HER THOUGHTS swirled chaotically, her stomach twisting and her arms tightening as she glanced at the man sitting on his swiveling chair and looking at her intently.
"What did you say?" she asked, her voice fainting, seemingly unable to believe what she had just heard and hoping she had heard it wrong.
"Your father was arrested. He got himself into gambling trouble again."
Michelle caught her breath. Her eyes widened at the sudden news that struck her to the core. Even though she did not receive the love and affection from the old man, she couldn’t deny how worried she had become right now. Even her palms were sweating.
"At which police station is he imprisoned? I need to go check on him," she asked, going into an instant panic.
Ethan let out a sigh and leaned his back against his chair. "I already took care of it."
"What?"
"I paid the penalty so the cops could let him out."
Michelle was speechless. She didn’t know h
NO ONE on the dance floor appeared to be bothered, even though Michelle was already screaming for help. Even though she felt dizzy due to the several glasses of Dos Aquis she drank, she mustered up her courage to push the blonde man who was trying to kiss her."D—Don’t touch me!" She yelled at her and when she got the chance, she slapped him really hard on the face.Her eyes widened the moment she realized what she had done. The man was completely shocked. However, after a few seconds, he gave her a hard look, as if he was telling her that she’d be punished, which brought a sheer amount of terror inside her chest."You f*cking whore!"The man was about to hit her, and so she shielded herself using both of her arms. However, a hand never landed on her."Were you just trying to hit my wife?" said in a cold, deep voice.Michelle’s heart rate picked up. Even though her world was spinning crazy out of tipsiness, she could
MICHELLE flipped around when she felt the sunshine peeping through the curtains. She let out a gasp, feeling the throbbing pain in her head."Where am I?" she asked herself.Her eyes surveyed the room. She drew in a breath, seeing the familiar stuff in the secret room with her husband. Everything that happened last night began to replay in her mind in the blink of an eye, from how Ethan saved her from a perverted man in the bar, to how she teased him inside the car, and how she initiated everything until they ended up warming each other on the bed."Fuck," was the only word she could utter.She palmed her face and could not help but wince. She could feel the sourness of the spot in between her legs, which served as a reminder of her insanity. Michelle then began pulling her hair, and was completely dismayed by her own actions."I will never go to drink again... as in never... goddammit," she whispered helplessly.Her heart rate picked up as
MEGAN:I can’t believe you ditched me last night! Anyway, you’re forgiven since Andrew drove me home, but what exactly happened?I knew it, Michelle thought.Megan liked the fact that Andrew sent her home last night. It was pretty obvious that her best friend had a thing with her husband’s best friend. She was kind of bothered with it, knowing her impression of Andrew, but at the same time, she knew Megan would never do something that would only hurt her in the end.She then replied to her text message:I can tell you what happened in person. Visit me at Ethan’s home tomorrow.Thinking that Ethan would be gone for days, Michelle could never hide her happiness. A few days without him would allow her to breathe some fresh air for a bit. It wasn’t like she couldn’t do it while he was around, but she only felt that everything got too heavy since he came into her life... heavy in a way that she was always conflicte
SHE COULD finally get to experience her four-day freedom. It was Saturday when Ethan fled to Singapore, and since it was Michelle’s day off, she invited Megan to come over so they could hang out at home."Your marriage is like a freaking romance novel, really!" Megan shrieked in glee.Michelle scowled at her, but Megan did not give a damn and gave her such a teasing stare."How can it be a romance novel when Ethan is the villain?" Michelle hissed.They were in her bedroom. For her, it was the safest place in the mansion since Priscilla could be peeping anywhere, waiting for her to make a mistake. She did not want the housekeeper to act as if she had the right to argue with her again."Just because your husband is a bit ruthless—""A bit?" She winced. "That's crazy, Meg."Megan giggled and grabbed some nachos. "Yes, a bit. And just because he put you in a situation where you had no other option but to stay with him, doesn&r
IT HAD only been a few weeks since she married Ethan Steinfield, the famed millionaire, yet she felt like she had been married to him for nearly a decade.And now, for the first time in a long time, she felt normal. Her troubles vanished as she had a good time with her best friend. She thought it was the only thing she needed right now: to forget about the mess she was in and get some fresh air, and she was grateful that Ethan had a business abroad that she could use as a breather.Michelle would want to seize her short happiness. Her four-day freedom should be spent happily. She would never let anyone, even the nosy housekeeper Priscilla, ruin it."What took you so long?" Megan scoffed at her when she got back to the pool area.Holding the tray with snacks and drinks on it, she sighed and shook her head. "I had a serious conversation with the housekeeper."Michelle could not help but roll her eyes, recalling how Priscilla called her out for wearing
IT WAS, indeed true that there were people who would come into your life and destroy your happiness when you least expected it. Michelle was trying her best not to blow her shit and lose her mind.Sitting on the couch across from where she was seated were Selene Steinfied and her goddaughter Ashley, who was throwing her a deadly glare. Michelle could not figure out the reason why these two women came into the house all of a sudden. However, one thing was for sure: she was clearly in trouble...As Priscilla stood up next to the couch where her unpleasant guests were sitting, she couldn't help but take a brief glimpse at her. Although Michelle was wary of jumping to conclusions and blaming anyone, she had a strong feeling that the housekeeper was responsible for their arrival.On the other couch was Megan, who was looking at all of them confusedly but remained silent."You look tense," Ashley said, folding her arms against her chest. "Aren’t you happy
"DO YOU think you can scare me away, Michelle?" Selene laughed as she shook her head.Michelle stopped breathing at the sound of Selene’s laugh. She couldn’t stop clenching her jaw while she glared at Ethan’s mother, who seemingly had a lot of aces in her hands. Her gut twisted, thinking that no good could really be seen from these rich people who only treated commoners like her as rats in their well-built society."I am not getting any younger to play and scare people, Selene." Michelle cocked her head and shot her a glare. "You can try me. I’d love to tell Ethan how you offered me money to divorce him. Let’s see how he will react."Selene’s lips formed a thin line, while Ashley scowled at her. She looked like she was ready to attack Michelle, if not for her threatening words."What the hell are you doing? You’re being rude to Aunt Selene—""You can shut up, Ashley." Michelle interrupted her. "I am n
THE NEXT day, she was struggling to stay at home after what happened last night. Thinking that Priscilla initiated the visit of her mother-in-law and Ashley, who caused another fiasco, Michelle could hardly look at the housekeeper without getting angry.Sighing, she recalled the insulting words she received from Selene Steinfield and how she bribed her for money to divorce and stay away from Ethan. Michelle could not seem to understand why the woman had some anger raging inside her head. She doubted that Selene would ever accept her during the three-year contract she signed with Ethan.For most of her life, she received many insults from people who didn’t really know her. She got used to it, and learned how to handle it the best way she could. However, the insults hit differently now that they came from her in-laws. Even though her marriage was far from being real, a small part of her was disappointed. She hoped they would become her second family, but she realiz