That morning, Laura woke up to her phone’s alarm. She forgot to turn it off, so she sleepily did so. As soon as she saw Gael’s reply, she sat up.
In the middle of typing her reply, she quickly pressed the answer button when Gael called her.
“Good morning, love,” he greeted.
She sweetly smiled upon hearing Gael’s voice. She hugged her pillow and lay on her stomach and then began speaking, “Morning, too—” But she didn’t get to finish her sentence as someone suddenly grabbed her phone and threw it against her bedroom wall.
Shocked, she sat up in bed and looked at her broken cellphone.
He looked at Astin to see his dark and fuming rage.
“What the hell is your problem, Astin?” she asked.
No answer came from Astin. He just threw himself onto her side. And she was about to get up when he pulled her close and hugged her tightly.
“You are mine, Laura. Only mine. Bear that on your mind,” he said possessively, closing his eyes as if he were still sleepy. Laura has always heard these words from his mouth, ever since she was a young girl.
She couldn’t move for a moment while in his arms. Later on, she heard his faint snoring. She held his cheek to check if he was really sleeping. She figured out he had fallen asleep quickly after pulling her into his arms. She could smell the hint of alcohol on his breath, but he still somehow smelt good. Since he wasn’t moving anymore, she decided to slip out of his embrace.
Carefully, she unwrapped his arm from her waist and got out of bed. She glanced at him before picking up her broken phone and removing her SIM card.
She quickly showered and packed a few clothes into her backpack. She and Gael were supposed to meet in the afternoon, but she decided to leave early. She didn’t want Astin to know she was meeting her boyfriend. Even now, she hadn’t figured out how to explain her current situation to Gael.
She didn’t bother fixing herself up. Astin was still sound asleep when she left her room.
Thankfully, she had a spare phone, which she used to text her friend, Asia, to let her know she’d be spending time at her place. She told her family she needed to buy supplies for a project. This was the first time she’d lied since she moved into the Hernandez family home.
Her friend Asia hugged her as soon as she opened the gate and led her into the large yard. She saw her mom and greeted her, who was watering the plants.
“Good morning, Tita,” she said to Mrs. Del Franco, who replied warmly upon recognizing her.
“Oh, it’s you, Laura. How are you? I heard you and Aste are getting married,” she said with a smile, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.
“I’m fine, Tita Darl. Yes, we’re getting married,” Laura replied, her voice tinged with sadness.
Mrs. Del Franco noticed her expression and frowned.
“What’s with that sad face, dear? Aren’t you happy with the idea of marrying Aste?”
Asia jumped in before she could respond.
“Mo, I already told you the reason. Why are you bothering her again?” she said, frowning at Mrs. Del Franco.
“Fine, I won’t ask again,” Mrs. Del Franco replied, then turned back to Laura. “Enjoy your stay, Laura. But if you need someone to talk to, just let me know, okay?”
Laura nodded and smiled at her.
Asia led her into their luxurious home. Though Asia’s family was wealthy, Asia never flaunted it, especially around their classmates. Asia was very down to earth, just like her father. She dressed simply, just like her, so people often mistook them for being less privileged. Laura was indeed less well-off—her father owned only a small house and lot. In contrast, Asia’s family was very wealthy; her father was a respected businessman, known for his skill in managing enterprises. Laura knew Asia’s father had come from humble beginnings and worked hard to lift himself out of poverty, while Asia’s mother was a former model with a privileged background and once dated Astin’s father, Kent, before marrying Kendra. This was partly why Astin disliked Asia, calling her “the child of his dad’s ex-lover.” Laura didn’t understand why it mattered, as both mothers had moved on and even became friends.
“So, are you going to tell Gael the truth later?” Asia asked once they were inside her room.
Laura sat on her friend’s bed and looked straight at her.
“I don’t even know how to start. Ahhh! This is so hard, Bestie. Help me,” she said, rubbing her face in frustration.
“I’ve always told you to choose Astin. I know he’s a little bit pushy, but he loved you for so long, and you know him well. You’ve only known Gael for a year, Bestie. You don’t know him that well yet. No offense, but I think his family is a bit snobbish,” Asia replied in a long spiel.
“Why did you say that?” Laura asked in surprise.
“That’s what my dad and brother said,” Asia replied with a shrug.
Laura remained silent. She had never met Gael’s parents, though he had tried to introduce her several times, and she always refused. Gael’s family was also wealthy, which made her hesitant to meet them since she felt she had nothing to offer them.
By 2 p.m., she was ready for her meeting with Gael. She didn’t know what would come of their conversation. But as soon as she overheard Asia talking to Astin on the phone, thankfully telling him she wasn’t around, she’d figure out what really needed to be done. They’d anticipated he would call, so Asia and her family agreed to say she was “not here.”
She held onto her small sling bag tightly as she entered the coffee shop where she and Gael agreed to meet. He had arrived before her and watched her as she entered. She studied his gentle face and wondered how he would react after telling him that she was engaged to Astin.
Gael stood up as she approached, smiling. She smiled back, and he hugged her tightly, kissing her cheek as she came closer. He even pulled out a chair for her. She let him order for them both afterwards.
They both stayed silent until their orders arrived. The silence lingered, neither of them wanting to start the conversation, until Laura finally spoke.
“Gael.”
“Love.”
They both spoke at the same time, which made him chuckle softly.
“After you, my love,” he said. His voice was full of tenderness.
She smiled at him. As soon as nervousness filled her, it faded. Her tongue felt like it might want to escape as her heartfelt heavy. Her boyfriend, Gael, treated her so well with so much kindness and respect for months.
“G-Gael,” she said while holding back her feelings. She bit her lower lip, trying to stop herself from crying. She took a deep breath, finally managing to speak. “I—I’m getting married,” she said softly, looking down. She couldn’t bear to see his reaction.
Her hands kept on shaking, so she tried to hide them on her lap. Gael reached out her hands and held them, kissing as he looked up straight into her eyes.
“Do you love him?” he asked after a moment.
She froze. He knew Astin had feelings for her, so she assumed he was asking about him. She had never kept anything from Gael about Astin ever since, which was why he had agreed to keep their relationship hidden.
She shook her head. “I love you, Gael,” she said. Her eyes started to fill with tears. “I don’t know how to deal with this, but Astin’s family is such a blessing to me, and I owe his family so much. I don’t know what to do, but I know I have to repay their kindness in this way even though I don’t love him. I don’t want to hurt you, Gael, but we have to end this. I hope you understand my decision. You deserve someone better than me,” she said, struggling with her words as tears continued to fall.
She looked up when he gently wiped away her tears.
“I love you too, Laura. If you don’t love him, don’t force yourself. Come with me. We can go somewhere if you want; I can’t bear to lose you. I love you so much, you know that,” he said, planting a gentle kiss on her hand.
“Gael,” she managed to say, shocked by his suggestion of running away. She hadn’t expected him to suggest that.
At that moment, a decision began to take shape in her mind. She felt like she now had an idea of what she wanted to do.
After eating, they spent the day together, setting aside her worries about the problem and her decision’s outcome.
She felt thrilled during their time together. It was the longest date they’d ever had. They finally decided to head home around 8 p.m., and Gael dropped her off a couple of houses away from the Hernandez residence to avoid drawing everyone’s attention, including Astin.
Gael dropped her off past 9 p.m. due to traffic. She smiled as she climbed the stairs to her room. No one was in the living room, so she happily walked straight to her bedroom. But she stopped when she saw Astin’s room, feeling a wave of sadness. She let out a deep sigh before turning the handle of her door.
She reached for the switch to turn on her room’s light, almost screaming when the light revealed Astin sitting seriously in the single chair facing her door. His face was unreadable as he looked at her. She swallowed hard before forcing her stiff legs to move forward.
“Where have you been?” Astin asked her seriously. “Do decent women go home like that?”His last question immediately got on her nerves. She let out a bitter laugh before answering, “Wow, we’re not even married yet, and you’re acting like you’re my husband.”“That’s where we’re headed, Laura,” he said, standing up. He approached her, making her back up until she was cornered against the closed door. He gently touched her face. She held her breath as his finger traced from her eyebrow down to her lips, making her feel something she couldn’t explain. He even pinched her lower lip.“I know you were with Gael earlier,” he said quietly, but his eyes had traces of anger. “I am expecting good news from you, my Laura,” he added, pulling her close and causing her to grab his arm.“Astin,” she murmured, his face so close to hers. She could smell his fresh breath and the scent of his soap. She closed her eyes.“Let go of me,” she said, struggling to break free. Because of this, he presses himself
Astin is very reluctant to leave Laura at her house at that time. Tomorrow was their wedding, and still, he was nervous. Uneasy filled him. He didn’t want to go home yet, but his mother encouraged him to do so. They weren’t supposed to see each other today, but he insisted. Her mother wants him just to drop off Laura and then leave, but he can’t. He preferred to stay with her. He wouldn’t be at ease until they were married. He still had a few hours to wait before the woman he loved would finally be his.He looked at his friends, who were now causing a disturbance. They were throwing him a bachelor’s party. They were on the rooftop of their hotel, enjoying the calm sea and beautiful cabins.Because he didn’t want Laura to have a bad impression of him, he refused to let his friends bring women. Even though he knew Laura’s feelings towards him weren’t entirely certain, he respected and valued her emotions and opinions. He was already a bad shot with her and didn’t want to worsen things.
The helicopter had barely landed on the HGC helipad when he jumped out quickly. His happiness is at stake here, so he should not waste time. He had already ordered a search while in the air, but Laura was nowhere to be found, not even at the homes of Laura's former high school classmates. The cellphone he’d given her with a tracker was turned off. If only she’d turned it on, it could have helped the search. He’d already asked his Daddy Sebastian to pull up Gael’s profile—he needed his Daddy Sebastian’s expertise. With connections worldwide, he was sure his father figure could locate Gael and her woman.Ezi was on standby, waiting for his signal. He needed Gael’s current number to pass on to Ezi so they could track him. Once Sebastian gave him the information, he sent it straight to Ezi.He called their housekeeper, but Laura hadn’t returned home. She wasn’t even at the institution where her father stayed. He cursed repeatedly as he drove to the Malonzo family’s house. When he arrived,
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EVEN with only a few hours of sleep, Laura still woke up early. She quickly showered and went down to the dining room. The helpers, who were tired from the night before, had already prepared breakfast early.“Good morning,” she greeted them.The three helpers greeted her almost in unison.“Take a seat and eat your breakfast, dear. It’s likely that the couple will wake up later. The party ended late last night,” Manang Rosa said to her.“Is that so? Alright, I’ll eat now since I have work,” she said, grabbing a mug to make her own coffee. She didn’t ask the helpers to make her coffee because she wasn’t their boss. She was only a guest, something she constantly reminded them of.“Good morning, Ms. Laura,” Mang Vincent greeted, arriving just then. “What time are we leaving?” he asked her.“After we eat. Have some breakfast first,” she invited him warmly while she scooped rice and a dish onto her plate.Because she was afraid to drive, Mang Vincent drove her to and from work every day usi
LAURA woke up late the next day but still arrived at the office on time.She looked at her coworkers gathered in a group. She came closer and was curious about what they were talking about. She even guided his ear next to the speaker to hear.“Yeah, Miss Laura used to be Sir Astin’s fiancée. Can you believe it? She rejected him! He’s so damn hot!” Joyce said, twirling her pen in her fingers.“She’s so lucky he even liked her. Why didn’t the wedding happen?” another colleague asked.Laura cleared her throat, hands on her hips. Everyone straightened up as they turned to see her.“H-hi, Miss Laura!” Joyce greeted nervously.“It’s too early for that, Joyce. AKH is on the way. Please return to your cubicles,” Laura said before turning and walking off.She referred to Andrea Ken Hernandez, or Andy, Astin’s sister. Everyone feared Andy because of her strictness and perfectionism at work. Even Laura experienced it, but she didn’t mind since it was part of Andy’s job to maintain discipline. L
Déjà vu! Ira glanced around her surroundings—the hotel, cabins, and the other views. Everything seemed familiar. She felt like she had been here before. She blinked several times, but she was still standing there, in the same spot. She wasn’t dreaming. Her feet felt rooted to the ground, unable to move. She clutched her head when a sharp pain suddenly struck. Grasping the car door for support, she was thankful that her boss and his daughter had gone ahead. Otherwise, she would just add to their worries. She decided she would follow once she felt better. She was starting to notice a pattern—these headaches were becoming more frequent. Perhaps it was because of her amnesia. She had yet to meet the doctor who, as her husband Thunder claimed, was his cousin. When they returned to Manila, she promised herself she would consult a specialist. For years, she had suffered, unable to remember her past. The only one who gave her glimpses of her life before was Thunder. She turned her
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“Ma’am, I was told you were calling for me?” Her boss stopped what she was doing and smiled at her before looking up. “Ah, yes, Miss Santillan. From now on, you’ll be my brother’s secretary. Romel will be gone for two months. My brother has a short temper, but he’s also kind. I’m sure he’ll warm up to you. Just be yourself, Ira. I suppose you’ve already heard from the reporters around here about what happened in his life?” She chuckled lightly at her statement. Ira couldn’t help but laugh as well. On her first day at work, the story had already been shared with her by the person sitting next to her. Her boss’s eldest brother, Mr. Astin, became a widower at a young age. Even she found it hard to believe. She felt sad knowing that, according to some of her coworkers during lunch breaks, he and his late wife deeply loved each other. She admired the love story of her boss’s brother. For eight years, they were separated because he joined the military—also reportedly due to his wi
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“How is she, Kuya? Why hasn’t she woken up yet?” Thunder asked his twin. Ace sighed deeply before answering. “She’s okay now. The operation was successful, and her vital signs were stable. She’ll wake up soon. But I’m worried she might curse us for what we did,” Ace replied. Ace was a doctor at a prestigious hospital in Manila. He had returned home because his youngest brother, Thunder, requested it. Thunder, on the other hand, was a simple farmer. He chose this life because of his late wife. Thunder almost cursed his wealth, blaming it for the loss of his wife. He lost the will to return to Manila because of what happened. He even harboured resentment toward their parents. Only Ace remained his pillar of support through the years. Ace was the only one who understood him. Both brothers turned to look when the woman, bedridden for five days, suddenly spoke. “I-I need w-water…” the woman said weakly. Thunder quickly fetched water while Ace checked her condition. Carefully,
LAURA glanced outside. It was already noon. Good thing there was no work at the office today. She immediately searched for her husband with her eyes. It was Sunday. She suddenly felt sad, remembering that today was his departure for Mexico with Gael. It was her husband’s new business, and Gael was his partner. She smiled when she saw him on the couch inside their room. She pulled the blanket off herself and approached her husband, who was busy with his laptop. He was reviewing the presentations he’d present to their new investors in Mexico. Her husband was startled when she hugged him from behind. “My dear husband,” she said sweetly. “Morning, Sweetie!” he replied, though his eyes remained on the laptop screen. “Morning, too. Can’t I come with you to Mexico? Gael’s bringing Aubrey, after all,” she said, pretending to be sad to make him pity her.“If only it were possible, Sweetie. But no one will be left to watch over Kiarra. Mama isn’t here, and neither is Andy,” her husband
After the short program at the reception hall, the newlyweds left immediately for the airport. Their flight to Hawaii was scheduled for today. It was a double-purpose trip—honeymoon and business. Astin needed to attend to some matters at a branch of Hotel De Astin, as Andy was busy with the hotel expansion in Malaysia. With no other choice, Astin decided to have their honeymoon in Hawaii instead of Europe. He still had a month-long leave and would also work while in Hawaii.He shook his head at the thought. But if he finished his work early, he planned to take his wife to Greece afterwards. Astin glanced at his wife, who was sound asleep. He sat on the single couch, observing her. She looked exhausted. She had been sleeping for over three hours. They were using Sebastian’s private plane and were currently in a private room. They had seats outside as well, where his “nosy companions” were—Lexxie, DK, Ian, Darriel, and Callen, who all had companions. Except for Callen, Asia wasn’t a