Ever since I started dating them, my husband has become more elusive to me. He doesn't pay attention to me anymore, he treats me like the wind. He doesn't even come home anymore, I feel sorry for myself every time I wake up still in the living room and Travis is already in our bed fast asleep. He really doesn't care about me anymore. I want to talk to him but he keeps avoiding it. Like now I always follow him and try to talk to him. “T-Travis, why are you acting like that? Tell me, do you still love me?” I asked him but he still ignored me."Please Travis, I don't know what to do. I know you still love me, it's okay for me that you gave birth to Emery. Just don't be like this. Don't just avoid me because I can't take it anymore. So much heartache. I don't even know what to say to Mommy because they are looking for you too. You're not coming in anymore," I whined and promised him. "Tell Mommy the truth if you want. I don't care it's better to finish it. There is no hope for our rel
When they finished eating, I felt like they were still in the kitchen. I was very hungry earlier but I was just holding it back, because I didn't want to see the two of them. I will only be hurt. When I heard the door of Travis' room close, I went out. I just walked slowly so as not to disturb them. When I got down the stairs, I was surprised to find that my husband was still in the living room, watching. He was alone, with his feet on the table and leaning on the sofa. I ignored him and went straight into the kitchen. I know he saw me because I saw him turn around in my peripheral vision.I looked for something to eat in the kitchen but I frowned when I saw that the saucepan was empty. Did they eat up everything I cooked? Is Emery that greedy? I shook my head and washed the dishes first while I boiled water. I'll probably just cook pancit canton and bake bread. I'm used to it, when I was a girl at night, this was sometimes my dinner.When I opened the trash can, my eyes widened sudd
Until now, I can still hear my husband's sorry in my mind. I still haven't moved on from what he said, it was just a sorry but it stuck in my mind. "Just one sorry will you give it right away, Dahlia? You are so fragile!” said my mind. I went down to drink water, because I felt thirsty. I saw Emery watching TV, it was nine o'clock at night and he was still wide awake. It is bad for a pregnant woman to stay up late. I came closer and he turned to me. "Aren't you going to sleep yet? It's bad to stay up late especially when you're pregnant," I told him. "Do you mind? I'm waiting for Travis," he said and gave me a hard time."I care because if something bad happens to you, my husband will be even more angry with me," I told him and left. He will take care of that. I told him again.When I went up the stairs, I looked at him and noticed how sleepy he was. After a while it also failed, I know Emery. That will not wait patiently. Because its patience is short. I just shook my head and
After Mommy and I talked, he immediately left. Good thing Emery didn't come down because I don't know what to say to Mommy if she asks me. Emery might even tell the truth. I'm not ready to tell them that yet, because even now I'm still hoping Travis and I can work it out.Our situation is painful for me, but Mommy was right, that no matter what happens, I will not give up on my husband. Even if I'm exhausted, I will never give up. I will choose to love him more than myself because that is how I feel.But the question is how long will I endure the pain? How long does it have to end? My mania? I don't even know when, all I know is that I shouldn't give up, because I know in my heart that he will change and we will go back to being happy and full of love for each other.I am currently cooking our dinner in the kitchen. A while ago, Emery went downstairs and just watched TV. We didn't say anything, I was relieved because it didn't bother me anymore. When I was done with the adobo I was co
It's been a week since Travis hurt me. He doesn't even pay attention to me, the only thing he pays attention to is Emery. I've been having a problem for a week now because Mommy keeps calling me to ask when my husband and I are available to go to the wedding designer to take measurements.I held my ring on my finger and smiled mischievously. I can't help but be hurt by what is happening now. The words he uttered hurt so much, they hit my bones. Suddenly my tears fell while looking at and rubbing my ring. A ring that symbolizes our love. I wiped the tears that were falling down my cheeks, I just let myself cry because it was the only way to make me feel okay. I can't recognize my husband now, maybe this is what I'm afraid of. He has forgotten that he loves me and who I am. The pain is because I am no longer the one making him happy, another woman is by his side every night and maybe makes his heart beat. I composed myself and quickly left my room to have breakfast. When I went to th
My body hurts so much. I also have a lot of bruises everywhere. I don't know how to hide it but I see on TV that they put concealer on it so it's not noticeable so that's what I did. It also works. I couldn't stop sobbing as I put concealer on my body, because I remembered what happened to me at the hands of my husband. I feel so sorry for myself. I want to go away but I can't, my heart is so weak that I don't want to keep up. It's selfish to think about it but what can I do? I just fell in love. Maybe it's not bad to squeeze myself into the person you love. I am still the legal wife so I have more rights over him, not his attachment.I turned my attention to cleaning my room. It's a bit dusty and I haven't taken care of it since I moved here. When I finished what I was doing, I went down to eat lunch, it was early in the afternoon but I hadn't had breakfast and lunch yet. I was surprised because these two were not at home. Where did that go? My heart ached when I thought they might
I went straight to our kitchen to put my groceries. I didn't see Emery on the sofa, maybe he was in that room. While arranging the groceries in the cabinet, I was surprised when someone pulled my arm. It hurt so much that I turned around. My eyes widened when I saw my husband. "Your lime is strong enough to deliver our haciendero to the mansion. Are you so cheap because you traded me for someone like him?" it asked me. I bravely looked at him. He's getting too much, I didn't even pay attention to him and Emery going to the mall! "Let go of me, Travis." I answered him seriously and struggled in his grip. "You're so flirtatious! It's better if we break up so we can be free from each other. You already have Ethan and I already have a child with Emery." I gasped at what he said. What!? I don't want us to be separated. What he said made me cry. Can not! "I can't, I love you Travis! There is no intervening between Ethan and me! He really just took me and helped me. Don't be like that
I woke up feeling cold. I can't wake up because my eyes hurt so much. I immediately turned off the electric fan and covered myself. I feel so bad. I rubbed my neck and felt warm. Suddenly someone knocked on my room, I just let it go and closed my eyes again. I don't have the strength to open him. "Dahlia?" my husband called me. I couldn't see him because my room was so dark. Because it's night. I groaned as I felt a headache. It was like I was being hit hard with a hammer. I felt him sit on my bed and feel my forehead. "You're hot," he said. I just ignored him and started to close my eyes. "Eat first, I brought you soup and medicine. You need it to get your strength back," he promised me softly. I did nothing but follow him. Maybe he will get angry with me again or worst he will hurt me. I forced myself to get up and leaned on my bed. He took the tray and placed it on my lap. I took the spoon to eat when he snatched it from me. I frowned, did I think I was about to eat? "It's
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