(Serena's POV)It's been four hours since we brought Marcus here to the UCLA Medical Center. And my anxiety about his safety was expanding every minute that he's been treated inside the ER. Together with Lance, Marcus's driver and assistant for a long time is with me as I am worried about Marcus's condition.My hands were shaking in fear, my pounded heart was about to explode, and tears won't stop streaming down my face, was evident that I'm so damn scared that something worst might happen to him. Fear was brought back to mine, every time his appearance, lying on the ground, blood from his head dripping down the street, causing me to feel regretful for avoiding him from the very beginning."He is going to be alright, Miss Serena."I turned to Lance, he was leaning on the opposite wall with his arms crossed on his chest, he looks relaxed. I mean, he remained his composure since earlier and it pisses me off, to see him not worrying about Marcus.I stood up from the blue bench, "Is he?
(Serena's POV)My mind went blank at his statement. Did I just hear him correctly? He wants me what? "W-What?" I asked again. Maybe I was just hearing things and my ears are having an impairment."Take responsibility for me." He exposed his arrogant mug. My mouth was left hanging."Why me?" I asked confused as tried to recollect things.He shrugged, "Who else would be?""Lance?"He made a long face. "Is he the one I'm chasing?""I'm not the one who crashed you with a car." I throw my bag onto the couch."But you are the reason why I crossed the road."I rolled my eyes, "You're not a kid that doesn't know to glance left and right before crossing the streets.""Will you really put the blame on me?""I--" What are you doing, Serena? Will you really blame him because he's an idiot who didn't know to cross the road?I hesitated to answer him.Yes, I am partially at fault for his injuries right now but... Will I take the responsibility? I run my hands through my hair as I took a glance
(Marcus's POV)I'd been smiling silently every time I met her frustrated chocolate brown eyes. I know she will feel uncomfortable staying at our love nest. That mansion is where our love grows and I want her to realize that everything is still possible for us.Yeah, I'm desperate. But the accident is not part of my plan. I just used the accident to still keep her with me while recovering from my injuries.I live alone. My parents both died in a car accident when I was nineteen. But my Nana, which is my nanny who takes care of me since I was four was still living with me, and she's old enough to take care of a grown man like me, so Serena is my choice.This will give me a chance to bring her back into my life.I know she's pissed off right now. But yeah... I'm really desperate.After five hours, we landed in Philadelphia. Lance and Serena help me get into the wheelchair before we exit my private plane. The downpour started in the early evening, a heavy pelting of water that thundered ag
(Serena's POV)As soon as I got off the car, the vague memories flashes back to me. This is what I'm scared the most.Just the thought of coming back here broke my heart. The place where our love blooms but also the place where my heart is torn into pieces."How are you?" Nana asked.I missed her so much.Wiping my tears before I calm myself from weeping. "I'm... I'm doing good, Nana.""I don't know the story but I'm glad that you're back, Serena." She stroked my hair and wipes my tears like a loving mother. How I wished I have a mother to comfort me in my miserable life. I missed Nana so much.Wrapping my arms around her, I sob into her shoulder. I really need this. I really needed someone I can express all my distress. I need a mother figure.She continued caressing my back, to ease my sadness, my pain in everything about my life."You lost weight, darling." She whispered into my ears.I chuckled, "A-Am I? Then, I s-succeeded in my diet."She slaps my back harshly and I winced in p
(Serena's POV)Sweats furiously streamed down my spine like a spring waterfall, especially on my temple. With a ragged breath, I inhale and exhale deeply as I tried to calm my inner soul. I can't think straight because he's blowing my mind with just one sentence.Did he mean to undress him? By me?"Siri?"I was startled at his manly voice. "I-I'll call Lance!" As fast as the thunder and lightning, I run towards the door."Lance is out of town!"I stop. "Kevin?" His gardener."His wife has given birth yesterday, he's on leave.""Mr. Sandoval!""Don't you have a conscience? It's the old man's bedtime, give him some rest."Damn it!I know, I went overboard for mentioning his sixty-one years old personal butler but... They are the only men living in this huge house. Wait... Why am I in a panic mode? He's my ex-husband, we're married before. I already saw his... His... His little snake... or big snake, I think? There is no point in getting uncomfortable, Serena. But he's doing this on
(Serena's POV)I toss and turn in bed countless amount of times, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in but I'm still not satisfied. I let out a groan, finally giving up on trying to sleep. I know it's because of my nagging thoughts that are contributing to my lack of sleep, more than anything else.My mind flashes back to what happened last night. Heat flushes into my face and groaned in frustration. Why...Why did I give in easily?Why I cannot resist his touch?Just why Serena?Thank God! Nana disturbed us.This is the same situation when he suddenly kissed me while yelling at my mistake as his assistant. That moment brings back memories. He brought me into the past. Those feelings, that itchy thing in my chest.I hate this.This makes me even more worried. I adjust my pillow, as I sink down into its softness, trying to find some sort of comfort.What if Marcus is just doing this so that I lower my guard? I keep telling myself that I'm being absurd and overthinking eve
(Serena's POV)I sat on the couch staring at the fireplace. This was some real shit... He's planning to have a business meeting somewhere without me. What's the point of my presence here, who supposedly nurse him, just as he commanded days ago?"Ah, ready on time." I heard his sarcastic voice.As I spun around, I saw him, again in a suit, but with damp hair. He couldn't be going to that island without me, right?As soon as the household staff were off hearing distance, he said, "Pack your thing--" "Done."He stared at me with a question face. Anyone would be stunned to know that his ex-wife is taking care of him as a so-called nurse for responsibility. I hated him for enjoying my discomfort, for having that silent conniving smile on his face.After trying to think of a retort, all I managed to come up with was, "Well Mr. Walton, did you forget to inform me that you're going out for work?" and spun around walking towards the car.In less than a few strides he was right behind me and he
(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)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