Chapter 2
“Celeste,” I could not move. Aside from being puzzled, his sudden action stunned me. I almost held my breath while he was hugging me too tight as if he cannot afford to lose me. I'm pretty sure that I don't know him— aside from the fact that he is the CEO of this company and I am applying as his secretary. “I miss you so d*mn much,” my brows crossed. Then, I remember what the other applicants were talking about earlier. Celeste. That's probably his dead fiancé. But why would he hug me? I am not Celeste. “Mr. Coh—” my eyes widened and quickly pushed him away from me. All the blood from my entire body went on my face and painted it up. The secretary looks stunned by her face right now. Her lips were circled while she could not even say anything. “I-I'm not Celeste,” I said to Mr. Cohen. He was still giving me those soft eyes of someone who lost the most precious gem in his life. I moved my eyes away and glanced at his secretary before she could even think something differently by what she witnessed. “W-What you saw— it’s not what you think,” I said, trying to erase whatever she's thinking right now. “Am I dreaming?” She uttered. I crossed my brows in front of her. This was Mr. Cohen's exact reaction when he saw me earlier. “What's your name?” Mr. Cohen captured my eyes back to him. There was still softness from his eyes, as if he was melting like ice. “I'm Dahlia Savedra,” I introduced myself. “I'm here to apply as your new secretary.” I painted a small smile on my lips. He only greeted his teeth and turned his back at me. They are both being weird, especially this billionaire CEO. He just hugged me earlier and now he's acting like a jerk. Breathe, Dahlia. You need a job or else, you're gonna sleep on the street. “Am I not hired?” I asked. My heart was being squeezed a bit, scared that he might say yes. I don't know what to do in this hellish life of mine if I don't get this job. I smiled bitterly while I was facing his broad back. “That's fine. I'll get goi—” “Tell all the applicants to go home,” he cut me out and eyed his current secretary. “Huh?” “You can also resign now,” he added with his hands inside his pockets. “What do you mean, Sir? You're not yet done hiring a new one to replace me,” the secretary said, a bit confused. Then his eyes suddenly shifted back to me, which made me feel goosebumps and made my chest race. “She's hired,” it was like music to my ears. Those two words keep echoing inside my head. I am hired? I have a job? I have a fvcking job! “I'll tell them the great news,” she gave me a tiny smile. I swear, that tiny smile speaks something else. She's not glad that I was hired. In fact, her eyes were a bit gloomy and can see fear through. She combed her wolf cut hair with her hand before leaving us alone inside. My chest almost jumped when I caught him still looking at me. But then, it seems like he doesn't care at all if I catch him eyeing me. “W-When should I start?” I asked to break the deafening silence. “Tomorrow,” he replied coldly. I noticed his hand clenching while still giving me those brown eyes of his. Those eyes were speaking what he wanted to say. I can feel that he was trying to hold himself. “I'll discuss the salary tomorrow,” he said and finally moved his eyes away from me. “Sure. I'll go ahead now, thank you.” I simply bowed my head, stopping myself from smiling widely. I still can't believe that I got hired! My eyes widened. I felt my entire body suddenly become a statue. His hand on my wrist felt like electricity that ran through my spine. My heart started to race and I couldn't stop it. I was facing the door and was about to leave when he grabbed my wrist. Right now, he was facing my back and I couldn't even look back. “S-Sir,” I uttered nervously as I mustered the courage to finally face him. D*mn. Did I mention how handsome Mr. Cohen is? From his thick black brows, to his manipulative and obsessive eyes that every woman will surely be enticed with, to his perfect nose that everyone in this world would dream of, to his seductive red lips that a woman would always crave, down to his body that was well built with his masculinity. Even his two block hair cut suits him so much. There was only a small distance between us, which made me smell his perfume even more. I was right. The scent that I smelled as soon as I sat a foot here was his. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said with his soft baritone voice and gently let go of my wrist. We exchanged our gaze for a moment. There was a part of him that wanted to tell me something but he couldn't. I nodded before I headed out. It was not a surprise when I saw nobody outside but her secretary with curly brown hair. She was already getting all her things on the desk. I guess I will now replace her. “Congratulations,” she said and drew a soft smile. “Thanks,” I replied. Something just feels off. I chose to ignore that and began to walk away. The important thing is that I was hired. This is my last card and it finally worked. I guess I will not be sleeping on the street. “Don't fall for him,” I froze from the moment she said that. “What?” I chuckled and faced her. Why would I fall for Mr. Cohen? “I'm talking about Mr. Cohen,” she said. Now, she's directly looking at me with those worried eyes. “I'm not saying this because I hate you, Dahlia. Seeing you melts my heart because I can see h—” she stopped, refraining herself from telling me something that I don't know. “I'm sure you heard about his fiancé. Please know that she will never be erased in his heart,” she said instead. I simply smirked. “Don't worry. I have no plan of falling in love. I just want to earn money and live my life,” I assured her before I finally turned my back again and left the company. There is something bothering me. All their actions and reactions after seeing me bothers me. She was not even surprised when she first saw me in the morning. Or maybe because she was not really paying attention to me? I took a sigh. None of this matters, Dahlia. What matters is that I am now employed and I can finally pay my bills and provide my own food. I went home after getting hired. I have to rest before I start working there tomorrow. I took a cab on my way back home. However, as soon as I came out of the cab, I saw some men carrying a lot of furniture. At first, I ignored it, thinking that one of my neighbors purchased it. But then, my feet froze when I saw them barging into my apartment with its door opened. “Excuse me, what are you doing?” I asked when I quickly ran upstairs and approached one of them. “And how did you open my room?” I was indeed in awe and puzzled. I don't understand any of this. What the hell is going on? “The landlady opened it,” the man answered. I chuckled. “I'm sorry, but I think you delivered those to the wrong apartment? These are not mine, I'm not purchasing anything.” Oh, yeah. Because I am fucking broke right now. “Are you not Dahlia Savedra?” The man asked, checking a paper. My brows crossed. “I am Dahlia Savedra,” I said. “Then these are yours,” he replied, ending the conversation quickly while I was still in awe, processing everything. “Hold on!” She exclaimed, which made the man stop. “Who sent this? I don't know anyone who will give me these things. Is it Charlotte?” She's the only one I know who can do this. But it's unlikely that she will do such a thing. “No. It's… what's the name again? Wait,” he checked the paper again. “Ohhh. It's Mr. Sean Cohen,” the man said with a huge smile on his face. My jaw just dropped. My boss sent all of this? itsclarixassEpilogue1 month later…“It's been a while, Sean.” I muttered as I placed the flowers on top of his tombstone. I paused when I felt how the cold breeze embraced me and I felt like it was Sean. It sounds crazy, I know. But then, for the past month that Sean is gone, I never really felt like he really left us. There are these weird moments where I feel like he was around me, responding to any of my thoughts through the wind. “Perhaps you and Celeste are really destined forever,” I added and made a chuckle before my eyes landed at Celeste's tombstone beside Sean as well. I was the one who decided to bury him beside Celeste. Well, I know that Celeste has a biggest place in his heart and this is where everything started. If it is not for Emman, I would feel like I was only an extra to their love story—perhaps, I am Sean's side story. I placed other flowers at Celeste's tombstone as well. Looking at her tombstone reminds me of the day I witnessed how miserable Sean was because of his de
Chapter 80“I'm sorry, Dahlia…” Nathan uttered to me right after I still brought Sean to the hospital. He eyed me with so much despair, mourning already while I was standing there with my tears couldn't stop from pouring out of my eyes. “I'm afraid what we fear just happened,” he added. The moment I heard that from Nathan, I fell on the ground, losing all my strength. I wanted to scream but I felt like I lost my voice. I wanted to cry aloud but I felt like I had no strength to. My world shattered into a million pieces again and it felt like everything just stopped. “I'm sorry,” Nathan's voice cracked. He tried to hug me, but I moved away and quickly stood up to see Sean once again. “Sean,” I called, feeling so weak. I wanted to hear his voice and see his smile that I used to admire, but then, I knew that it is not possible anymore, which breaks me even more. My hands were shivering but I managed to grasp his now cold hands. He died while he was with me to the place where he first
Chapter 79“They want to see you, Sean.” I uttered. Emman was still with us, sitting on the other side of the bed. He looked away, and I knew that he didn't want to see them or should I say, he didn't want them to see him looking feeble like this. I heaved a light sigh while still holding his hand. “Don't you want to see them? They have been worried about you, especially Ford.” I mentioned trying to convince him. He shut his eyes firmly before he finally made a nod at me. “Really?” I asked delightedly. “Yeah,” he replied. I smiled from ear to ear after hearing that.“Hold on, I'll call them.” I quickly said before I ran out of the room to call the three of them waiting downstairs. “Can you calm down? You'll see him,” I heard Charlotte say to Ford who was walking endlessly in front of them. “He wants to see you,” I said, loud enough for them to hear me. All their eyes shifted at me from upstairs while I was wearing a soft smile, feeling a glimpse of hope. After a few weeks of no
Chapter 78I was staring at the coffee in front of me, watching it become cold. I am at home now. Later, I will go back to Sean's house to look after him again. I feel tired, but I know that it is not because of taking care of Sean; I'm tired of seeing him struggling and hearing his screams each day. I feel like it traumatized me. His screams stay in my head and I still hear it wherever I am. “You okay?” Knox asked and sat beside me. I had to pull myself back together as I don't want to worry him. “Yeah, I think so.” I replied as I forced myself to draw a tiny smile. “Are you sure? I know you, Dahlia. You can't hide things from me,” he added and I felt his hand invade my hand on the table. That was the moment I glanced at him—and in one snap, I felt my eyes watered immediately. I look like a kid who cries automatically after seeing her father. “Perhaps, not.” I replied. Knox did what he always does. He pulled me closer to him and hid my face on his broad chest. I began to sob and
Chapter 77“AHHHHHHH!” “Sean, please! Let's bring you to the hospital!” I exclaimed for the third time while everything was a mess inside his room. I couldn't do anything while he was shouting in pain and crumpling on his bed. He looks so pale and weak and yet I couldn't do anything to help him out. He was panting, chasing his breath before he just grabbed the bread knife from the side table of his bed and now glanced at me, pointing me out with that damn knife. “Kill me, Dahlia! Just fucking kill me, please!” At that moment that he was almost begging me to just kill him, I felt how many daggers pierced my chest that I knew it was bleeding so much. My tears began to betray me again while staring at Sean. His eyes were glazing over while he was holding the bread knife so tight. “What are you waiting for? K-Kill me! AHHHHHH!” The knife fell from his grasp as he screamed again and started to crumple in so much pain on his bed. “Sean,” my voice broke as I went beside him and held hi
Chapter 761 month later…Some people hate to stare right through the sky when it is too bright. They get blind from it and the sky's brightness is hurting their eyes. But then, I am different. Watching how each cloud moved slowly in front of me felt like it was dragging me along with it as well. Seeing the beautiful color of the sky along with the sunshine shining upon us captivates me entirely. I heaved a heavy sigh as I closed my eyes calmly, feeling the heat of the sun shining upon my skin. I just offered myself there, laying down on the sand and enjoying the peace. I could hear the noises of the people around me who were having their own worlds but nothing can beat the deafening but mesmerizing sound of the ocean’s waves. I could hear every move of it, back and forth. The sand on my skin was so gentle that I felt even more comfortable with it. “Wake up, woman.” My eyes remained closed even after hearing that voice. I don't need a minute to identify whose voice is that. I heard