(Serena's POV)"Hey, wake up." I heard a familiar voice. I felt cold hands on my arms, shaking me. I slowly opened my eyes to see a very angry Marcus.He sighed. "The next time you run off, it's over." He said and helped me up. I looked down and saw the bloody hole I fell into. Who digs a hole in the middle of a path?Wait... Did he save me? H-How-- my eyes landed on his injured leg, he's still sitting in his wheelchair."Let's go, my leg is aching."I instantly pushed his wheelchair, all the way to the house with him grumpy and mumbling how stupid I was. The sky went from a sunny morning to a grey dark."Shit." He cursed causing me to stop.Did he just curse at me? I didn't ask him to save my guts inside that Goddamn hole! Why does he keep saying the fact that I'm an idiot itself? With a scoff, I was about to scowl at him but suddenly look up. "It's going to rain." He said and turned his head to me. "I trust you have enough energy to run?" He asked and I nodded. The path is not c
(Serena's POV)The next day, the cyclone was still raging, which meant me and him stuck together in the villa.And after last night, I've been avoiding having contact with him at all. I walked to the huge study and started browsing books. The only good thing about my ex-husband was that he had huge collections of books. I smiled at books by my favorite author. I took one and curled up on the recliner.As I opened the book, the smell wafted through my nose. I always found the smell of old books... amazing."I wonder why I am not seeing you everywhere." I heard his voice and turned towards the door.He was standing there, walking towards the desk. Unlike other days, he was wearing faded jeans and a black t-shirt. He looked almost normal but for the sly in his eyes. However, his face looked weird.I frowned. "What's wrong?""Why do you assume something is wrong?" He looked quite surprised by my question."If everything was fine you would have a scowl on your face and your taunts would hav
(Serena's POV)The following morning, he resumed ignoring my presence all day long and wouldn't even look me in the eye. Given that, someone arrived on the island. Looking by their clothing, they must be Marcus's business partners. I became his maid the whole day, pushing his wheelchair while carrying his suitcase and documents. It seems like I'm back as his assistant. I always give what he needed but he never talk to me. Well, for me, this is better than listening to his words of wisdom.I was also surprised that they congratulate us for getting back together. I remained silent and he did the same. I'm tired to have a conversation with his visitor.How can they assume without checking the fact? Paparazzi is everywhere and any moment from now, our faces will be in the headline the very next day. Thankfully, he was not caught when he become a waiter for a day in Los Angeles.When my presence is not needed anymore, I exit the circle and head inside the house.I was sitting on a stool i
(Serena's POV)Pushing him, I slapped him hard. I received a glare from him. If he's angry, I'm more than angry. He thinks he can still control me. Well, he was mistaken about that."Get. Of. Me." I deadly glare at him but to no avail."NO." His firm 'no' makes me feel more furious.His brows are meeting together, his ragged breath, a thrummed heartbeat that was about to explode from his chest. He is extremely mad right now. This is the same expression I saw when he divorce me and when he throws those pictures in front of me."Your jealous."He smirks like a lunatic. "Thank you for figuring it out." A hint of sarcasm was in his voice."We're not married anymore, Marcus."How many times do I have to remind him of our situation? I'm not his wife anymore. I saw how his face slowly became soft. Did I hurt him again? This is the same expression when I said I will sell our wedding ring."Don't remind me." He whispered.I clenched my fist tightly and took a deep breath. "I have to, for you
(Serena's POV)Late on a Tuesday night, Marcus walked into my room like nothing had happened. Had he forgotten how I'd pushed him away? Our silent treatment lasted for a week. His cast was removed a few days ago and he can walk but only to be careful. It's getting closer to my freedom. But every time I glance at the calendar, it's saddening me for no reason.I am staying inside the house so much was messing with my line of thought. While Marcus has back his duty as a CEO. Everything seemed muddled and confusing and I began to worry for my own sanity. Any reminder of what my life used to be like was too painful and I'd rather do without it.An envelope was thrown onto my bed where I sat. I looked at Marcus in all his drunken glory and wrinkled my nose because of the strong stench of alcohol coming from him. I already warned him about drinking alcohol. But will he listen? Now that I declared to him I'm done with him? Pain hammered in my chest like a stung needle every time I kept reme
(Serena's POV)The cottage was ideal for two people who wanted to hide from the rest of the world and I fell in love with it immediately. It looked like something right out of a Disney fairytale with its wooden floors and walls. The structure itself was made of terracotta and the sloping roof was painted a homely red colour. The garden was full of orange blossoms and lavender, and keeping with the lavish Walton tradition, a Koi pond. There was a hammock in the garden too and that was where I spent most of my time, soaking up the sun. Marcus, on the other hand, spent hours and hours at their private beach, swimming and surfing on his own. He was one for water sports, that much I had figured out.His employees are already settled in their own cottage, while some was having fun near the beach.I was glad to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city, especially after what had happened at the airport. Marcus might already know about Nico. He's giving me the silent treatment again.
(Serena's POV)Lying in bed as the fused warm light of dawn now creeps down the summit. My head was everywhere. I cannot sleep a wink last night, not even closing my eyes for a second. My mind is empty.My heart is in pain.-Your job is done. Thank you for everything-His voice keeps running through my head. Every time I closes my eyes, his no emotions pale blue eyes stared at me like I was just a mere stranger to him now.It pains me.But I deserved it.Did I?A knock on the door jolted me on my bed. "Housekeeping."It's Marcus's servant.I let her in to change the bed sheet and clean the whole room while I am gazing down the balcony where Marcus's employees are having fun on their own.This is not a team building. It seems like a vacation for his people. I smiled to know that he still care about his people even though he does not express it while at the company.Here I am again... Thinking about Marcus.Finally, I'll be leaving him.This is what I want, this is what I was hoping
(Marcus's POV)The freedom I experience while riding a bike, no matter where I am or where I am going, is something special. On a cycle path, I never feel compelled to take the same path twice. I have the freedom to travel where my will leads.I can travel whenever, wherever, and as swiftly as I like. My travels are entirely dependent upon me though but didn't have enough time to think about it, personally."Marcus, let's take a break please, I'm already exhausted," Cheska whined like a child. She likes working out in a gym but cannot handle cycling. What's wrong with her?I sigh just as my momentum in nature and the beach was shattered by this woman who keeps following my shadow wherever I go. "Then, you shouldn't come with us."She whined like a brat again but I ignores her as I am focus on sightseeing the relaxing view of pine trees and the coastal beach.I know what is her intention in visiting me here. She talks about her new project way back at the party, she wanted me to spons
(Serena's POV)Then our wedding came. Everyone we know was invited and ecstatic about the wedding of the century. Suzy and Nick came before heading to Australia. They are temporarily staying at our house since Nick is avoiding his parents. So he sold off his condominium and decided to start with Suzy in the mansion.As for Sarah Fergus... Yes, she's my real mother. I accepted her with all my heart. And she's here now, taking care of me about what I need for my big day.She's so excited and cannot contain her happiness that we met before I married Marcus for the second time.Sunlight shone through the high windows of the church's bridal suite, lighting dust particles in the air like tiny flickers of gold. Nausea swirled in my belly, and I pressed a hand to my stomach and tried to breathe through it.It's our second wedding but I'm fucking nervous.I suddenly felt weird. I covered my mouth as nausea traveled up my throat."What's wrong?" Mom asked.I immediately hopped from my chair a
(Serena's POV)My hand was trembling while impatiently sitting in the car with Marcus. My heart was pounding furiously and I could not calm my nerves down due to nervousness. I'm actually contemplating whether to accept the DNA test with Mrs. Fergus but now that it's here, why not give it a try?Upon hearing Marcus say that she is my biological mother seems unrealistic for me. I did not expect that we would be blood-related or he could find my mother this early.I actually did not long for a mother but the little nervousness with a small excitement inside my chest was unexpected too.Before we could perform a DNA test, Marcus set up a meeting with Fergus. I'm also curious about her and my biological father. Marcus said that it seems Mr. Fergus is not my father.I really need answers.We arrived at the restaurant where Marcus settled an appointment with Fergus.Fergus is new in the business industry. They were from the Philippines and as their business was going well, they planned to h
(Marcus's POV)On our way back home, Siri rested her head on my chest as our fingers intertwined. Since she does look sobered now, I reprimanded her for clubbing with Suzy. I know she only wanted to comfort Suzy in this way since Suzy only relieved her stress by spending money on expensive kinds of stuff and liquors.Despite her efforts to comfort Suzy and calm her down, it did nothing for her.Actually, Nick visited me at my office to talk about Suzy and his parents. That's why I tag him along to fetch my wife and his wife, a drunkard.And thankfully, we're right in time. The couple needs to talk and seeing Suzy still has the energy to catfight, she's sobered enough to talk normally with her husband."Will she be okay?" Siri suddenly questioned. And I know who she meant by that."Hmm.""What if they will ask for a divorce this time?"Hearing the word divorce gives me a pain in my chest. I know one of them will be miserable, or both of them will if things go awry. "It's up to them.
(Serena's POV)Strobe lights, loud music from the speaker, waiter, and waitresses dressed skimpily with glowing trays of drinks, shots, and bottles of booze lined up at the counter bar, the smell of sweat and smoke wafting off our clothing.My nose crinkled when smoke invaded my nostrils.With the last shot from my beer, I took a glance at Suzy who was dancing with a group of people we didn't know. She's having fun. It's clearly evident on her smile that doesn't leave her face the very first step we stride inside the bar.I actually left a message to Marcus to fetch us two hours after we arrived here. I purposely didn't let Suzy bring her car for the reason that we would be both intoxicated once we exited this building.I've been eyeing Suzy the whole time. She's swaying her hips with the hip music in the background while carrying a glass of tequila. I predicted that it would be messed up and difficult for her to wake up tomorrow.It's her punishment. I let her enjoy tonight and prepa
(Serena's POV)The next morning, I decided to meet Cassandra and apologize for suspecting her of something horrible. After she found out my thoughts about her, having a hidden relationship with Marcus, she cracked up and couldn't believe her ears.In the end, she shared with me the plan she had with Marcus about the surprise wedding. Marcus decided to move earlier the wedding date which is before Christmas.After the discussion with Cassandra, she bid farewell as she needs to attend something important.I stayed in the restaurant, eating my croissant and milk tea. I've had my breakfast earlier but my stomach won't back off to the food in front of her. To be honest, I've been wondering if Suzy has already eaten breakfast. She was so damn wasted last night, even wailing when Marcus dropped her on her bed. She said she's nice but why do people keep hurting her?She was being dramatic last night and I ended up sleeping with her in the guest room. She wouldn't let go of my dress and demand
(Serena's POV)As Uncle Gregor continued throwing hurtful words, I slowly became uncomfortable and my hands began to tremble but I was more concerned about Marcus, seeing his reaction to his Uncle's attitude.Despite how uncomfortable it was, Marcus was almost losing it, and needed to calm him down so I held onto his hand which he had clenched into a fist.As soon as Marcus noticed my warm hand, his fist slowly loosely unclenched before glancing at me. It was only after his blue eyes met mine, I lightly shook my head as a sign for him to take it easy. He slowly calmed his nerves down as a middle-aged man approached us."Mr. Storm.""Nice seeing you again, Gregor and Marcus's fiancee, but Marcus...""Yes?" Marcus's voice seemed relaxed now."Grab a drink with me," said Mr. Storm as he tapped Marcus on the shoulder. "There's someone else I'd like you to meet.""Of course," Marcus said with confidence, then looked over at me. I nod to him to let him go, gesturing to him I'm going to be
(Serena's POV)Hearing his demand made my blood boil in rage. He only thinks about his relationship with Becker, not the condition of his only daughter."She's your daughter, not mine. Take her with you nicely. If she won't, I will stop you from planning to meet those two." Marcus spoke out with his gritted teeth."Cut the bullshit and drag her here now!""They have already come up with a decision. They are adult enough to make a decision. It's their marriage, leave them alone. Isn't it enough that you forced those two to tie the knot unwillingly? What kind of parent are you."Unable to hear him nonchalantly express himself, I abruptly ended the call and dropped the phone on the bed. Marcus didn't complain as he only buried his face in his hands with a heavy sigh.I know Suzy only now wanted to be with Shaine. Marcus let her stay here for the sake of her well-being. She's torn enough to live alone. At least here, we are with her to help her get through her troubles.I rested my chin o
(Marcus's POV)When morning came, I opened my eyes and slowly dropped my head to the side to watch the beauty next to me. Siri had only covered half her lower body, leaving her upper body exposed as she lay on her side.Wanting to get the hair that covered her face out of the way, I stretched my hand but right when it reached her, she groaned and held onto it."Good morning, gorgeous," I said, having an even deeper connection with her after our passionate night together after a while.I just couldn't believe that she thought I cheated on her.When she opened her eyes and tried to get closer to my body, she hissed at the soreness all over her body. I jokingly pointed out that had she been working out like me, she wouldn't have felt that way. Because of my joke, I get slapped on my chest.I then moved my face closer and kissed her on the cheek. She closed her eyes and held onto my neck. The joy of seeing her in my arms brings a smile to my countenance."Last night was beautiful," I said
(Serena's POV)His hands are all over my body as I grip his face, causing our tongues to intertwine in a wonderful dance. His chest was covered by all of my hands. He kissed me from the top of my cheek to the base of my neck. His hot breath and the gentle caress of his lips drove me mad. They make contact with my neck and start burning. While giving me harsher and more intense kisses, he slid his fingers over my hair.A moan erupts from my mouth.His other hand slides around my waist and pulls me close to his addictive-scented body. He feathered kisses on my shoulders and in my hair. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be.When there was no more room between us, I slid my fingers down his spine and pulled him closer till our breaths mixed and I could feel his heart racing against my chest. The fact that I could make him feel that way made my insides bounce with joy. I separate myself and inhale quickly and shallowly. My insides caught fire at the way he loo