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EVERETTE:I shook my head as I stepped out of the cabin, bewildered as ever. What happened to that woman? I thought she was already fine, but now, she was imprisoning herself in the cabin and wanted to ask for divorce. Was she on her period? I heard women were usually cranky when they were. Perhaps that was what was happening to her?My brows furrowed as I struggled to look for answers on what was happening to her. Did I do something wrong? If I did, what was it? I could not remember anything. Glancing over my shoulder, the door of our suite stateroom was closed. Just like what I left earlier. What if I go back and say sorry? Would that help? Maybe a simple sorry would change her mind.Damn. I could not afford to have divorce right now. “Everette?”My eyes searched for the source of that voice and saw Beatrice rushing towards me. She wore shorts and a blank top and paired it with slippers. Beatrice’s husband did not tag along. Good. They were always together. There were times when
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EVERETTE:Beatrice looked at me as if I had grown horns. “Did I hear it right?” She pointed to herself. “You want me to approve the divorce?”I nodded. “How could you suggest that?”Putting my hand on my neck, I massaged it while I groaned inwardly seeing the reaction from her. I wouldn't blame her. “You hear it right. I don't want you to suffer anymore. You're not happy in your husband's arms. So what’s the point of staying in that relationship? No offense, Beatrice but I wanted you to be happy. That’s all.”The guests started pouring in and sat far from us. If they approached us, Beatrice and I needed to look for some private place to continue what we had started. She grabbed the plastic cup and squeezed it tight until it crumpled under her hand. I flinched and asked if I said the right words. Bea also had a temper when she no longer could not hold herself.She slammed the plastic cup on the counter. The other watched us. “Don’t you know divorce is a serious matter in our famil
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EVERETTE:I could not hear what they were talking about. Christina's shoulders were relaxed and comfortable as she continued talking to Vince as if they were long-lost friends. Vince had this knack to make the women fall for him in a snap of a finger. What if Christina will fall for his charms?I shook my head.That was not going to happen. She said she loved me. Feelings fade, Everette. Especially if you're not doing anything. "Mister. You're blocking my way," said a child with goggles on top of her head. She looked at me with pure curiosity in her eyes. I was brought back to the present. "Oh. Sorry." I stepped aside, allowing her to run to the next side of the pool. As if reminded of something, she stopped. "Oh. My sister wants your number, Mister. May I have it?" she asked. Scanning the surroundings, I saw a brunette woman wearing a purple two-piece suit and waved at me. She had a body to die for, but she did not interest me at all. I preferred chubby women. Seeing who I
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CHRISTY:“Miss Christina,” Vince called.I stopped in my tracks and glanced at him. The man was all smiles as if something good had happened to him. He was alone. Everette was nowhere to be found. Disappointment flashed for a moment before I forced myself to make it disappear. I knew it. He was not the type who would wait especially for me. He was not even patient when I would be okay. That's what you get for marrying a man who did not even love you at all, Christina.Why was I expecting too much from him? Everette was clear on his feelings. He did not love me at all. If I expected too much from him, it was no longer his fault but mine. He easily gave up on me. Maybe he did not find me worthy to be waited upon.What do you expect? He had no feelings for you, a part of my mind declared. It was true and the fucking truth hurts.“You’re sweating a lot, Miss Christina.” Vince was better than Everette. He was kind to someone whom he did not even know. He offered me his towel again.
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CHRISTY:I met men like Vince. They were the stubborn type and above all, the flirt. They thought they could easily wrap the women around their fingers just because they were handsome.Too bad. I was no longer the type who would jump at every opportunity after seeing a hot man. “You want me?” I asked, raising one eyebrow. "You're dreaming. You cannot have me. You won't have me at all." But if I was single, I would definitely have a taste of him. Let's see if he was as delicious as he looked. "I want to know you more, Miss Christina. I want to know why my cousin who loved Eden married you."I folded my arms in front of my chest. "Don't you think it's obvious?""That he loves you?""No." Why would he love me when he made clear that it was Eden until now? “I think it's quite obvious who he loves as of the moment. No one would love a fat woman like me.”“There's nothing wrong with your body, Miss Christina,” he insisted as if I would change my mind. “Everette married you. It meant he
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CHRISTY:Beatrice’s strength left her and fell onto the bed. “Do you think marriage is not a serious matter? Do you think we could easily divorce our husband just because we already got tired of our significant others?""I do understand where you are coming from, Beatrice. I understand you're pressured because of family tradition, but Everette and I have already talked about this. I will ask him to sign the divorce papers when we disembark.""Did you ask Everette if he is fine with it?""He was not fine." he was not because of his inheritance and being disowned by his family. Nothing more. If only he was not fine because he liked me, maybe...just maybe I won't force this divorce. I loved my husband with all my heart, but what could I do if he could not return my feelings? Letting go was the best thing to do. "He will be fine since he loved Eden. Eden will help him.""You're kidding.""I am not, Beatrice. You can ask your brother about it.""Poor Everette."Of course, sympathy would be
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CHRISTY:I mentally shook my head, at my foolish thoughts. I must have always thought of him so that I could see him even if he was not here. I meant why would Everette come here?Did I miss my husband so much that I was imagining this already? Damn it. I need to order more beer to forget him. I had to remember that I was the one who insisted on our divorce so I should not act as if I was desperate to have him. If only he would love me, which he won't be doing any moment from now. Making him fall for me was something that I would never succeed in. There was Eden. There was also his mother Clara who deeply hated me to the core. That the only thing that was lacking was to curse me. Even if it was indeed Everette, which I knew he wouldn't be, I had no say in that. His family owned this cruise ship and I was nothing but one of the guests. Why could he not when he also enjoyed places like this? He was not some kind of man who was allergic to meeting men. Or maybe he was back at our
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CHRISTY:The impact did not come. When I opened my eyes, I saw my husband, stopping the man's hand while his body was trembling with anger. Everette? When did he come here? Did he know I was here? "Don't lay a hand on my wife," he said, emphasizing all the words and crushing the man’s fist. The latter cried in pain while uttering an ear-splitting curse towards my husband.“Fuck you!” he spat. My heart hammered against my ribcage. “Everette. Stop it,” I ordered. He was not the type to fight someone. He was one of the calmest men I ever met. And I no longer understand why he was doing this. Was he not scared of this huge man? Was Everette a match to the man wearing a black T-shirt? The latter was huge and I did not know if my husband knew some self-defense. "You want me to stop? Never!” To the bastard, he growled, “You don't call her fat or any woman fat."The other two accomplices were on standby, waiting for the huge fight that was about to happen. Three against one? I did not
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