Elyana's POVI had to cover my chest while I let Felicity clean my wounds. He was slowly removing the peeled, soft skin using a Q-tip in a downward direction. While he does, my mind doesn't want me to rest with so many thoughts and questions that I was frightened to let out, especially when he was around, but as minutes passed by, I couldn't take it anymore, and curiosity won."Can I ask something?""Go on," he answered without a second thought."D-do you feel awkward right now with what you're doing?" I let out."No," he responded quickly."And how about that time you helped me?""W-what do you mean? The time I pulled out of the tub?""Y-yes." I stammered. "I-I'm just wondering—you saw me fully naked at that time, and now you're helping me clean my wounds without knowing when I'm almost naked," I cleared out.He stopped poking my skin with a Q-tip and answered. "Why, if you were in the same situation, would you still think about what the person was wearing? Would you still think if th
Elyana's POV"Is there something wrong? Why are you looking at me like that, Elyana?" Felicity caught me when I was looking at him intently.We were in the dining area having dinner at that time, and when he asked, I looked away as fast as I could to avoid his gaze. I tried to put my attention on the food on my plate and acted like I didn't hear what he said, but knowing him, there was no escaping.I saw from my periphery how he put his fork down and wiped the corner of his lips with his pinky finger that was slightly raised. I tried to shift my attention to Quintin, who joined us that night for dinner. Although he was busy praising our cook and flirting with the young maids."If you're wondering what those suitcases are for, those are my things. If you want to know why, how, what, and who told me to bring those here... well, your parents did," he explained, raising his left eyebrow.That was the same moment I looked at him. I wanted to ask why, but he continued talking with the answer
Third-Person POVFelicity lied about where he was going; instead of going to his room, he followed Quintin to the living room. Just like Elyana, he got curious about the person calling Quintin, and he listened to his gut feelings that it was something he needed to know.Quintin answered the call, but before pressing accept on the screen, he made sure there was no one around that could see or hear him, and he didn't see Felicity hiding in the corner."What are you doing there?!" An angry man asked the other line right after he heard a tone indicating his call had connected."Where?" Quintin asked coldly. He pretended not to know what he was asking."You're with my wife again, Quintin. What are you doing there in their house?" The man on the line furiously asked."Correction, Wilhem, she's your ex-wife. I think you forgot, but wait—how did you know I'm here? And what do you mean by again?" Quintin frowned as he emphasized every word coming out of his mouth."That's not your business, Gen
Elyana's POV"How was it?" I just got out of the room where the laser treatment was undergone when Felicity sprinted in front of me to ask me this.It had been a week since I burned my skin in the hot tub, and that day was my dermatologist appointment. I was with him after he insisted on coming to make sure I would be safe.Frankly, it has been hard to understand him lately. Ever since he moved to the mansion, he surpassed my mother when it came to taking care of me. He overreacted when I forgot to take my medicines, and if he heard I had planned on going somewhere."It's fine. It didn't hurt," I answered as I walked to the counter to give my payment."Then good!" he uttered, breathing a sigh of relief. With his reaction, he was like a worried parent who took his child to the doctor for the first time.After my appointment with the derma, I had to go to the psychiatric doctor for my second session. Felicity didn't know that I had scheduled a session for counseling that day, and my prob
Elyana's POVI instantly panicked when I didn't see him on the table. I went inside to double-check because all the tables inside were not visible from the outside of the store, but right after I walked in, an angry gay popped up out of nowhere, stunning me."Where have you been?" he asked. It was evident in his eyes how furious he was when he looked at me, making me feel frightened."I-I just looked for a store nearby to buy tissue. They don't have tissue paper inside the restroom here, and I used the restroom of the convenience store." I lied, stammering."Liar," he whispered with a smirk, but enough for somebody that close to hear. "Where have you been?" he asked while maintaining his furious eyes on me.The way he asked that question, it seemed he knew I was lying. The clinic where I went was only across the street, and he made me think that he was the person looking at me when I went out of the door.I was forced to admit where I came from because of the conclusion I created. I wa
Third-Person POVFelicity went back to his room and immediately looked for his cellular phone inside his bag. When he found it, he immediately dialed a number, and after a few rings, someone who seemed to have just woken up answered on the other line."Are you busy today?" Felicity asked, he didn’t want to waste more time and wanted to jump into the real purpose of why he called him.“N-no, not today. I’m planning to visit my nephews—but that can wait until the afternoon,” Quintin answered while stretching his body before sitting down on the side of his bed and checking the time on his watch."Oh, great." Felicity sighed. "Elyana is going to the mall today. Now that we finally confirmed Lucas is stalking her, we can't ensure her safety," the matchmaker continued."Don't worry about that, I know people who can help us make sure she will be safe," Quintin assured him."I will leave it to you then. Don't forget to update me. I'll be in my office," Felicity responded, and he ended the call
Elyana's POVOn our way to the mall, I couldn't stop thinking about who was calling Felicity. He seemed bothered while busy with his phone, and when it rang, he suddenly excused himself, leaving me alone at the table.I could feel something was going on—something seemed not right, but I was afraid to dig it up with him because he would surely not like it. Maybe giving him time would help.We got stuck in the traffic. Good thing I was with the most talkative servants we have, and she didn't stop entertaining us with all her silly stories.Daldalita was constantly babbling about so many things on our whole trip, and I took that time to ask their opinions for our Christmas party planning. About the games we could do, food to serve, and the best price for the winnersWhile listening to them brainstorm, I couldn't help but think about Felicity. My best friend is the most talkative and energetic person I know, but that morning, it seemed I was facing a different person.When we arrived at o
Third-Person POV Around three in the morning in London, Lucas felt his cellular phone vibrating. He put it on silent mode before going to sleep and placed it on top of the bedside table next to him.Lucas reached for it with one hand to check why it was vibrating at that hour. There was an unknown number calling, but with the digits that he memorized, he knew who it was by that time.He immediately sat on the side of the bed and walked out of the room to answer the call.He had no idea why he was calling at such an hour. It was something he forbade him to do because Diane would be around and because the vibration would wake her up, had no choice but to answer the call and go outside."Why are you calling this late?" he asked almost in a whisper while walking down the stairs."S-Sorry, boss, I forgot the time difference," Ignacio replied, the man he paid to follow Elyana in the Philippines ever since she flew back to the country.He had truly forgotten, and because he had an importan
Elyana's POVThat feeling of returning trauma filled my heart with so much fear that Daldalita could do what she said. It was clear to me, in my mind and heart, that of all the people close to me, Felipe, next to my parents and my son, was the person I couldn't live without.'He's only ours. For my son—mine!' My thoughts were accelerating. I was ready to hurt anyone who would try to take Felipe from us. My son needs him. He couldn't sleep without his dad at night. I need him to do that. I need him. My tears continued falling down my cheeks. I covered my face using both my hands and as I did so, I heard whispers in the background that made me feel like they were mocking me. My chest tightened as I heard their whispers. There were so many that I couldn't focus on a single noise.It was deafening, echoing inside my ears. I cried until I could no longer breathe. I felt someone's hand on my shoulder, but that stronger urge to do something to make our servant take back what she said was
Elyana's POVWe boarded the plane before nine o'clock in the evening. Mixed emotions were stirring up inside my heart. I was excited that we finally got back home and, at the same time, worried about Helen and that I couldn't get back to her before she got a chance to hold my son, just like she wished for. I wanted to fulfill that as soon as I could. I knew my parents would understand and they would help me sort everything out for Aqui to meet Helen. I was that preoccupied when I saw Felipe staring suspiciously at me. I frowned and he immediately looked away. He took his cellphone out of his pocket like nothing and started scrolling through it. I thought that was it, but it happened a few times during the flight and whenever I caught him, he would try to ignore me. I tried ignoring him as well and pretended it wasn't bothering me until I fell asleep.We arrived in the Philippines before lunch after the plane stopped over in Dubai because Dad asked the pilot to pick up a package fro
Elyana's POV"Thank you so much for coming all the way here to visit me, Ellie. I really thought we wouldn't get a chance to see each other again after all the mess that happened. Despite that, there were things for which I was thankful as well that happened. When you left, I also found the courage to end my ties with Lucas' father. It was the best decision I ever made in life in my entire existence and thanks to you," Helen told me while holding both of my hands tightly. I was touched by Helen's words. We had a long conversation, but those were the messages that my brain couldn't forget the most."Time for your medicine, Miss Helen." We got interrupted when the nurse announced this. I gave them space. I checked my time and saw that it had been more than an hour since Felipe and I arrived. I waited for Helen to finish drinking her medicine before telling her that I would be going. "It's still early. Stay here and I will ask the cook to prepare dinner for you and Felipe," she insis
Third-Person's POVThree knocks on the front door interrupted Lucas, who was working on his laptop in the living room. He frowned as he wondered who was outside at around two o'clock in the afternoon when he was not expecting anyone that day. It had been a month since they moved into that house and only a few trustworthy people knew that location. He concluded it was their cleaner, but she had already gone there to clean the other day. He had no choice but to check who it was because they didn't have a servant around after he sent her and the driver to get their groceries. He went to the front door. When he was a few steps away from the door, the person outside tried knocking again. Lucas opened the door and his eyes widened when he saw who was outside. A short silence went in between the two. He could not believe he would be seeing her again after visiting the Philippines a few months ago. He couldn't hide how much he was captivated by how much she had changed since then, and beca
Third-person's POV Elyana's parents agreed to her plan to visit Lucas' mother, Helen. The old lady had been kind to their daughter since she first stepped into Wilhem's household. They both knew how close their daughter had become to the lady, and they did not want Elyana to have any regrets about not seeing her for the last time. "I heard you're leaving." Elyana was in the nursery, busy with the book she hadn't finished yet. Her parents were both in an online meeting, which is why she was the one giving Aqui company at that time. She was so caught up in her reading that she did not notice that Felipe had already entered the room. When Elyana turned to look at him, she saw a gloomy expression on his face. She wanted to ask why, but the question he asked already had the answer. "Yes, I will tomorrow. Dad has already fixed everything; a private plane will take me there to make it hassle-free for me, so there is nothing to worry about," Elyana replied. She went back to reading aft
Elyana's POVOf all the people in the mansion, Dad was the one who couldn't hide his anticipation of Felicity's decision to change. He was trying to change his entire self by altering his way of talking and walking and avoiding the gestures of his hands when he spoke. He also wanted us to call him Felipe instead of Felicity since that day, which I found quite suspicious because I often caught him talking seriously to my dad in different parts of the mansion before that happened. The only problem was that I didn't get a chance to know what they had been discussing all those times. They kept choosing places where it was hard to eavesdrop. I already asked my mom if she knew anything about what they were discussing, but she told me she had no idea.My curiosity grew because of the answer I got from her. A few days before his transformation, I caught them in the garden again when I went outside the veranda after deciding to continue reading the novel I started.I changed my plans and imm
Elyana's POVI couldn't be deceived. I looked sharply at him again from head to toe to take one last scan. I was sure he wasn't wearing a contact lens to fool me like that."Ellie? What are you doing? Why are you looking at Felix like that?" My mother panicked right after seeing what I was doing. "Did both of you have a misunderstanding again?" Mom continued, but I didn't have a plan to answer any of them.I just stared at him. He also did the same. I knew he was the one who would eventually give in. I wouldn't let him win anyway.I started counting in my head, and when I was only halfway from reaching ten, I saw the man in front of me grin before laughing out loud. "I really can't fool you. Hmp!" I knew it! He lost it. He returned to his normal shrill and slurred-crazy voice in no time."W-wait...what's going on here?" My mother asked us in confusion."Oh, come on, Auntie! Don't be too slow," Felicity told my mom. My mother's eyes widened as she realized what was happening."Oh,
Elyana's POV "I was calling you. Why were you not answering? You made me so worried." I thought I was hallucinating that I was hearing Felicity's voice, but he was truly there. Felicity carried me, laid me back on the bed in a more comfortable position, tucked me in, and gave me painkillers. He was scolding me while he was doing those, but the pain I was feeling was too much and I couldn't focus on anything he was telling me aside from what he said he heard me scream; that's why he knocked. I couldn't say anything while he was firing me with words. I was too dizzy at that moment to respond to him. As I waited for the medicine to take effect, I heard Felicity cleaning the broken glass on the floor. I had no choice but to stay on the bed while hearing my son cry from the next room; however, I couldn't do anything at that moment. I waited for a few more minutes before the pain truly vanished. Aqui had already calmed down, but I was still bothered so I decided to get out of bed.
Elyana's POVMy day went fast, but the night seemed so long. Felicity didn't come home just like he said, but without Bakla around, the house was like a different place.It seemed I was searching for his presence and Aqui, who got used to spending the night with him, kept on waking up from time to time, crying. He might be searching for him too and even though Dad was the one hugging him to sleep already, he still wasn't satisfied.Around eleven that night, we all woke up when Aqui cried so loud. My parents were the ones who slept in the nursery and I'd pumped enough milk for him to drink the whole night. I wasn't supposed to go to the nursery to check on him because I knew my parents did know what to do, but his cries were bothersome.I rushed over to see why he was crying. My parents were attempting to put him back to sleep. Dad was the one carrying him and rocking him gently in his arms. Mom was the one singing him a song, yet my son didn't want to hush.I want to take him and try