*Stuart's POV*
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have just landed at the Ninoy Aquino International Airport and we are now taxing to the NAIA Centennial Terminal 2. Welcome to Manila! For your safety, please remain seated with your seatbelts fastened until the fasten seatbelt sign has been switched off."
I sighed realizing that I was finally back in the Philippines. Two years have passed since the last time I left the country but two years seems to be not enough for me to forget everything that happened. If I had a choice, I would never return to this place which reminded me of the fool I was but my father needed me. He is sick and can no longer take care of our family's business. As his only son and the only heir to his business empire, I have no choice but to come home and take over his businesses.
"Stop moving around, Patricia!" I was startled when I heard her name so I looked over to see a woman trying to calm her daughter.
"I am sorry," she apologized to me, "I did not mean to disturb you."
I was not actually bothered about the noise she and her daughter created. I was just simply bothered about the name she called her daughter. It was a name I vowed never to utter and if there is one thing I would never do, that is to make our lives cross again.
It took me some time before I could finally get out of the plane but I was not surprised to see my friends waiting for me at the arrival area.
"Hey, bro!" Marco first came near me and we had a close fist and shoulder bump.
"Haha! You obviously missed me," I joked.
"Why wouldn't we? You just disappeared without a trace. Did you know that your wi –"
"Ex-wife, Kaz," I corrected my friend, "and please, let's not talk about her."
"Wooow! You sounded like you're the victim."
I did not make any further comment but I glared at him. I know Kaz is trying to piss me off so I decided to keep my silence. It was a big mistake that I gave her false hopes. If I just had the strength to fight for the love that I felt, I would not need to suffer this much.
*Flashback*
"Sandra..."
"Stuart, don't" she tried to look away from me.
"I love you, Sandra," I finally dared to confess to her.
"Stuart, this is not right! This shouldn't be," she turned her back on me.
I am determined to get what I want so I went to her front and kneeled, "Why is this wrong? I love you and I see nothing wrong about it."
"My cousin loves you, Stuart," her teary eyes met mine, "I can't bear to betray her."
"How about us? How about what I feel? Is her feelings more important than ours?" I tried to convince her.
"I love my cousin, Stuart," she tried to hold back her tears, "I do not want to hurt her."
"How about what we feel for each other? How about what this feels for you?" I pointed my chest, "Isn't our love more important?"
"Patricia was kind to me. Her family were with me when my parents died," she explained.
"Are you willing to give up our love just because of the favor that her family gave you?" I wanted to stay calm but I couldn't help but feel mad about her willingness to give me away like I was just a toy that she could just lend me to her cousin.
"Stuart, please understand," she tried to explain, "I was the one who encouraged her to love you. She is crazy in love with you because I encouraged her."
"It was still her choice but I never set eyes on her, not even once," I said, "I love you, Sandra. Please don't give me away."
"I-I am sorry, Stuart," she took a step away from me, "I can't bear to hurt my cousin."
"No! No! No!" I tried to follow her, "Sandra, please," I held her hand and lightly brushed her skin, "tell me what I can do so we can give ourselves a chance to love each other."
She looked straight at me. I tried to find hope in her eyes but I couldn't find what I was looking for. I am not even sure if it is pain or anger that I saw in her eyes.
"If Patricia stops loving you, and if by then I am still available," she started speaking, "that will be the time," she said.
Slim but still considered a chance. I will hold on to her words. I will make Patricia hate me. If that is what it takes for Sandra and me to end up together, I will do whatever it takes.
*End of Flashback*
"Hey! You're spacing out, man," Kaz placed his arms over my shoulder, "was that because of Patricia or someone else?"
"Stop it, Kaz, "I warned him, "or I'll break your neck."
"Then pay attention and stop daydreaming," he continued to chuckle.
"Sorry, this is probably just a jet lag," I reasoned, "so what are you talking about?"
"Janine and I will be celebrating our anniversary next week," Marco started, "I want the group to be complete."
"I think I'll pass," I said.
"I won't take no for an answer, Stuart," Marco insisted.
"You know I am trying to avoid her," I tried to explain, "she is Janine's friend. She'd probably attend the party. I do not want to make our worlds cross again."
"Too late, Stuart," Marco interrupted me, "Patricia and Janine were together today. Janine has probably informed Patricia about your arrival today."
"D*mn it! Why did you tell Janine about my arrival?" now I think I am doomed.
"Janine kept on asking about where I was going. She wanted to me accompany her and since I needed a good excuse why I should not go shopping with her, I told her we were going to meet," Marco explained.
"Fine," I sighed in defeat, "but just like what we used to do, help me avoid her."
"Don't you want to know what happened to your ex-wife?" Kaz interrupted.
"I told you! I – DON'T – F*CKING – CARE!" I grabbed him by his collar.
"Take it easy, man!" Mago tried to stop me so I let Kaz go.
I noticed the exchange of looks between Kaz and Marco but I decided not to mind about it. I know they just pitied Patricia but they also need to understand how I feel. I lost my chance to be with someone I truly love because of Patricia and because of that, I will never let her be part of this life which I am now currently fixing.
"I will go but make sure Patricia will never get anywhere near me," I conceded, "I have to go. I'll see you all next week."
*Patricia’s POV* I felt the tension that surrounded the entire kitchen of the bakeshop as the news about the new owner spread. Everybody’s wondering why the old owner of the bakeshop sold the rights of all the branches of this bakeshop since business was doing well and in fact, the name of the bakeshop has been a household name already. They say that it was sold to an old man, but since he got sick, his son came to take over and handle the business.“Get yourselves ready,” our kitchen manager instructed, “and show him we can handle pressure and, therefore, work naturally even if he is around.”“I heard our boss is a hunk,” Rea whispered, “and not only that,” she noted, “he is still a bachelor.”“Behave, Rea! You are still too young to think about these things,” Ryan, the cousin of Rea, interrupted.Rea rolled her eyes before going back to her station. She is assigned to the pastries station while I am in charge of all refrigerator cakes. All the cakes and pastries sold in the differen
*Stuart’s POV*I visited my father’s latest investment, which was the country’s well-known cakes and pastries shop, the Blue Plate. I was told that my father had not visited its branches because by the time he bought the bakery and its rights; he fell sick. Since its main branch is near my office; I thought that paying a visit would not harm me.I could feel the cozy ambiance of the place and the warm welcome of its employees, so I wore my most respectable smile and kindest handshake as I was introduced to each of the key personnel. I was still wearing my smile when I was introduced to the bakers, but that smile faded when I saw her. The woman I vowed never to cross paths again.“G-good morning, sir,” she pretended she was shy, but I knew the game she was playing. This is how manipulated me before. She was the same woman I had met before. She still has that expert stalking skill, but she cannot fool me. I knew she had enough money to put up her own bakery, but why was she working here
*Patricia's POV*My head aches as I think of ways to complete the one hundred blueberry cheesecake order of Stuart. Even when Miss Marjorie explained to him that his order was impossible because of the capacity of our chiller in the bakery, he still insisted and even warned my supervisor that if I failed to complete the task, I would lose my job. I can't lose my job because it is very difficult to find a job nowadays. Besides, I still need to pay my obligations in the bank by the end of this month. If I lose my job, I will lose everything."I am sorry, Patricia," Miss Marjorie sadly approached me, "I did what I could and even thought of assigning an assistant who can help you complete the task, but the CEO demanded that he wants you to complete the task alone."I don't know if I will consider this a compliment or not. Compliment because knowing that he wanted me to bake all the cheesecakes by myself could mean that he likes the taste of my recipe; however, it may not be the case. He m
* Stuart’s POV *“Pat? Why are you not wearing anything on your feet?” I heard a woman ask someone who had just arrived. I actually do not want to care, but it bothered me when I saw her barefoot. Seriously! What was she thinking? I do not know what drama she is trying to project, but I am not buying it. If she thought that looking for pity would help, it won’t.I learned she could complete the task I gave her. This means it would be difficult for me to find faults in her job, so I will have enough reason to fire her. She is considered an asset of the bakeshop and was hailed as one of the best. If I am going to fire her for no reason, it might send a wrong signal to the other employees. They might think that the change of administration would endanger their jobs.I looked at my watch and smiled. I still succeeded, even though she completed her task. She may have kept her job, but I have kept her so busy that she could not have spare time to sneak into my office and flirt with me. All
” Bro, how’s Singapore?” Kaz asked Mago, ”I heard you’ve been busy doing your business and sexy fashion models.” I looked at Arlene and saw pain in her eyes. I am familiar with that pain because I have been in her situation before. I wish she would get over being so in love with Mago. I want the time to come for her to accept that Mago will never love her the way she loves him. “Good evening, everyone,” Jannah greeted us, “we are now gathered here to celebrate the second wedding anniversary of my dear sister and her husband, Janine and Marco. Since this is an exclusive gathering, we have not prepared a formal program. As you can see, we have set up a mini bar in front. With this, we challenge all the guests to render a song to entertain everyone.” Everyone excitedly clapped their hands as Jannah picked one piece of paper to identify who among the guests would sing a song. Then she announced, “The first person to render us a song is no other than the best friend of Marco, Mago Conce
* Stuart's POV *I was standing near Marco's mini-bar when I heard someone coming. I thought it was Mago, so I glanced at the entrance, but I did not expect to meet her eyes. It was a brief exchange of glances because she immediately turned away and headed to the kitchen."Wait, am I imagining things, or did I just see Patricia avoid your stare?" I heard Kaz, who apparently wanted to annoy me."Tsk," I decided not to bother and instead sip some wine."Come on! Do you really have to treat her that way?" Kaz leaned on the counter, "by the looks of it, it shows that neither of you has moved on.""Our breakup was clear to me," I firmly replied. "I don't know about her. She still continued to follow me around.""She still follows you around?" he inquired.I did not answer, and that gave him the message that I was not interested in our topic. Kaz has spoken with Angelo while I continued to drink my wine. I saw from the corner of my eyes that she had gone to talk with her friends. There is s
"D*mn! I never thought that I'll get to date Patricia," Mago expressed when we entered the dressing room for men, "she is so d*mn hot, dude! And the butt," he tried to gesture as if he was holding Patricia's butt in his hands, "oooh fvck! She is the epitome of seduction, and I can't wait to see her grind on top of me."I tried to ignore him, but I could not take his last line for granted. I pushed him to the wall and clenched his collar. "Don't you dare disrespect Patricia that!""Hey! Take it easy, dude," Angelo tried to calm me down."D*mn it, dude! I thought you didn't like Patricia. Why are you acting like a protective boyfriend?" Mago said, "You have your own date, Stuart. I don't care what you would do with her, but take my word, bro! I wouldn't force myself on Patricia unless she wanted me to give her what you've been trying to deprive her."I do not know what to say, but all I know is I dislike what is happening now. Mago is known for being a man whore, and he likes to brag ab
*Patricia's POV I knew that it wouldn't matter if I sang a song for Stuart or not, but since Kaz asked me to choose a piece, I decided to choose a song that would help me express how I currently feel. 'At least, even with a song, I can convince myself that I am already over with him,' she convinced herself.She smiled bitterly at the thought. She knew that even if she intended to sing the song for Stuart, it would still not matter. Stuart never cared about her. She sighed as she remembered the past.* The flashback*One thing about being rich is that after graduation, we do not need to worry about being hired. We have our own company to fall back to. While Stuart was starting to learn how to handle their family business, I decided to put up my own online business. It was easy since I could get clients from my dad's friends. Besides having a stress-free job, I also have enough time to work on my top priority for this month, and that is to make Stuart love me.Call it desperate, but i