raised voice again, but Harold interrupted him.Harold raised his left eyebrow. “Don’t disres
Sarah didn’t want to go home with Harold, but couldn’t do anything since Sandra insisted, and to avoid saying a word to Harold or having eye contact with him, she looked outside the window, feeling uncomfortable, with each minute feeling like an eternity.Sarah hissed. ‘I can’t wait to get out of the car already.’ She thought to herself and shook her head, hissing.She glanced backward at Sandra and Sandra beamed at her, but she reacted with a withered face and turned her neck to continue looking outside the car. ‘This is all your fault, Sandra.’‘Should I say something?’ A rhetorical question came up in Sandra’s mind. She hated a boring place and wished to break the silence in the car, but judging Sarah’s expression, she kept quiet, not wanting to annoy Sarah more.Harold gripped the steering wheel, pretending to fix his eyes on the road ahead of him while glimpsing at Sarah with a part of his eye. He also has something to say, but felt he wasn’t in the right position to talk first, e
Harold’s eyes widened, and he gulped his saliva with an unclear sound fleeing his lips. “Hun!” He toned, staring at her face, unable to say a word even though a lot was running in his mind, but he couldn’t find a proper way to start.“I’m asking why you did what you did.” Sarah explained.“My mom-” Harold wanted to answer her, but Sarah interrupted.“My question isn’t about the past; I’m talking about what you did earlier at the courthouse.” She clarified.“Oh.” Harold shut up. He cast his face downward and squeezed his hands on his thighs, unable to say a word.“Why did you come? And why would you say all that in Rebecca and Charles’s present?” She questioned. “What if-”Before she could complete her statement, Harold raised his gaze. “Because I mean it,” he let out in simplicity.“I said it so they would know. I made my intention clear because I want you to be mine and I will trade anything, and even everything, to make it come true.” He confessed, his neck muscles tensed, the veins
Sarah snickered. “Didn’t you disappear?” She threw another question, which the response felt too big for Harold’s mouth to say, and since she wasn’t expecting a response, she proceeded. “You disappeared, Harold!”“You abandoned me. You left me to face your mother’s wrath all by myself, with no one to lean on to cry. Your mother took away my precious human. She killed my father and still didn’t let me be!”“My father lost his life because he loved me. Now, tell me, what’s your definition of love?”“Disappearing? Betraying?” She teased. She crossed her hands over her chest and looked into his eyes. “Harold, you claim you love me, you claim to care about me, but what did you do to fight for our love?”“Sarah…” Harold tried to find a space to tell his side of the story, but Sarah had gone wild already, and his voice added to the flame of rage boiling in her mind.She moved her head left and right in slow motion. “It’s not your fault, Harold; my stubbornness led me to that,” she made a poin
-A week and a few days later-Sarah stood at the roadside, phone pressed to her ear, trying to soothe Sandra's yelling. “Sandra, calm down. I’ll explain everything when I get back, please,” she said, her eyes half-closed in frustration. She knew Sandra wouldn’t listen, so she hung up and switched her phone to ‘do not disturb’ mode.Sarah had been secretly planning her next move. She had stumbled upon a job posted online for a waitress position at Food Lab, the city's most popular and biggest restaurant. Without telling Sandra, she had applied for the job and now sneaked out of the house for the interview.Sandra had been overly protective of Sarah, forbidding her from doing household chores, cooking, or even leaving the house until after she gave birth. However, Sarah was determined to find a job so she could support Sandra with the bills.Sarah returned her phone to her jacket pocket. She took a deep breath and without waiting for another second, she raised her gaze and walked onto th
“What should I do?” Christine uttered, almost in a whisper.Sarah, Harold, Rebecca, and Charles shifted their attention to the speaker. With furrowed brows, they watched her walk closer in a long stride. Her heel resonated on the floor, and another lady walked behind her.Immediately as she arrived beside Sarah, Rebecca raised her eyebrows, challenging, “who are you to intervene in your conversation? Are you also a worker here? Why are you all so rude?”Christine’s eyes widened, and she looked at Rebecca. “How dare you?!” She challenged, but the lady stopped her with a raise of her hand.The lady chuckled. She authoritatively raised her brows and bent her neck to the left a little. “Me? Rude?” She uttered in disbelief.Rebecca joggled her head, her eyes enlarged, staring into Mia’s eyes. “Yes, you are,” she confirmed and took a step forward. “You’re rude, I repeat. You’re so rude. Is that too much for me to say? Hun,”She took another step forward, boasting, “Do you know who I am? Hun?
“Yes!” Clara confirmed with a raised voice.Rebecca’s eyes widened, and she weakly took a step back. “No… no…” she uttered in a low voice, slowly shaking her head. “This can’t be…”She scanned Mia from head to toe and joggled her head, speaking with a treble voice. “This lady is impersonating Mia,” she objected. Mia was the only heiress to the second wealthiest in the city, but she never appear in a public place people couldn’t identify her.“Why will an heiress wear something like this?” Mia uttered, staring at Mia, disgusted.Rebecca snickered. “I mean, this dress is cheap and her bag isn’t even a designer one,” she pointed out. “No diamond ring, no special bracelet,”She elevated her shoulder, belittling, “common on, mom. Don’t let this idiot fool you. She can’t be the heiress. She doesn’t even have a physique for that.”Clara winked at Rebecca, cautioning her, but Rebecca turned a blind eye and continued pouring out her mind.“Mom, I think the best to do is call the police and arre
Clara grabbed Rebecca’s arm and shook her body. “You heard her, don’t you?” She asked, instructing. “Apologize this instant, Rebecca! This is your only opportunity and I bet you won’t want to trade it for anything,”Seeing Rebecca not making any move, tears clouded in Clara’s voice and she lowered her voice, saying, “I bet you know the wrath this stubbornness is about to bring upon you,”She took her hand off Rebecca and weakly nodded her head twice. “This is our only chance of surviving and if we lose it, I won’t forgive you,” she threatened, slightly hitting herself on the chest. “I’ll disown and never forgive you.”A drop of tear fell from Clara’s eyes as she proceeded. “Upon all my struggles on you, Rebecca, is this how you want to repay me? You want me to keep struggling until my old age, right? You want me to lose hope, right?” She tried manipulating her. “Is this how you treat your mother, Rebecca?”Rebecca sniffed and tears rushed out of her eyes. She didn’t want to apologize.
Clara grabbed Rebecca’s arm and shook her body. “You heard her, don’t you?” She asked, instructing. “Apologize this instant, Rebecca! This is your only opportunity and I bet you won’t want to trade it for anything,”Seeing Rebecca not making any move, tears clouded in Clara’s voice and she lowered her voice, saying, “I bet you know the wrath this stubbornness is about to bring upon you,”She took her hand off Rebecca and weakly nodded her head twice. “This is our only chance of surviving and if we lose it, I won’t forgive you,” she threatened, slightly hitting herself on the chest. “I’ll disown and never forgive you.”A drop of tear fell from Clara’s eyes as she proceeded. “Upon all my struggles on you, Rebecca, is this how you want to repay me? You want me to keep struggling until my old age, right? You want me to lose hope, right?” She tried manipulating her. “Is this how you treat your mother, Rebecca?”Rebecca sniffed and tears rushed out of her eyes. She didn’t want to apologize.
“Yes!” Clara confirmed with a raised voice.Rebecca’s eyes widened, and she weakly took a step back. “No… no…” she uttered in a low voice, slowly shaking her head. “This can’t be…”She scanned Mia from head to toe and joggled her head, speaking with a treble voice. “This lady is impersonating Mia,” she objected. Mia was the only heiress to the second wealthiest in the city, but she never appear in a public place people couldn’t identify her.“Why will an heiress wear something like this?” Mia uttered, staring at Mia, disgusted.Rebecca snickered. “I mean, this dress is cheap and her bag isn’t even a designer one,” she pointed out. “No diamond ring, no special bracelet,”She elevated her shoulder, belittling, “common on, mom. Don’t let this idiot fool you. She can’t be the heiress. She doesn’t even have a physique for that.”Clara winked at Rebecca, cautioning her, but Rebecca turned a blind eye and continued pouring out her mind.“Mom, I think the best to do is call the police and arre
“What should I do?” Christine uttered, almost in a whisper.Sarah, Harold, Rebecca, and Charles shifted their attention to the speaker. With furrowed brows, they watched her walk closer in a long stride. Her heel resonated on the floor, and another lady walked behind her.Immediately as she arrived beside Sarah, Rebecca raised her eyebrows, challenging, “who are you to intervene in your conversation? Are you also a worker here? Why are you all so rude?”Christine’s eyes widened, and she looked at Rebecca. “How dare you?!” She challenged, but the lady stopped her with a raise of her hand.The lady chuckled. She authoritatively raised her brows and bent her neck to the left a little. “Me? Rude?” She uttered in disbelief.Rebecca joggled her head, her eyes enlarged, staring into Mia’s eyes. “Yes, you are,” she confirmed and took a step forward. “You’re rude, I repeat. You’re so rude. Is that too much for me to say? Hun,”She took another step forward, boasting, “Do you know who I am? Hun?
-A week and a few days later-Sarah stood at the roadside, phone pressed to her ear, trying to soothe Sandra's yelling. “Sandra, calm down. I’ll explain everything when I get back, please,” she said, her eyes half-closed in frustration. She knew Sandra wouldn’t listen, so she hung up and switched her phone to ‘do not disturb’ mode.Sarah had been secretly planning her next move. She had stumbled upon a job posted online for a waitress position at Food Lab, the city's most popular and biggest restaurant. Without telling Sandra, she had applied for the job and now sneaked out of the house for the interview.Sandra had been overly protective of Sarah, forbidding her from doing household chores, cooking, or even leaving the house until after she gave birth. However, Sarah was determined to find a job so she could support Sandra with the bills.Sarah returned her phone to her jacket pocket. She took a deep breath and without waiting for another second, she raised her gaze and walked onto th
Sarah snickered. “Didn’t you disappear?” She threw another question, which the response felt too big for Harold’s mouth to say, and since she wasn’t expecting a response, she proceeded. “You disappeared, Harold!”“You abandoned me. You left me to face your mother’s wrath all by myself, with no one to lean on to cry. Your mother took away my precious human. She killed my father and still didn’t let me be!”“My father lost his life because he loved me. Now, tell me, what’s your definition of love?”“Disappearing? Betraying?” She teased. She crossed her hands over her chest and looked into his eyes. “Harold, you claim you love me, you claim to care about me, but what did you do to fight for our love?”“Sarah…” Harold tried to find a space to tell his side of the story, but Sarah had gone wild already, and his voice added to the flame of rage boiling in her mind.She moved her head left and right in slow motion. “It’s not your fault, Harold; my stubbornness led me to that,” she made a poin
Harold’s eyes widened, and he gulped his saliva with an unclear sound fleeing his lips. “Hun!” He toned, staring at her face, unable to say a word even though a lot was running in his mind, but he couldn’t find a proper way to start.“I’m asking why you did what you did.” Sarah explained.“My mom-” Harold wanted to answer her, but Sarah interrupted.“My question isn’t about the past; I’m talking about what you did earlier at the courthouse.” She clarified.“Oh.” Harold shut up. He cast his face downward and squeezed his hands on his thighs, unable to say a word.“Why did you come? And why would you say all that in Rebecca and Charles’s present?” She questioned. “What if-”Before she could complete her statement, Harold raised his gaze. “Because I mean it,” he let out in simplicity.“I said it so they would know. I made my intention clear because I want you to be mine and I will trade anything, and even everything, to make it come true.” He confessed, his neck muscles tensed, the veins
Sarah didn’t want to go home with Harold, but couldn’t do anything since Sandra insisted, and to avoid saying a word to Harold or having eye contact with him, she looked outside the window, feeling uncomfortable, with each minute feeling like an eternity.Sarah hissed. ‘I can’t wait to get out of the car already.’ She thought to herself and shook her head, hissing.She glanced backward at Sandra and Sandra beamed at her, but she reacted with a withered face and turned her neck to continue looking outside the car. ‘This is all your fault, Sandra.’‘Should I say something?’ A rhetorical question came up in Sandra’s mind. She hated a boring place and wished to break the silence in the car, but judging Sarah’s expression, she kept quiet, not wanting to annoy Sarah more.Harold gripped the steering wheel, pretending to fix his eyes on the road ahead of him while glimpsing at Sarah with a part of his eye. He also has something to say, but felt he wasn’t in the right position to talk first, e
“Don’t mess with her again, because I’ll do all it takes to make you regret it. Not for a while, but for the rest of your life.”Charles panted for a few seconds and immediately as a thought zoomed into his mind, he took his eyes off Harold and faced Sarah. “What’s going on here? I deserve an explanation, don’t I?” He talked, panting as he shook his pointed finger at Sarah. “Does this mean you’ve been cheating on me before the divorce? That’s infidelity, and you should pay me restitution.”Sandra scoffed. She thought Sarah wouldn’t want to talk, so she tried to speak for her, but Sarah took a step ahead of her to defend herself.Sarah’s eyes enlarged, and a soft chuckle escaped her mouth. “What?!” She exclaimed. “How dare you say that? Who cheated between you and me? Hun?”Charles widened his eyes as he joggled his head, pointing his finger at Sarah again. “You-” Charles wanted to speak with a raised voice again, but Harold interrupted him.Harold raised his left eyebrow. “Don’t disres
“Hun?!”Everyone’s eyes widened in shock, with a series of questions on their minds. Sarah separated her lips to talk, but her mouth betrayed her, refusing to pull out what she had in mind.Rebecca’s lips quivered, but the curiosity in her made her push out her question. “What do you mean, Harold?” She asked, her voice raised in surprise. “Do you know her?”Without allowing Harold to give a response, Rebecca scoffed. “You don’t,” she concluded. “And I bet you wouldn’t want to know.”Harold discharged a deep breath and looked at Rebecca’s face. “It’s hard to say I know her since a lot has changed. But with the little I know, she’s a gem- a rare one,” He paused, his expression unwavering. “I love Sarah, I want her, and if it means I’ve to study her like a course just to know every detail about her, I won’t mind.”Charles moved forward, standing beside Rebecca. “What do you think you’re doing?” He challenged.Harold crept his gaze from Rebecca’s body and shifted it to Charles. He locked e