---Brandon’s POV It feels like ages since the chief justice's verdict was pronounced on Tyler, but saying it was ages is a lie. It has barely been over five months, yet it feels like a century ago. Don’t blame me; I am just the lover boy who wanted to see Matriarch Alessandra so badly that I felt like I could die if I didn’t see her soon.The wait was intentional. It was so Matriarch Alessandra could heal from her heart's bruises and so Tyler would be long gone from disturbing her. Speaking of Tyler, the news about how he treated Matriarch Alessandra poorly in their last marriage hasn't left the headlines. Every day, another new lady comes out to confess about his cheating scandal and how he’d always talk badly about Matriarch Alessandra to them.Lol. I don't understand how a man could be such a dog, jumping on every female he encounters. If I counted right, over seven new women have come out to confess in just a week alone.This morning was perfect for dressing like the gentleman
Matriarch Alessandra POVIt is five months since the judge's verdict at my wedding, and I still cannot take a break from Brandon’s thoughts. He is in my heart every now and then, and I can't stop thinking about his cute face since I saw him at my supposed wedding. Maybe how I dealt with Tyler at my wedding has made him run away because it has been too long, and he should have made a move already.“Or am I the one thinking he loves me, and he does not?” Maybe using the word "love" is too strong for a person I have yet to speak to. But even Robert confirmed he was staring at me at my supposed wedding, and could it be that he loves me? Now that my revenge against Tyler is complete and I am sure he is in jeopardy, reaping the consequences of his actions, it is sad to say my life is now a boring story without the right person to call my own. Perhaps you may call me an old-fashioned woman or an old cargo from the 11th century, but I believe in the virtue that says women should not approac
---**Matriarch Alessandra POV**It has already been thirty minutes of him talking about himself and thirty minutes of me yawning and trying to endure his boring monologue. I have read about men like Elbert and seen movies about them on TV. All they care about is themselves.Imagine, ever since I arrived at this upscale restaurant, with its crystal chandeliers casting a soft glow and the scent of gourmet dishes wafting through the air, he hasn't even asked me how my journey was. He is disinterested in anything I have to say and uninterested in anything that pleases me; he just wants to talk about himself and his Audi Motors.I can’t endure a relationship like this. He would make me a slave to his dry talks and jokes, and I would have no other option but to make endurance my friend. This is going to be another hellish marriage, and anything that contains toxicity in any form, be it in actions or words, I do not want any longer.The hell I saw in my marriage with Tyler is enough. I will
Matriarch Alessandra POV We have not driven for ten minutes when Robert already tells me about the second man I have on my appointment. To be honest, if Brandon does not show up and confess his love to me, I wonder how many men I have to go on blind dates with until I meet the perfect match.Life without love is boring. I could turn 60 tomorrow and be single, but will that make me a happy woman? Personally, I want love in my life. I guess if you don’t agree with this, then we have different opinions about life, yes?“Who is this person I am going to see now?” I asked Robert. To answer this, Robert first passes me his tablet from the driver’s seat. Just as if he knew I would be asking to see what this man looks like, his picture is already showing on the screen.“His name is Andrew Williams. He is the heir of Central Williams and Co., and he is 40 years of age.”To be very honest, his age matters a lot and makes me concerned. “Why is a 40-year-old man still looking for love?” I thought
Brandon’s POVIt has been taking too long. Right now, I doubt if Matriarch Alessandra hasn't moved on with her life.Sigh.It’s not like she knew I loved her before. We only gazed at each other for a while at her supposed wedding, and that was it. I doubt she knows anything about my feelings for her.Indeed, my self-esteem as a man is too damaged. Look at me, I even have to consult YouTube on how to ask a woman out. If it were left to me, I would have given up on my heart. It is not the first time I did this anyway, but Sandra, my childhood friend, has been told of my secret by my father, and since then, she has been on my neck to ask Matriarch Alessandra out.Yes, you heard that right. My father, the President of the United States of America, knows about my interest in Matriarch Alessandra. But my cross is my cross, and he hopes I am able to muster the courage someday to tell Matriarch Alessandra. In his words, he said:“Son I know we both shared bad experiences from the wrong people
Matriarch Alessandra POVAs Andrew looks at me with his heartwarming eyes, I smile again. I am already comfortable with him, so I answer his question.“Well, I am just a very shy person. That’s what the media won’t tell you.”Andrew exclaims, “What?”Of course, no one is going to believe that I am a shy person, given how often I appear on TV, how often I go for pre-recorded interviews, and all the other things I do on screen. My public persona is so different from my private self that it’s almost like I’m leading a double life.“You are shy?” he exclaims again, and I just laugh.“What about you?” I ask him. “What are the things people don’t really know about you, but you know are true?”“Well, I am an extrovert.”Lol. It is funny to hear that a person who doesn’t talk much and likes to keep to himself calls himself an extrovert. That’s why I continue to smile, and I am so glad that Andrew is such a gentleman to be with. He has this calm, collected demeanor that makes me feel at ease.H
Brandon’s POV Noting Sandra’s correction, I begin to create conversation. But Sandra is not making it easy. With all the "hello, huh, huh...” I sounded, she fluttered her eyes like she was uninterested in my conversation and only corrected me to try again. I immediately wonder if it will be just as hard to talk to Matriarch Alessandra.“Calm down, Brandon. It is not that hard, okay?” Sandra says this, seeing how I am beginning to sweat. She then takes her right hand to the table where my right hand is and suddenly begins to rub her hand on mine gently.Sandra is always like that toward me. Anytime she finds me in distress, she tries as much as possible to comfort me in one way or another. While she is doing this, she says again, “Just look me in the eyes and say, 'hey!' Say it brightly with a cheerful smile, then ask me how my day went.”When she says this to me, she takes her hand off mine, and I try to do exactly what she told me to do. I smile brightly as I say, “Hey!”“How did
Matriarch Alessandra POVBeing a foodie could be such a cute thing for others, but for me, it is something I do not even like the sight of. And as such, I do not even know it is another day for me to experience this thing that I so detest. Like the other day, I woke up from bed and did all the necessary things that made me look so elegant, refined, and beautiful, just as the wealthy and simple woman that I am. Robert passed me his tab, and I saw this guy’s picture. He looks so young, and his hair is longer than Brandon’s. Well, he looks like he is going to be cute, but then, personality over cuteness, right? Arriving at this restaurant, even before 9 am, just as usual, Robert made sure that no one was in the restaurant as it is fully booked as a VIP for me and this guy. To my surprise, unlike the other two I met the day before, he is not there yet, and this makes me wonder if I am too early? Well, it is not a bad thing to wait, yes? After all, it is our mutual want or need to hav