Princess Dahlia Sofia I sighed as I stared into a large mirror, looking at my reflection. I smiled when I saw a smiling figure behind me. She's so beautiful in her white gown. “How is our Bride? You seem nervous, ah," she smiled at me and I shook my head. "It's like I'm getting married for the first time." I shook my head. She held my arm and our eyes met. "Just relax, Best Friend, okay? This is your special day so enjoy it. You're so beautiful right now, you're going to hit me hard," Emery told me with a laugh. It's been a few weeks since she recovered from the shooting. I thought she would disappear from our lives but I am glad because she still fought even in critical condition. "Thank you for being here at my wedding and now, you are my maid of honor." I winked at her so she laughed at me. "I am very happy because everything is going to be okay. I knew to myself that you and Travis were meant to be in the first place but you know I'm crazy...It's all my fault--" "Le
A loud bang on the door woke her up. She opened her eyes and saw the sunlight streaming through the window. She immediately rolled over on her bed and opened the door. “What took you so long? Didn't I tell you, you shouldn’t lock the door? Hurry up and prepare my food, I'm hungry!” her husband growled. He was already wearing his clothes, which he usually wore to his company. What a beautiful sight, early in the morning. "Right away, I’m sorry," she stammered. "Hurry up! You slut!" he shouted at her and started walking away. Yes, he is her husband. He is the CEO of Monte Cristo Inc., a company owned by his family. She is only a housewife, the daughter of a maid in their mansion. Travis was her childhood sweetheart, he was sweet and loving, so she quickly fell in love with him. "Dahlia!" Travis shouted which brought her back to reality. "Yes, coming!" She quickly ran down the stairs and gasped as she reached the kitchen. Fear was visible in her eyes because of the angry face of h
Dahlia played a C.D. on their player while Emery was in the comfort room. They were going to watch their favorite Korean drama when she suddenly looked at the picture frame next to their T.V. She saw three children hugging each other and smiling extra-wide. That was her, Travis, and Emery, she smiled when she remembered how Emery and her met. Flashback Dahlia A fancy party will be held tonight at Monte Cristo’s mansion. Dahlia don't know what that was for but all she knows is that her Mom was busy cooking and cleaning. Dahlia's mom was the trusted butler in the mansion. Though she was a child, she learned to do some household chores, and she helped her mother little by little. She don’t want her mother to get tired because she was afraid that her Mom will get sick. The party was indeed marvelous. Her mom dressed her in a floral dress. It was a gift for her from Mrs. Monte Cristo when she celebrated her birthday last month. "What a beautiful kid," a visitor said. "How cute. Is th
Travis Travis was ready to leave his office when suddenly Carmina, his secretary, told him that he has a visitor named Emery. Travis was shocked hearing her name. 'When did she come home? Isn't she in Korea?' he thought.After a while, the door in his office suddenly opened. “Hello, Travis!” Emery greeted him enthusiastically. “W-what are you doing here? Aren't you in Korea?” he asked and Emery frowned. "It's kinda boring in Korea. Also, there was a BIG offer for me here, so I went home immediately." She sat on his sofa and then looked at him. "Are you going home? Let's go out first!” she continued. “Have you visited Dahlia? Have you two met?” he asked. "Actually… Not yet—I don't know the exact address of your house. That's why I came here to ask you.” He was about to give their address when she stopped him. "Let's go out first, I'm hungry. After that just give me your home address when we have finished eating." She stood up and slipped her hand on his arm. Travis was left shock
Dahlia Dahlia woke up because she heard the sound of her alarm clock, she turned around and immediately went out of her room. Wait— why is she already in her room? Wasn't she in the living room last night? Did she sleepwalk or maybe... she looked at her husband's room, walked closer to it, peeked inside, took a deep breath, and saw him sleeping in his bed. 'Did he move her to her room?' she thought.Dahlia smiled, her husband still cares for her, meaning he still loves her. But, her smile faded away, remembering where exactly he went last night and when he came home. She went downstairs to make him breakfast because he would wake up soon. After she got ready, she looked at the clock hanging on their wall. Dahlia was suddenly surprised because it was seven o'clock. Travis is already late for his job. She's really dead! She ran to Travis' room and entered his door panting. "Love, wake up! You're going to be late!” she shouted. "What the hell, Dahlia! You're so noisy!" He covered
Dahlia heard the sound of Travis' car outside their house. She was currently in the kitchen preparing something to eat. It was 7:00 in the evening. It was a miracle; he was early now. She rushed out to meet him. "Love, it's so nice that you're early today," she said. He ignored her and quickly went to the passenger's seat to open the door of his car. Dahlia wondered who was the person inside. His car was tinted, so she could barely see the person there. She frowned when she saw that he opened it. "Hi, Best Friend," Emery greeted. "Hello. Why are you here? What's up?" she answered in surprise. "Why? Is there a problem with it? Am I not allowed to visit here?" Emery came closer to her and wrapped her arm around Dahlia's waist. "No, I-it's not like that; I'm just wondering because it's already late. Won't your daddy scold you?" Dahlia asked Emery. It was already seven; I knew her curfew was at six o'clock. She remembered that Emery's Dad was so strict in their college years. It was
A loud phone noise woke Dahlia up. Suddenly her head hurts, hangover sucks. She doesn't want to drink anymore. She looked at the thing that was disturbing her sleep that was already bubbling in the room. "Hello?" she answered the call. "Hello, BFF! Good morning! Get up, please! Don't we have a trip today?" she excitedly told her. It's Emery. Oh, shoot. Dahlia almost forgot. She still needs to prepare her stuff. She slapped her face. "Don't say you forgot??" Emery continued. "No, I'm already preparing my things," she lied. "Okay! I'll hang up. 5:30. I'll be there at your house. Bye!"She took care of herself. She has also prepared what she will wear on the flight and the clothes on the Beach. She's excited! After that, she left her room to prepare their breakfast. Dahlia's sure her husband was still sleeping right now. She started cooking; she cooked rice and steak. They will be traveling, so their stomachs should be full so they don't get hungry during the flight. Dahlia hear
Dahlia POV "Why didn't you say you and Emery went to the club? Is that true?" Dahlia boldly asked her husband. She's wanted to ask him this for a while, but she's been holding back. Travis currently put their bag on the side of the bed. "Answer me, Travis," she continued and followed him. "For what? He is our friend. We didn't do anything wrong. What is your problem?" Travis asked. She can see the furrowing of his forehead. "B-but you're already married, and you know Emery used to like you. Don't you always avoid her? You don't want her to stick to you," she again nagged him. "You said it used to be. It used to be different now. Emery is our friend, and you have nothing to be jealous of us. We're married; I'm yours by law and on paper." "Yes, I am your wife, but in your heart? Am I still your heart beating? Do you still love me?" she tearfully asked. Dahlia saw Travis look away from her. "Stop this non-sense Dahlia. We are here to enjoy, not drama." "I am your wife' Travis;
Princess Dahlia Sofia I sighed as I stared into a large mirror, looking at my reflection. I smiled when I saw a smiling figure behind me. She's so beautiful in her white gown. “How is our Bride? You seem nervous, ah," she smiled at me and I shook my head. "It's like I'm getting married for the first time." I shook my head. She held my arm and our eyes met. "Just relax, Best Friend, okay? This is your special day so enjoy it. You're so beautiful right now, you're going to hit me hard," Emery told me with a laugh. It's been a few weeks since she recovered from the shooting. I thought she would disappear from our lives but I am glad because she still fought even in critical condition. "Thank you for being here at my wedding and now, you are my maid of honor." I winked at her so she laughed at me. "I am very happy because everything is going to be okay. I knew to myself that you and Travis were meant to be in the first place but you know I'm crazy...It's all my fault--" "Le
I escorted Dahlia and the children out first to make sure they were safe. As for those women, we gave them towels and blankets to somehow cover their naked bodies. When they got out, the police and NBI came. I quickly returned to the house and looked for Emery. I heard crying in the distance so I followed it. My eyes widened to see a man kissing a woman. It has been put on but it still has a cover. I quickly pulled that man away from the woman. Damn! This person is a pig and evil! I didn't notice that the man was different. I thought Mr. Ronaldo but it's different. I felt a focus on my head so I immediately stopped punching the man. When I saw the man I punched, I immediately frowned because it turned out to be Mayor Gregorio. What the actual fuck? Does the Mayor also have anything to do with this? I shook my head. "Looks like you're strong enough, son, you've been able to track us down here. Where is the five billion I sent you? Did you give it to my staff?” asked Mr. Ronald
Travis I'm excited to go to my wife Dahlia's house, because today is our bonding time. Today is Saturday and today is our bonding time as a family. Dahlia also told me that she has something important to tell me. I don't know but I am so excited, maybe she will say yes to me. Just dream once and I'll make it happen. In fact, I really want us to be in the same house but I don't want to lead my wife's decision. As long as possible, she will be the one I'll follow, because she might resent my asking her to live under the same roof. Dahlia said I was too excited, she didn't even answer me yet. As much as possible, I am careful with what I say and what i want. I don't want to turn her off and commit a sin again or be unpleasant in her eyes. I am so conscious because of my wife. I love her so much and I don't want to lose her from my life. I smiled widely as I drove to their mansion. I also need to make up for the children because I was busy looking for the Congressman and planning t
"Love, Mommy is looking for you, she said she wants to see you, is it okay for me to pick up the children from the mansion and bring them home? Just go past them since Mommy is looking for you, she says she misses you," Travis said on the other line. I was currently at work when he called me. A few days passed when we arrived in the Philippines. "Okay, have you heard from Emery yet?" I asked. I heard his sigh when I asked him that. "Not yet, love. I can't contact her either. I am worried for her and for her daughter." Emery hasn't come home to her condo for a few days so as a friend we are also worried about her. We are also taking care of the evidence we gathered against Emery's father but the problem is there's no witness. Oh I forgot, there's one and it's Emery. Emery is the only one who can imprison his father. "Don't worry, I'll get help from my staff as well as Mom and Isabella's staff. We will find Emery and Emmeren.” "Thank you, Dahlia. The child has become too close t
I took a deep breath and smiled. Mom, Isabella and I were already fine. I don't want to harbor anger towards them, I don't want to be stressed. I love them so much and they were my only family so I can't stand the fact that we had an argument... Yes, I was hurt but the pain made me more mature. I learned to forgive and understand the people around me. I've been looking for Travis since this morning, he didn't show up. Where was that man, I also need to talk to him so that when we get home we will both be okay. I'm ready to face him and I'm ready to fight those person who destroyed us both. I looked around the palace but still nothing, I frowned when I saw Mom talking to Travis. I was suddenly felt nervous, I didn't expect them to talk. I hope Travis isn't nervous too, I chuckled. The nervousness was evident on Travis's face. It's really obvious on his fac, seems it's like he's going to poop. I immediately walked closer to them and smiled when they saw me. "It looks like you
"Mommy, are we going to the Philippines? Daddy said, we're going home," Mathilda asked sadly. "Yes baby, we're going home, Mommy has a lot of work to attend in the Philippines. We will live there with Daddy," I explained. I don't know where Travis is, he suddenly disappeared from the twins' room. This is where he slept and I was in my old room. My night was peaceful because Tristan and I were okay. I don't know why I can forgive him so easily. Maybe I don't feel that bad about him. "Matthew, have you seen your Daddy?" I asked my son who was currently playing on his tablet. He immediately stopped playing and looked at me. "I didn't see him, Mommy." I just nodded and exited the room, when someone peeked at our door. It was one of Queen Isabella's servants, if I was not mistaken. “Good morning, Princess Sofia. The Queens are here," she politely said so I nodded. I straightened myself up and waited for Mom and my sister. "Your Abuela is here, greet them okay?" I reminded t
Here we are inside the dining table with Travis, Tristan, Isabella, Mom and Tristan's parents. I just laughed at my excessive plasticity. I don't know how I was able to smile and mingle with them when I was hurting. Isabella's face was also awkward, she couldn't even look at me. "Son, why didn't you tell us you were coming home?" Mom asked me so I turned around. "I want to surprise you all, but I was the one who was surprised," I promised him with a laugh. I know that Tristan's parents understand Tagalog because as far as I know, his mother lived in the Philippines for several years. They didn't even laugh at what I said so I coughed. “The wedding is on Sunday, are you going to attend, Princess Sofia? And who's that boy beside you? Is that your boyfriend?” the queen asked me so I turned to Travis. The man who looked at me was restless. I knew he was nervous so I held his hand under the table. I smiled at him, I wanted to calm him down. "He's my husband," I answered the queen with
When we arrived in Spain, we immediately hailed a taxi, I immediately put on a cap and sunglasses because someone might recognize me. When we entered, Mathilda immediately came running and I just shook because of her veil. I don't even know who inherited it, Travis and I are not talkative. "Mommy, can we tell Abuela and Tita Isabella that we are already here in Spain?" Mathilda asked me and I shook my head. "No, honey. We will surprise your Abuela, you want that, right? You like surprises.". It nodded at me and clapped. "I can't wait to finally introduce my Daddy to them, right 'Tus?" Mathilda asked her sister. He just nodded to him as a sign of agreement.Matthew always nodded to his brother. My son is also funny sometimes. Always spoiling her sister, even if she doesn't want to, she will do it anyway, not only to disappoint and make my daughter sad. That's how Travis used to be to me, he just changed when Emery came back into our lives. "You don't seem okay,"I took a deep brea
Until now, what Travis said to me is still in my mind. Are we still married? Is he just fooling me or what? This man is also annoying sometimes, because I ask him questions and he never gets an answer. He said we should talk about it when we get home to the Philippines. I'm itching to know why we're still married. Did I think I was free from him? Not yet. You'll just get really pissed off. If only we weren't inside the plane, I would have scolded him earlier. "You better go to sleep first, let your mind rest." I turned to him and tormented him.“I can't sleep, it's your fault! How are we still married? Are you fooling me again?” I asked him. He took a deep breath and shook his head. "You better take care of your problem there in Spain first. Even if you don't say it, I know you have a big problem. John also told me the reason," he softly promised me. It was enough for me to hear his voice. Our twins are currently sleeping, they can't be woken up because it's so disgusting when they