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2024-10-29 19:42:56“Seriously, who would call that ugly Homosapien as hubby. I would rather eat disgusting foods than call him in a sickly sweet endearment.” Angelo said to himself while trembling in repugnance at what Anton suggested.
“Can’t I stick to calling him ugly Homosapien? Seriously, it gives me shudders imagining myself calling him with cheesy endearments. Imagining myself calling him with some disgustingly sweet name makes me want to faint in disgust.” Angelo suddenly has goosebumps all over his body while imagining himself- who’s the most handsome guy in the face of the earth calling that bastard Mark- a hubby, or much worst, calling him sugar plum. “So obnoxious.”
Seeing his younger sister rub her arms harshly as if she loathes calling her husband some romantic names, he can’t help but shake his head in helplessness since it looks like he can’t talk in a usual way to his younger sister- who completely lost her memories.
“Do whatever you want,” Anton resigned t
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Discovering that everything inside the phone to be completely erased except for the picture of the two grinning from ear to ear- which was put: into the phone’s wallpaper made Angelo feel frustrated. “I thought I would find a worth it information, instead I found something that would make me annoyed to death.” He said to himself as he slammed the phone inside the drawer. He then inspected the next drawer and found a diary with a lock, because the owner specifically locked it for a reason. Angelo didn’t open the memoir and left it as it is since it was Aimie’s very own record, and reading something that- he didn’t write, makes it a breach of privacy of the other. Although he wants to read it- that even his hands are itching to open the diary, he resists because Aimie might haunt him in his sleep if she learns that he read her private record. When Angelo finished inspecting the things on the study table and the drawer under it, he then went to the vanity table
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“Sure,” Angelo replied, and the two went towards the direction- of Mark’s house. Mark gestured to his wife to seat; on the couch when the two of them finally arrived inside- of Mark’s office. When Angelo became comfortable- in his place did Mark only take his seat on the opposite side of the couch. “So, what’s the important thing you want to talk about?” Angelo curiously asked as he crossed his leg. “Before I tell you, do you want to eat some snacks?” Hearing what Mark had asked him, Angelo can not help; but swallow down his saliva. He’s like a dog who’s been tamed all because of food. “Sure.” Angelo’s eyes glittered as he replied to Mark. The latter can’t help but smile inwardly; as he saw his wife’s shining eyes as if she had heard the most alluring melody in her ears. Mark then rang the intercom to inform one of the attendants to prepare some snacks. It took only a couple of minutes for the delectable snacks to arrive. The attendant
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“D*mn this is seriously crazy. I’m not even Aimie, but why am I the one facing her problem head-on? It’s not fair. Let me rewind the time so that I could go back to my own body this instant!” Imagining the face of Mark’s mother with a strict brow, sharp eyes as though she’s looking down on an ordinary person like him, and a sneer on her lips as she’s punishing him, Angelo can’t help but make an ugly face. He shook his head to clear his mind of the: ugly scene he had just imagined. “What are you thinking about?” Mark can’t help but question his wife- who was lost; in her thoughts. Angelo came to his senses; when he heard Mark speak, “Why do I seem to be always in a trance for a couple of days now?” “Is there no other option rather than meeting with your mom? What if she would pull my hair the instant she would see me?” Angelo inquired. Just thinking about how Mark’s mother would create great chaos the instant she would meet the woman that Mark married
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It was early morning, and even if the fog had just started to clear away- the people that were inside Mark’s were already awake. The attendants scurry with the different tasks assigned to them; the cleaners were making sure that the nooks and crannies of Mark’s palace-like home were free from any specks of dust. The gardeners made sure- to trim: the flowers and plants- of the garden. The gardeners have also gotten rid of the weeds that had accumulated- for the past days. The cooks are busy cooking- for breakfast while; the assistants of the cooks engage in cleaning the used plates. They were ultimately busy since Mark’s mother would come to visit her son. The attendants want to make sure that everything is perfect, also; if the older madam had seen all of their efforts towards her older son, then the older madam would surely reward them. With the rewards in mind- the attendants were fired up, and no one dared to slack off. While; all of them were busy with their chor
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Looking at the variety of clothes- that is on the rack. Angelo finally chose from the collection of clothes a simple roll-sleeve denim dress that has a below-the-knee length. The maids were not satisfied with what their madam selected; they thought that the dress would not accentuate their madam’s body proportion and beauty. When Angelo heard the two maids’ persuasion- that he should change the dress he selected, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Why need to dress majestically: when he’s just going to welcome that ugly being’s mother and not attend a prestigious gathering. Angelo is not even mentally prepared- of suddenly becoming a girl: much less wear a dress. Can everyone take things slowly? It’s better if the time just paused since he’s mentally and physically not prepared. When the two maids realize that their young master’s wife is adamant about not changing her outfit- the attendants can only resign with their madam’s choice of dress to wear.
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The two maids suggested- for their madam: to close her eyes as they unravel the cloth that is: made to cover the mirror, preventing their madam from seeing her reflection. Angelo obeyed the command of the maids and tightly closed his eyes. The two maids uncovered the mirror and told Angelo that he could now open his eyes. Angelo slowly opened his eyes and what greeted him in front was an image of a mesmerizing, enchanting, and appealing woman; even the ladies in his dream can’t win with the beauty that’s reflected in the mirror. Angelo can’t help but fall deeper with the image displayed in the mirror. It’s just too bad that he can’t marry himself. He examined Aimie’s face in the mirror; he couldn’t help but praise the maids for their skill in beautifying the girl. Aimie, whose eyes were accentuated more by the eyeliner- looks like an enchantress. While- the blush on her cheeks made her look fresh and youthful. Angelo smiled and gave the maid’s a nod of approv
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As the car finally came to a halt. The chauffeur promptly went out of the driver’s seat and opened the door of the automobile. Pulling the car door’s handle, the chauffeur then escorted the old madam. Angelo was full of expectations as to- what Mark’s mother would; look- like. His gaze was solely focused inside the car when the chauffeur opened its door; to see a glimpse of the old madam’s face but, since Aimie’s eyesight is not that good, all he could see was the silhouette of Aimie’s mother-in-law. When a foot that was wearing- a red stiletto heel with a ribbon wrap around its ankle finally stepped outside. Angelo gawk at the fascinating work of art. It was his first time to see such a perfect foot. The woman’s legs were also milky white- that his eyes almost went wide as saucers. Angelo; was then having doubts that the person- that arrived just now was not Mark’s mother instead this ugly being’s hidden mistress. When the owner of those- captivating, legs and bewit
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"Even though it's disgusting, think about the money you would get, Angelo. Just think about the money!" Mark’s mother; was made- speeches because of what her daughter-in-law had said, from how her son’s wife had declared her love for her son- it looks like they were in love and decided to marry each other all because they have feelings for each other. Mark’s mother would have believed everything given if; Mark wasn’t hopelessly in love with his long-time girlfriend just a couple of months ago. Mark and his long-time girlfriend were even planning on getting married this year for some unknown reason- her son married this; nameless girl- that she is having a conversation at the moment. Mark’s mother suspects; her son and this unfamiliar girl’s real- relationship. She would not allow; for them to make a fool out of her and, she would not be easily swayed- by their made-up illusions. “So you’re saying that you didn’t marr
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