"How did you convince my mom?" she asked the man, "It seems like your conversation went quickly?"They were sitting on a swing, swaying gently."You just woke up at noon, but we've discussed a lot. They want to take care of you properly, rather than you ending up with someone else. They're relieved that you're with me because they know me, unlike some other man marrying you," Demi explained."Were they here early?""Around five o'clock, they visited me at home, then we came here at eight to talk to your grandma.""What about Matilda?""She called me, said she's in Manila but couldn't get into my unit, so she went back to hers.""When will you tell her that— that you'll marry me?""We'll have an engagement party and invite her," he replied with a smile, "she'll think we're the ones getting married.""Are you really that angry with her?" she asked."I'm not just angry, Maine, I'm furious. She played with me, almost ruined our friendship with Sandro because of her.""Would she really agr
Only close friends were invited to that party. Matilda arrived looking poised and stunning. She greeted everyone present, accompanied by her boyfriend Art, who was in disguise to avoid being recognized."Hi baby," she kissed Demi on the cheek, "this party is so nice, what's the occasion?""Just a thanksgiving gathering," he smiled at her."Why is that girl invited?" Matilda pointed at her."This is our party, be grateful you were invited," she retorted, rolling her eyes at Matilda before turning away."That girl is so snooty," Matilda whispered to her, "anyway, I'll just stay by your side, okay?""That's fine," Demi replied to her."It looks like your friends aren't here?" she asked Demi."Would they ever miss this?" she answered. "They're here, of course.""Excuse me, I'll go to the men's room," Demi excused himself. This left her and Matilda alone."Why do you always try to cling to Demi?" she asked her."Me?" she was surprised by what she said."Yes, you! Once Demi and I are marrie
Matilda was absolutely furious with her. Her eyes always had a sharp gaze directed at her. She enjoyed irritating her even more.She wanted to tease her further. She fed Demi dessert."Demi, try this, it's delicious," she offered to the man while looking at Matilda. He immediately nodded in agreement."Yeah, it's really good," he replied."I told you, fresh and new ones are delicious.""Stop it, Maine!" Matilda slapped her hand, "you're insulting me!""Why? What did I do?" she feigned innocence."I'm right here, and you're feeding my boyfriend, have some shame!""What do you want? Should I be the one feeding him?" she teased."Shut up!" Matilda snapped at her, "I've been annoyed with you since earlier.""What do I care? Just leave then," she replied."Demi, please, get rid of that girl!" Matilda told the man."Why should I leave? This is our party? If anyone's leaving, it's you and your bald fiancé!" she retorted."Maine, just ignore her," Amethyst intervened."Someone needs to talk t
"Oh my God! He's going to propose to me," Matilda said excitedly. "Get out of here, what if there's a video and they see me sitting next to an ugly person.""At least I'm fresh-looking because I'm young.. how old are you again, oldie? 36?" she teased."Stop it, you're getting on my nerves!" Matilda snapped back."I'll stay right here, who knows, maybe that guy you're fooling around with, or is he your boyfriend, will end up marrying me instead.""And why would he marry you, huh?" she asked, her eyes narrowing."Maybe he wants me because I'm tastier," she said, in a teasing mood."Leave me alone, or I might pull your hair!" Matilda threatened."Just try me, and I might just use a knife on your face," she said with a smirk."Hmp!" The woman huffed, "Remember, once Demi and I are married, you're off-limits in his life.""Uuuh.. I won't be off-limits in Demi's life, remember that. I'm right here, and he might even propose to me with a video, and you'll look like an old lady," she retorted
She never imagined that Demi would deceive her like that, so casually. It seemed deliberate, aimed at humiliating her in front of many people!"I won't allow them to get away with this. They will pay for humiliating me," she said angrily, sitting at the bar counter and sipping wine from her glass."Enough of that, Matilda," Art interjected. "We need to plan our revenge against those people, especially after what they did to you. They need to suffer forever honey!""I can't figure out how Demi found out about our plan; no one could have told him," she replied to Art. "Could it have been you?""Are you kidding? Why would I tell him? I'd benefit from it! Out of all the people you could suspect, you really think it's me?," the man replied indignantly."I thought it was just you and me who knew everything. We were the only ones talking about it during that time!" She held her head in her hands. "Then who could it be if not you?""We didn't have any helpers around during those days, and it'
"I hope Matilda learns from what happened. It's sad to see her embarrassed like that, but maybe it's what she needs to straighten up," Maine said to Demi."Yeah, I hope so too. But you all need to be careful, especially you, Maine. Matilda can be cunning; who knows what she might do next," Amethyst warned her."I'll always be cautious. Besides, she doesn't have much power left to boss anyone around," she replied."Did you see her face earlier? She looked like she'd seen a ghost! And dragging her man into it too, the nerve," Sandro chimed in, taking a sip of his juice."That woman's used to these kinds of situations," Amethyst added. "She's got thick skin.""Where's Toby anyway?" She asked the group."He rushed home because one of his projects ran into trouble," Amethyst answered. "Sandro was supposed to handle it, but he's tied up, so Toby had to step in.""I bet Matilda's already plotting her revenge," Maine mused."Definitely. So keep your eyes peeled. That look on Matilda's face? S
Amethyst couldn't react when she mentioned Toby's name. The woman turned pale, unsure of what to do. Even Toby was frozen at the door.Sandro and Demi were also speechless. After a while, Amethyst burst into laughter."You guys are crazy, it was just a joke. You know how much I love Toby as a friend, you're so suspicious!" Amethyst laughed hysterically."I thought it was true!" Demi threw a pillow at her."No one believes each other in this group, we're just friends here. Toby is special to me because he's the only one who understands me completely. Come here, Toby," she called her friend.Toby chuckled and scratched his head, "You owe me for this, you know?""How's the site? Is everything fixed?" Sandro asked."Yeah, there was just a minor conflict among the workers, but it's all good now," Toby replied.They believed Amethyst's alibi, while she didn't. She knew what she said was true, but she felt embarrassed because Toby was there.She just watched them interact. Perhaps, they beli
Demi and Maine got married by the judge they knew. They preferred a small wedding, and Maine's practical nature, inherited from her mother, make her mom agreed with their preference.Inside the judge's office, they exchanged jokes and banter. Maine couldn't believe that she is getting married."Anyone object to this marriage? Demi seems so eager to take Maine home," the judge joked."Oh, come on. Are you suggesting I can't wait to get this woman?" Demi teased the judge. "She might walk out if you keep pushing that someone might object to our marriage.""I'm just making sure, buddy. You seems really eager. Don't come too close to me, or you might end up separating," the judge laughed. "Maine, you'll be the light of the home, what's your role, Demi?""I'm in charge of changing lightbulbs, Judge," Sandro shouted, making everyone laugh."You guys are crazy, you'll be in trouble with me later," Demi laughed."With the power vested in me, I now declare you married. You may kiss your bride,"
My uncle was lying on the floor, laughing and laughing, while the people around me were smirking as I think they knew everything about this scene. My brows furrowed, as I looked at my husband, and demanded an explanation. "I'm sorry honey. I want you to come over, but I don't know how to ask you. Because I know, you will get mad at me," he went closer to me. I raised my hand and slapped him twice. The people around us, were all shocked! They didn't say any words, even my uncle Sandro. I felt betrayed! I'm so foolish to believe them! Olga, Marisa, everyone, they make fun of me! "I'm sorry senyorita," Olga, kneeled in front of me, "we just want you to be happy. We want you and senyorito to stay together, because we know, that you love each other." "Forgive us, senyorita," Marisa also kneeled. "It's our fault. Please, forgive us.." My head was already hurting because of them. Gradually, I felt like a candle burning out. Before I could fall to the floor, Uncle Sandro and Demi caught
"Senyorita, I have news," Olga, suddenly approached me, "Marisa told me that sir's woman are here. They're in the room together.""Really? Now? As in right now?" I confirmed with her."Yes, Senyorita. We need to go there before they leave. And you can catch them in the act," Olga urged."Alright, just a moment. I'll get dressed," I stormed into my room, took a quick shower, and dressed in something elegant and sexy. When i stepped out, Olga was surprised to see me."Senyorita, what are you wearing? Why like that? You never wear revealing clothes." she asked, puzzled"I need to dress like this so your Sir knows what he'll lose if he continues his affair with that woman. Are you sure they're there?""Yes, Senyorita. Marisa said they're definitely there. They just arrived," she confirmed."Good. Where's there... should we splash acid on them?" I asked."Oh no, Senyorita. That's too much. Just hurt them. We'll hold them," she stopped me."Alright. That might be better. The nerve of that m
"Lola, it seems like Maine is really angry," I said to her, worried. "It looks like she'll never forgive me for what I did." "Oh, don't worry about my grandchild. I know she still looks for you. I can see it in her actions. Just don't worry too much," Lola reassured me. "But, Lola, she might be so angry that she won't come back home," I said tensely. "She'll come back. Just continue with your plan with Sandro. When does he plan to bring her there?" She took a sip of her coffee. "Sandro, Olga, and I are still discussing our plan," I replied. "Well, hurry it up. She might suddenly burst in here when you're not prepared. Are your accomplices ready?" She glanced at the door where Maine had entered. "Everything's ready, Lola. We’ve arranged everything. We might be able to execute the plan next week." I felt more confident knowing Lola was on my side. "Make sure of it. I'm running out of things to say to my grandchild whenever she asks if I'm taking your side," she said, her face sho
I was speechless when I saw my wife, Demi, at the dining table. I couldn't confront my grandmother about why she invited Demi to our home, fearing she might get angry with me instead. I ate in silence, and Demi did the same, while Grandma watched us closely. After a while, Grandma cleared her throat. "Ahem," she said, breaking the silence. "Are you two just going to sit there quietly?" I looked at Demi, who seemed just as uncomfortable as I was. Grandma's eyes shifted between us, filled with concern. "You need to talk things out," she continued. "You can't keep ignoring whatever's going on between you." Demi and I exchanged glances, both at a loss for words. I knew she was right. "Lola, what is Demi doing here?" I asked. "I invited him. Why? Is that a problem?" she responded. "But Lola, you know we're going through something," I replied, frowning. "What are you talking about? Why don't you two just talk?" she said, her brows furrowed. "Lola, I don't think I should be here.
"What did your senyorita say, Olga? Is she still curious about my girl?" I asked Olga when we met outside her school. "She's still waiting for news, Senyorito. And she saw the flowers you planted behind the house. She was so happy," she replied. "Really? How did she know I planted them?" I asked excitedly. "Well, there wasn't anyone else who could have planted them because she said her grandma doesn't know how to plant flowers—they always die. So, she figured out it was you when I brought the flowers to her from you," Olga explained. "Oh, what did she say? Did she like the flowers?" I asked happily. "Yes, Senyorito. She loved the flowers you planted. She couldn't believe it was you who planted them," she replied. "Why not?" I frowned at what she said. "Because she didn't know you could plant flowers. So, I told her that the flowers around your mansion were planted by you," she said, glancing at her watch. "Thank you so much, Olga. Was she really happy with the flowers,
I continued pondering why Demi would plant the flowers he sent me at the back of the house. Shortly after, Olga approached me. "Senyorita, what are you doing at the back of the house?" she asked. "Don't you know, Olga, that someone is planting the flowers my husband sends me here at the back?" I asked her. "No, senyorita, because as you instructed, I always return them to senyorito," she replied. "Ah, I see. Because I saw them earlier and asked Lola, but she said it wasn't her who planted them. So it must have been Demi. Turns out he's quite skilled at planting flowers, isn't he?" I said to Olga. "Yes, senyorita. Over at senyorito's mansion, he plants flowers there. He's responsible for all the flowers planted on the grounds," she replied with a smile, gently touching the flowers. "Really? He never mentioned these things to me," I said, looking at the blooming flowers. "Perhaps you didn't have the chance to talk privately," she suggested, glancing at me. "We do talk abo
I laughed when Olga told me and admitted that she really has a crush on Uncle Sandro. She said she only pretends to be angry, but deep inside, she gets thrilled and happy. I just scratched my head at what she said. "What does that girl see in my uncle? He doesn’t have any good qualities aside from being handsome. That's all he can boast about. And yes, he has money, but that's it," I thought, falling into deep contemplation. I was really thinking that perhaps Olga and I were going through similar experiences. I realized that I couldn't quite pinpoint what I liked about my ex-husband Demi either. He wasn’t really kind. He was, at first, but towards the end, he stopped listening, which is why we separated. He and my uncle really have similar personalities. No wonder they get along so well as friends. I decided to step out onto the terrace of my room to get some fresh air. As I looked around, I found joy in watching the trees swaying with the breeze. My eyes wandered to the back of
Olga arrived at the house frowning. I thought something had happened to her. "Oh, why do you look like you had a fight outside?" I asked her. "Nothing, senyorita," she replied to me, "your kind uncle is here." "What did he do to you this time?" I asked, my forehead furrowed. "Hey, Olga, where are you going?" I heard Uncle Sandro call out to Olga. I saw how Olga's eyebrows shot up. "Oh, there’s your annoying uncle again," she said to me, hurriedly making her way to the kitchen. "Olga, I'm talking to you!" Uncle Sandro called out. "What do you need from Olga, Uncle Sandro?" I asked him. "Why is she so annoyed with you? What did you do this time?" I stopped him as he attempted to follow Olga. "Nothing! I didn't do anything to her. I was just asking her something," he replied. "So, what were you asking her?" I asked, crossing my arms in front of him. I knew it was probably some nonsense that was irritating Olga. "Nothing, I was just asking if she has a crush on me." He
"She was really furious?" I asked happily after Olga told me about my wife's reaction. "Yes, sir. She was so angry she wanted to get violent. She even asked Marisa and me to find out when that woman you supposedly have would be coming over," Olga replied, glancing around. "Oh, and what did you tell her?" I asked, rubbing my chin thoughtfully with my thumb and forefinger. "I told Senyorita that I would talk to Marisa to find out the schedule of the woman so we could come over," Olga replied with a smile. We had met in front of her school to talk, knowing my wife never went there. "Is that so? That's great news. You really deserve a bonus for this," I said, smiling at her. "No need for that, sir. I'm doing this to help you because you've helped me a lot," she replied, blushing and smiling with her hands in her pockets. "It's nothing. I know you're a good person and you deserve the reward. Don't worry, Marisa and I will take care of you both. I'll support you all the way," I assur