Travis POV Travis woke up inhaling the aroma of what he thought were pickles. He turned around when he realized that his wife was no longer by his side. He immediately smiled when he realized that the pickle he was inhaling was his wife's cooking. It's nice when you have a wife. When you come home, someone will be waiting for you and serve your favorite dish. and in the morning you wake up and someone is taking care of you. Travis came down to greet his beautiful wife. He peek at the clock, it was already six in the morning. He smiled when he saw his wife's sexy back busy cooking. When she was about to spoon the pickle, he moved closer to her. "Good morning, dear Love!". Travis can feel she was surprised at what he did. He took the spoon from her. "You're awake," she said. He nodded and smiled. "Aren't you going to greet your handsome husband?" Travis noticed the reddening of her face. Her wife must be thrilled. "Good morning," she stammered. They sat down aft
Dahlia Pov The day of his husband's departure has arrived. Even if she wanted to come, she couldn't. She has nothing to do there; she will bore herself to death. Also, he can't take care of her because he's always at work. But she's afraid because Emery is with him. When her husband comes home, she is afraid he might forget she is his wife. But she has faith in Travis; she will hold on to his promise that he will not betray and deceive her. He is currently packing his things, and she's helping him. "Can I just not leave?" He broke the silence. Dahlia held her breath at what he said. "You can't be; you are the CEO; you can't be gone there," she told him. "I'll miss you, Dahlia. 2 weeks is like a year for me." He sat down as if struggling. "You're right," she said, laughing at him. "I'm serious, wife. I can't be away from you for one day. Two more weeks is like hell for me!" "There is a Skypi app; just call me after work." She sat next to him. "Hmm. I will miss you so much!"
Dahlia was worried and scared because of what she saw inside the box. Her hands were shaking and restless. She immediately opened her laptop and skypi app to call her husband. She needs to talk to him. He was offline, but she still called him. When she got bored, she typed a message to him while glancing at his profile, hoping the green light would appear, meaning he was online. She sent what she had to say and waited for him, hoping he would call. But she waited several hours but nothing. She held her breath. She didn't eat anymore because she didn't want to leave the room; Dahlia was afraid someone might appear behind her and suddenly hurt her. She closed her eyes tightly to stop the gruesome thought she had imagined. What will she do? At this time, he was online. She needs him. Dahlia typed a message again. "Love, where are you? I have something important to tell you. Pls, go online." Dahlia called him again, and to his surprise, the line was rejected. She called again bu
"Mommy," Dahlia said when she saw Travis' Mom behind her. "What are you doing here? And why are you carrying luggage? Did you and my son fight?" Mrs. Monte Cristo asked one after another. "No, Mommy, Travis is in New York. Don't you know?" "No, my husband didn't say anything." Her forehead was wrinkled. "Ah, maybe my husband and son didn't tell me at all. You know I don't interfere in their business." She laughed awkwardly."Yeah," Dahlia answered. "Come on; why didn't you call me? I could have prepared a snack and your room. You can use Travis's room since you are his wife." Dahlia tried to decline the offer when she pulled her inside and entered Travis' room. "Come on in. Sorry, the room is a bit messy; Travis doesn't want us to clean it. I'll go ahead first and prepare a snack," she said and left. Dahlia looked around Travis' room. Books were scattered on his desk. There was also a shirt on the chair, so she took it and put it in the basket. She sat on his bed and suddenly
It was four o'clock in the afternoon when Carmela and Dahlia got home to their mansion; it took them a while because they went grocery shopping. Carmela also bought Dahla clothes and sandals. She was so shy because Carmela bought so much. Their shopping bags were piled up in the back of the car, and on the front seat, it looked like Mommy Carmela was going to buy a whole mall. She can't say no to her because that might make her sulky. Sometimes she even gave her clothes, but Dahlia refused her offer. That's why Carmela was so sullen with her back then, and Travis, her husband, even felt sorry for her. Dahlia had difficulty carrying the shopping bags, so her mother, Lilet, went closer and helped her. Julian took the shopping bags carried by Mommy Carmela/Mrs. Monte Cristo. "This is a lot. It's like Carmela bought a mall," her mother whispered. Dahlia winced at what she said. She'd be so tired of Mommy Carmela going to the mall if she only knew. "Mr. Julian, please follow Dahl
Dahlia woke up from a loud knock coming from the room outside. She rubbed her eyes and saw that her laptop had been turned off. She quickly opened the door to find out who the person outside was. "Good evening, Ms. Dahlia. Mrs. Monte Cristo wants you to come to the dining area." Dahlia was surprised to hear the maid's greeting. It's already late in the morning. She went down immediately and went to the dining area. "Dahia, my daughter! Please come and join us!" said Mommy Carmela when she saw her. She sat in the chair next to her mother, Lilet. All of the maids were there and eating. Mr. and Mrs. Monte Cristo were kind and had a massive heart for maids. They considered the maids as their family as well. They used to eat together every night because people in the mansion were busy during breakfast and lunch. She moved her eyes and identified who the people were with them. There were some familiar faces and some she's not. She looked at Sister Loling and Katring, who were busy spoo
It was nine o'clock in the morning when She woke up. She's currently preparing her breakfast at the table, She didn't see Mommy Carmela and Lilet and she've been looking for them for a while, maybe they went grocery shopping again. "Good morning Ms. Dahlia," a young woman greeted Her. The face is unfamiliar, maybe it's a newbie. She has has long curly hair and brown skin. I think She is. in its twenties. "Good morning too. Can I ask a question?" She smiled and immediately nodded at her. "Did you see my mother and Mommy Carmela?" She kept asking. "I saw them left this morning around eight o'clock, maybe they went shopping. Mrs. Monte Cristo asked me to take care of you when you wake up. I'm sorry I didn't approached you right away, especially cooking your breakfast. I just finished watering crops." The woman explained, Dahlia smiled at her, she remembered when she was like the woman in front of her. "It's fine, what's your name?" she asked again. " My name is Sarah, Ms. Dahlia
Travis POV When he heard that his wife was still not pregnant, he suddenly lost the desire to talk to her as well as doing his job. He's currently in his office, has a lot of work to do but he's not in the mood to do it. He was very disappointed, he was hoping that after their outing his wife will bear a child. He doesn''t know how long they have to wait. How many more years until Dahlia and him bear a child? What other way? They have done everything. "Sir, Mr. Cruz is here looking for you." Travis looked at his secretary. He nodded to indicate that the visitor must enter. His secretary left and later Mr. Cruz was inside in his office. "Good afternoon Mr. Monte Cristo," the man greeted. "Good afternoon. Please have a seat, Mr. Cruz." he pointed his hand in front of his office table. Mr. Cruz sat down immediately. "I'm just here to congratulate you, my fellow investors liked your proposal last time," he then said. "Thank you, Mr. Cruz," he answered. "They are requesting t
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