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2024-10-29 19:42:56“This may sound crazy but the both of you know exactly how I’m obsessed with him. After reading the news that you were engaged to him, V, struck me like a lightning bolt. But the words you said a minute ago… they lit me up. Let me prevent him from falling in love with you. I’ll make him love me instead.”
With Missy’s words, she sounded slightly psychotic and crazy. But on the other hand, she was the perfect candidate – a strong barrier between her and William. The way she spoke proved she was sincere. Valentine nodded aggressively, agreeing.
“Perfect. M, all you have to do is talk to him but don’t get too close because that might cause serious issues,” Valentine warned. If William’s reputation was slightly ruined by her own brother, what’s more if Missy jumped in abruptly into the picture?
“Don’t worry, V.” Missy beamed.
“Are you both serious?” Delilah i
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Her words caused silence inside the kitchen. It was only her who knew nothing about the agreement. It was William who knew nothing about Valentine informing her friends too. The two girls stifled their laugh by clearing their throat and coughing.“You aren’t going to have babies?” Sofie queried. Her brows were raised, causing wrinkles to form on her forehead. Her thin lips shaped into a small circle in surprise. ““Well… we don’t have plans yet?” Valentine fidgeted, she noticed her reply was more like a question than an answer.“What?” Based on Sofie’s reaction, she was dumbfounded. Her hold released from William’s arm.“What Valentine’s trying to say is we haven’t talked about babies. For now, we’ll be enjoying our lives, travel around the world on my vacation days, go on dates and hang out with her friends. Babies take too much time so we agreed on not havin
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The teenagers apologized after that. To prove that Valentine was indeed not in love with him – she experienced no butterflies fluttering inside her stomach filled with bits of pizza. She rolled her eyes.“Valentine?” His eyes bore into hers, making her nervous.She looked away. “Yeah?”“Let’s go to the garden.” He stood up and walked steps farther away from her. He was leaving her. In fact, he wanted her to follow him.Hurriedly, she wiped her lips with the tissue and followed him. As she got outside, she instantly thought he had left her. She followed the row of sunflowers, leading her to the back part of the pizza place which was the garden. There were benches made of bamboos with shades and a fountain in the middle. She was quite enthralled; it wasn’t merely a pizza place, it was also a tourist spot. Starting from its traditional look of using bamboos as furniture and the main materials for building
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By that moment, Valentine at once decided that her plan with Missy must begin. As luck would have it, she had Missy by her side who willingly volunteered to be the one who was going to steal William from her. As a matter of fact, Valentine was actually willing as well to push William to her own friend.If Missy was willing to take William’s heart, she would be obviously willing to bear his child.“Okay, I shall provide you a child only when I’m ready.” It was another lie. She was never ready for a child. She wasn’t going to let one ruin her entire future.They returned to Sofie’s restaurant as William bought food for Mary and her mother. The girls had little to no time to interact with each other. Valentine said she’d be on shift by tomorrow morning, which caused the other two to smile.They headed back home afterwards. Mary pulled Valentine into a hug, repeatedly saying that she had missed her. William gave her t
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Just when Valentine was about to sit down on the front passenger’s seat, Missy whispered to her that she wanted to be the one who’ll sit with William for the rest of the ride. Valentine, understanding fully that it was all part of their plan, agreed.Missy was the one who kept bombarding William with questions about where he had come from, what he does during work, if he gets to receive a good pay and what it would feel like to be a famous millionaire. After her questions, she started cracking jokes that were not too funny. Because of this, Valentine and Delilah was forced to fake their laughs until Missy arrived home.With Missy gone, the ride was silent. What filled the emptiness was Delilah’s voice as she guided William where her house was located.The next morning, Valentine took a deep breath as she was being brought down to the restaurant again by William. It was yet another day for work. Somehow, she felt good knowing that she had declin
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more. Maybe they didn’t need to spend hundreds to renovate the restaurant. All they might need is do a few changes.Valentine wiped the sweat off her forehead as she stirred the boiling soup in the cooking pot. She was making Chicken Tinola, as what Sofie told her to make. It was a Philippine soup dish and according to what Sofie had heard, it was almost every Filipino’s favorite dish.Her ears caught up with inaudible yelling from outside the kitchen. A shatter of glass followed after.“What was that?” Missy brought the plate she held back on the sink then looked at Valentine worriedly.As if they had spoken telepathically, the girls nodded at each other. They rushed out of the kitchen and looked for where the noise had come from.Valentine’s eyes distinguished an angry Sofie. Delilah kept holding her back with her hand held tight on Sofie’s forearm. Their employer grabbed a plate from the nearby table and threw
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That was the problem. Valentine didn’t know where William’s—their—house was located in spite of how many times she had been there. That was her fault for not paying attention to the directions, always complaining and zoning out of herself.“Why did Sofie leave that soup to you again?” Missy opened the pot, letting steam escape from being trapped inside. The scent of almost every ingredient combined, hovered itself in the air.“She told me it’s ours now. We can return the pot to her soon, though.” She looked at the both of them then continued, “are you both hungry?”Missy closed it back again and shook her head, disagreeing. “What about you, D?”Delilah held up her hand, gesturing them to wait as she continued typing down on her phone. Her brows were almost scrunched together and her thin lower lip got bitten by her upper teeth.“What are you busy again with, D? Is i
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It was already night. The sun had hidden itself from sight, dimming their part of the world. The chirping the crickets created seeped through the open windows and the satisfying noise entered Valentine’s ears. It indicated peace and quiet. The entire day was quite eventful.Her arms were spread wide on the bed while her legs dangled off. Her eyes got stuck to the ceiling right after she had worn her night clothes. The memories from earlier kept on replaying itself uninvitedly and it was making her annoyed.She had managed to shift her thoughts to another one. Job. She needed a job. Then she remembered Missy – she was willing to work at William’s shop. Valentine stood up and stretched her arms, yawning. She made her way outside her room and went to William’s.Her knuckles banged against the door twice. “William? Are you awake?”“Come in.”She went inside. He was on his expensive-looking chair, back str
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To Valentine’s luck, she managed the shop perfectly. There were not that much problems, her co-workers were easy to get along with, and the costumers were somehow quite easy for them to please. She wondered how Delilah was going, and Sofie too.She watched Missy crack jokes with the co-workers now that it was their time to close down the shop. The co-workers waved farewell as they left. Giggles and gossiping erupted from them right after. Meanwhile, Valentine and Missy waited outside.“When will William pick us up?” Missy tied her hair up into a ponytail.“He’ll be here any second now,” Valentine muttered. It made her smile a little realizing that he had become their personal driver.Not a minute longer, William pulled over in front of them. Missy pulled herself to the front seat while Valentine to the back seat.Valentine noticed William fix his rear-view mirror and she caught his eyes through it. “How was
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The lights inside the room were dimmed, although it was dimmed enough for them to see each other. They were standing near the bed, with William behind her. “I want to see you wearing it again,” William pleaded. His breath tickled against her neck as he moved the strands of Valentine’s hair aside to kiss her nape. “No,” Valentine replied promptly. What was he thinking? They already had a three-year old Xavier and a two-month old baby Yvonne to watch over. They just couldn’t simply hit a home run now that they had company. “Please? It’s been years since you wore my gift. I just want to see you in it one last time,” he begged. She scoffed, not believing in him with his words. “Are you certain with that ‘one last time’ of yours?” “Yes, I am.” She was convinced. Valentine sighed and wiggled out of William’s arms around her. She looked for the white lingerie he gave her the day after their wedding. It definitely had been a while since she wo
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Twelve months had passed since they popped out the news of her pregnancy to Helen. And the mother-in-law herself popped the news out to the guests during her birthday celebration as well. Considering that there will always be paparazzi everywhere, it made the big announcement as a headline for the next day’s television news. Just after a few days since the announcement, Dave Henson, the manager of the restaurant where William proposed to her, apologized and introduced himself as William’s cousin. The second ‘little bird’ who did background checks on her for Helen. As Valentine didn’t want drama in her life anymore, she forgave him. After two months since Valentine gave birth to their first son, they went on a ‘little’ outing trip. Valentine, William, their baby, Billy, Helen, Vaughn, and Lucy went to Paris, France. Every time she would catch Lucy’s stare at her, she’d always receive multiple apologies at once. Yet, she forgave her too. Either once, twice, or
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Just as planned, Valentine was already inside the room, she was just standing a meter away from the door, her back against the wall, and the gift she made for Helen was on her hand. William closed the door and she heard every step of his shoes click against the floor as he left.It had been minutes but Helen still hadn’t arrived. She was getting anxious; Valentine might have gotten inside the wrong room. Because of the nervousness she was earning, she’d been tightening her calves for a while now and they ached.Rather than making herself stand against the wall and wait for someone that took ages to arrive, she decided to get out of her position and pace around the room.The door opened as Helen came inside. To Valentine’s luck, it seemed that her mother-in-law hadn’t noticed her yet as she was busy talking with William. Quickly, Valentine went back to her previous position.As Helen walked in, she saw William carrying the gifts she
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Valentine returned upstairs right after her conversation with Helen ended. Her husband was on his laptop. Based on the way he almost had his face plant itself to the monitor of his device, it showed that he typing away as if his life depended on it. Well, of course. William’s life did depend on it. She smiled at her silliness. “Hey.” “Why did you want to talk with her?” William asked as his eyes were still focused on the screen. “I wanted to tell her about this.” She circled her hand around her tummy as a gesture for him to understand why. His face softened and he closed his laptop. “How did it go?” the way his voice sounded smooth and cozy made Valentine want to jump on him, cuddle and scoop with him until this evening. “Well…” She plopped herself down on the bed, sitting with her back slouched and continued with a tone of disappointment, “I didn’t get the chance to tell her.” “And that’s because?” “I think your mothe
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A maid knocked on their doors, as she said loudly that Helen requested for their presence as she wished to eat breakfast together with them. Valentine figured out that this could be the opportunity she’d take to tell her mother-in-law about the great news — which, she thought could be the reason if Helen would change her perspective of William and her.They got out of the room. Valentine thanked the maid for informing them and they followed her towards the dining room. Helen was already sitting on her seat with her food untouched.“Happy birthday,” Valentine greeted.She didn’t receive a verbal response. Instead, she received a stare. They ate their breakfast. All she could hear was the clink every time their spoons and forks knocked lightly against the plates. Just when they finished, Helen started a conversation about the company with William, making Valentine left out.She had to keep herself quiet just like what she did l
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For every trip to almost all of the jewelry shops in the city the couple did to find the perfect gift for Helen, it took them half an hour until they switched to another shop. The both knew Helen Fajardo was a woman with the highest standards and expectations, considering that she was a wealthy widowed woman, of course she deserved something that would amuse her the most.Afterwards, they headed off to the arcade and spent the entire afternoon playing. They never once thought of eating for lunch. Valentine’s constant cheering, giggling, and laughing and William’s chuckling added fun to their little date.Not until William received a call from his mother, asking where he was and why it took the two of them to return back to the residence. They sped off back to the mansion not a minute later and had dinner together.It was a quiet one. They exchanged a few words every now and then, to be exact, it was only William and Helen who conversed, as Valentine
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As they arrived to the dress shop, Valentine immediately pulled Delilah in. She dragged her friend towards the part of the shop where there were many dresses lined up, where they could discuss about Adam privately and to make sure that they were far enough as possible.When they reached the part of the shop, they halted.“What are you doing?” Delilah wanted to know the reason behind her abrupt action.“There is something you need to know,” she said.“Valentine?” William’s voice entered her ears and that’s where she realized that her husband followed them. Valentine’s eyes widened as she saw Adam with him.“You can go stay there at the bench. You know us, girls, we usually take an hour to pick our own clothes,” she laughed nervously.“Okay. We’ll wait there. But take note that I’ll pay for your dress and Delilah’s if ever she wants one.”&ld
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“Hey guys!” Delilah’s voice boomed across the floor. “I thought you left! It’s hard to look for you since this place is pretty much packed.” There were three employees behind her, carrying a tray on their hands. Valentine felt relieved as she didn’t want to take care of Adam anymore. She watched as Delilah rocked her hips sideways, walking towards their table. She sat down beside Adam and placed her tray. She and Delilah said their ‘thank yous’ to the employees as they placed the rest of the trays on the table then left. “Where’s your husband?” her friend’s question caused Adam to flinch visibly. “He’s on a call,” Valentine answered, with her eyes sticking suspiciously at him. And as she faced her left, William came into view. “Oh, there he is.” “Hey.” William sat down beside her and apologized, “sorry it took me that long.” “Where were you?” Delilah unwrapped her rice from the paper, looking curious. “Work.” “Ah, very
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A ringing sound of William’s phone took over the silence. Valentine looked at him, worried if he’d pick it up or not. He glanced at Adam and Valentine then said, “sorry, I’ll just have to take this.” He fished for his phone from his pocket then answered, “Hello, yes?” Valentine wanted to eavesdrop but the voice from the other end of the line was quite inaudible. She stayed silent but still wanted to know what it was about. Instead, her eyes focused on Adam — who was showing difficulty in avoiding her stare. “What?” he spat promptly, yet in hushed tones. His sudden manner of speaking made her to look back at him and mouth, “what’s wrong?” “Work,” he mouthed back then returned his attention to the caller, “tell them to contact me.” He stood up as he pulled the phone away from his face. “I’ll be back. I need to take care of this.” Valentine nodded, understanding that he’d be busy all the time. Nevertheless, she decided to take this opport
