CATALINA
Tears welled up in my eyes as soon as the steel gate opened by a police officer, leading me to the outside world of hell. It feels like a year, even though I was just deprived of my freedom for two months. I was still confused as to why my case was dismissed. I kept asking the officers what happened to my father's death, but none of them gave me a response. Was he really poisoned? Who killed him? What's his motive? Or is it because he is a competitive businessman? I know he has a lot of enemies when it comes to the business world. I really need to talk to the lawyer and police officers who handled the case. But for now, I need to talk to James or Fiona. Maybe they know something too. I looked around, hoping to find my husband or sister, but there were no familiar faces or cars around. One car was only parked in front of the penitentiary with a plate number DM000, but I'm not familiar with it. I hailed a cab and headed first to my villa, where James and I were living. I was about to open the gate, but it suddenly went open and a security guard came out. "Mr. Cruz." He stopped. Eyes widened in horror as if he had seen a ghost. "M-Madam?" "Where's James?" "I-In the company.” I nodded and glanced behind him. The house is still the same. But I tilt my head in confusion. It feels like something has changed, but I don't know what that is. I ignored those weird feelings and went to the company. I know James was busy taking responsibility for my father's position. But is that a valid reason for him to forget about me? Not for me. He's not answering his phone, the same with Fiona. Also… he needs to know about my pregnancy. While on my way to the company, my heart suddenly pounded anxiously. Am I that nervous to see my husband after two months? I clenched my fist in my chest with a deep sigh, and I looked outside the window. It's been a while since I saw the busy street, the traffic, towering buildings, people wandering on the sidewalk, laughing, gossiping, and some were minding their own business. I miss this kind of freedom. Will my life go back to how it used to be? The car stopped in front of the Gomez Enterprise. Seeing the building made me miss my dad. It seems like he passed away just yesterday. I got out of the cab before tears streamed out of my face and I reached the entrance. However, as soon as the guard laid his eyes on me, he seemed taken aback at my sudden appearance. "Ms. Gomez..." He said almost a whisper. My brows furrowed at what he called me. Why is he calling me Ms. Gomez now? "Where's James?” "I-In his office, ma'am." He hastily opens the glass door as his voice trembles... in fear? What has gotten with people? Do they expect that I won't be able to leave the prison? The guard led me to the VIP elevator, and I noticed the people's judgmental gaze on me. Or... Do they believe that I really killed my father? They must know by now that I got out because I was innocent. I ignore them and enter the elevator until it reaches the CEO floor. But his office is empty. Where is he? Is he having a meeting outside? I was about to leave the office to go back home, but I heard a noise coming from the conference room. I shuddered when that noise seemed like a woman sensually moaning. As I got closer to the door, my jaw clenched when I heard a man curse while moaning. Those bastards! Is my father's company being converted into a motel?! F*ck!! I opened the door without knocking, ready to yell at those assholes, but my world shattered at the two people doing something immoral on the table. I was stunned and numb to see James... and Fiona… naked. "What the fuck?!” I almost lost my balance and breath as my whole system froze. They were startled at my sudden appearance, and in a flash, they hastily put their clothes on with widened eyes as if they didn't expect to see me here. My eyes welled up in tears as my hands clenched in rage. Is this for real? They... they have– "What the hell are you doing here?!" James roars in fury, ignoring the tears streaming down my face. Ho-How dare he get mad at me?! “W-What is this? What the hell did you do behind my back?! A-Are you cheating–” "Cheating? What a laugh.” I was taken aback at his little laugh. "Wh-What?" He scratched his lower lip. "She's single..." pulled Fiona closer, and he shamelessly kissed her in front of me. "And so do I." He continued, which confused me even more. "What si-single?" I showed him our wedding ring around my finger, chest tightened with all the pain. "DID YOU ALREADY FORGET THAT YOU HAVE A WIFE, WAITING INSIDE THAT GODDAMN PRISON?! AND HERE YOU ARE! STABBING ME BEHIND WITH FIONA! OUT OF ALL PEOPLE, WHY HER?!!" I threw the wedding ring on his face; Trembling in fury. But he scoffed while staring at the ring, rolling on the floor. And the laughter of Fiona completely made me lose my temper. An immature bitch!! My hands clenched as I was ready to give Fiona the lesson she deserved for seducing my husband, but James' next word made me stop in my trance as my heart tore into pieces. "We're divorced, Catalina.”CATALINA D-Divorced? U-Us? How the hell did that happen? Before I could even ask, James harshly threw a document on my feet. My brows furrowed at what was written in the document. A divorced agreement? But it confused me even more because of my signature. When did I sign it? I don't remember signing any papers while behind bars. God knows how he got it. “Leave now,” James impatiently said. “N-No…” My hand trembles as I touch my belly while staring at the papers on the floor. I'm not sure how to vent my rage. I don't know how to express all of this without hurting my baby inside me. “Don't make me repeat it, Catalina.” “No…” I run my hands through my hair, trying to calm myself. I have to hold it or else my baby will get hurt if I choose to obey these lingering feelings that almost lost my mind. “Get the hell out of my face now!” “NO!” Tears ran down my face again and again. I faced him with disgust and hatred as he did the same. “I'm pregnant, James.” I finally said i
CATALINA Silence…We both fell into silence now that we were alone inside his car. Dante Marcellos’ Ferrari. I couldn't react a few minutes earlier when he carefully carried me out of the building. I was in a state of shock upon hearing his words, forgetting I was in a disheveled situation.But I'm not sure if I heard him right.“Are you okay?”I immediately gazed at Dante while I was holding an ice pack on my cheek, but he only fixed his gaze on the road. That's right, don't look at me. It will make me feel more embarrassed if you stare at me again right now.I shake my head lightly and answer his question with a question as well.“What did you just say earlier?” “Hmmm?”My fingers tightened around the ice pack when he hummed like that. But I immediately loosened my hold when I realized I should not react like this. “W-Why did you say I'm your wife? Do you even know who I am?”“Catalina Gomez, daughter of Moriz Gomez, owner of the Gomez Enterprise–”“Am I that pitiful?”“Yes, you
CATALINA I rise to consciousness out of a dead blank into a whiter world. I slowly opened my eyes with a soft groan and saw sunlight between the curtains. The strong light pierced through my eyes, causing me to wince and look at the other side. I wander my eyes to scrutinize my surroundings. White and beige were everywhere, and an antiseptic scent was all over the place. Hospital? Why am I here?I tried to move, but my body hurt so much. I was wearing a hospital gown, so the bruises in my arms and knee were visible. What the hell happened to me? I felt so weak and drained.Then my dim awareness melted away, and I got sleepy again. I groaned softly and caressed my belly. But I stopped and looked at my stomach because I felt weird.What’s this? What’s this feeling of emptiness?The door suddenly opens. It’s Dante Marcellos– Images of yesterday's events flashed in my head, sending horror through my whole system.“H-Hey…” He greeted me awkwardly, nervously, until he reached me on the b
CATALINAAs soon as I open my eyes the following day, I don't have the will to get up. I'm too tired. My whole body was exhausted for some reason. ‘Let's do this together’ Dante’s words from yesterday echoed in my head. I'm not alone in this battle.Losing my baby was painful as hell, to the point I wished I was gone with her, too. Even though the reckless driver was caught, I'm still not satisfied.I took a quick shower because I haven't been able to clean my hair since I got out of jail. When I entered the closet, my whole body froze. Everything inside here is familiar. Clothes, bags, shoes, and my collection of perfume are here.“H-How…” Did Dante take all this from the mansion? How? How could he easily enter our premises?I rushed out of the closet, scanned my surroundings, and stopped at the picture frames plastered on the wall. I became teary-eyed as I got closer and touched the picture of my father behind the glass. Some were my parents' pictures, and some were mine.I did
CATALINA I did my morning routine when I woke up and went downstairs for breakfast. I ate in silence, alone at this lengthy acacia table. I should get used to the absence of Dante's presence, but... this is his freaking house. Since this is his home, he should be here and return home here rather than abruptly leaving without notifying anyone.After making me sign the marriage contract... He left without saying anything to me.I woke up a month ago without seeing his presence anywhere. I asked the servants, but they also didn't know where he went until a month had passed.What's his deal? Did he regret his marriage proposal to me? And now he's hiding from me and reprimanding himself for making such a big mistake?Damn him!I have a lot of things to do, but these people here won't even let me step out of the gate. The security was insane. It's driving me nuts and making me frustrated every day.Instead of venting my frustration to Dante in my head, I make myself busy by rearranging hi
CATALINA After cleaning myself in the bathroom, I saw a huge red box on the bed. I curiously opened the box and was surprised to see a red dress. I was in awe when I lifted the dress to fully see the stunning one-shoulder sequin crystal maxi dress with a pair of gloves in red.From Dante? Does he want me to wear this? But it's sexy and form-fitting in my body.Anyway, I still wear the dress and pair it down with leather stilettos. I tidy my hair into a French twist with a French pearl pin, put on my crystal rose necklace and crystal flower drop earrings, with minimal make-up.I stared at myself for a few seconds in the mirror. This is okay. I look like a human in the eyes of judgmental beings.I grabbed my red satin flower bag, went downstairs, and found Dante in the living room, waiting for me on the couch with a frown while staring at his phone.My eyes examined his charming look. He’s wearing a well-tailored, clean lines, and sharp-looking charcoal designer suit, featuring a crisp
CATALINAThe corners of my lips lifted as their critical, disapproving, and scornful eyes reached mine. How can they be so obvious in judging me? I don't need their approval to be in their sight, and I didn't live with their opinion.We walk with authority in the middle of the hall, letting the people around us stare at our hands, holding comfortably with each other. I lifted my chin and confidently walked beside Dante, didn't care about those people murmuring nonsense. I raised my brow while locking my eyes on Fiona, who seemed taken aback at my presence before I sat beside Dante. I’m glad that this table was only exclusive to the two of us.I felt Dante lightly squeeze my hand. “Ignore them.”“I am.”Dante looked at me with amusement in his eyes before a small smile plastered on his lips.Hell, yeah, I'm nervous! Especially seeing those two! But having one person with me tonight lessened the pressure within me. The lights suddenly turned warm, and the orchestra started playing Wes
CATALINA“D-Dante…”The hall turned silent; not even the orchestra dared to make a sound. So silent that I could hear a fork drop on the plate as everyone’s shocked eyes went back and forth between Fiona and Dante.I immediately looked at Dante’s face and saw how red his left cheek was. Damn! Why did he cover me? I was ready to catch Fiona’s hand before he thought of being my knight in shining armor again.I touched his reddish cheek, but I immediately withdrew my palm from his face when I glanced at his darkened eyes. His jaw clenched as he clicked his tongue with a smirk.Did the trouble I created tonight irritate him?I did not do this to him but…why did I feel guilty that he was now in an embarrassing situation that Fiona and I started?I slowly stepped aside but Dante held my waist to move me to his side.“It was my first time getting hit by a woman.”“She slapped and humiliated me first, Dante!” Fiona panicked.“Because you provoke her.” I bit my bottom lip when his hold aroun
CATALINA The next morning, Dante did not join me for breakfast while Ralph was busy with his beloved workout. When I arrived at the company, I saw Dante coming out of the cafeteria with his coffee.He skipped coffee at home because he likes the coffee here?“Dante!” He gazed at me but looked away and continued walking to the elevator. “Why are you ignoring me?”However, he remained silent as if I were just a mere dust in the air.“Did I make you upset? What did I do?” With big strides, I block his way. “Don't be such a child.”He halted in his tracks and turned to me with a tense jaw. I think I really made him furious this time.“Child? And now you're comparing me to a child?” He firmly stated.“It’s not like that–”“I won’t be home tonight.”He walked past me and entered the elevator.“What? Why? Ralph is in your house– Dante!” I didn't get a chance to ride the elevator because he already closed it with a glare shot at me.He’s so immature!I didn't mean to say– yeah, I did really m
CATALINA“W-What—”“Now I know why my cousin married you despite the scandal under your name, Catalina.” He winked, which sent shivers down my spine.Ralph Muller, Dante’s cousin, is a well-known fashion model and entrepreneur. He owned the clothing line RaMu, a luxury brand in Italy.I rolled my eyes and ignored him. He’s known for being an asshole but despite his awful nickname and scandals, his business is still running and thriving.“You're probably good in bed–” I walk past him, but he grabs my arm, causing me to stop. “I’m still talking, babe.”“Let go.” I scowl at him.A playful smirk formed on his lips. “Don't wanna.”“I said, ‘Let go.’”He shook his head. “I said, ‘don't wanna–’”“You heard her, asshole.” It’s Dante's threatening voice at the door, wearing a cold gaze towards Ralph.Ralph immediately let go of me and excitedly sprinted to Dante.“Hey, bro! Long time no see–”“Where the fuck are your pants?!”I face the wall as I drink water from my tumbler, feigning ignoranc
CATALINAWhy do people close to me die?My dad, my baby, and now Uncle Mondo. I noticed that there was something wrong with him. I should have asked him more about what his problem was. I could have helped him, and this wouldn't have happened. The police officer came back to his seat after giving me a glass of water. I’m only in my pajamas inside the police station while silently digesting the truth in my head “So, you met him two nights ago at 9:20. What’s the reason behind that?”My fingers fidgeted at the hem of my clothes, anxious at his interrogation. I’m afraid this murder will also put me in jeopardy, and history will repeat itself. “H-He just wanted to know… how I’m doing.”“That’s it?”I nodded while not meeting his eyes. “Yeah.”I just can't tell him everything about our conversation, right? We talked about Dante, and if I mentioned his name, I'm afraid he might get involved again because of me.“I think you're lying, Mrs. Marcellos.”His comment made me bite my lip. I
CATALINA“Where were you, Lina?”His voice was calm but firm as he stared at me intently while his hands were in his pocket pants. He doesn't seem angry but more curious.I fidgeted in my seat. “I… I met a friend.”“Why did you have to sneak out?”I bit my lip as I looked down. “Because you won't let me out.”“It won't hurt you to ask me first, right?”“I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.”He exhaled deeply. “You also said that last time,” I shut my eyes as he got on one knee right in front of me. “If you sneak out again… A punishment will do.”Dante only gives me a warning before letting me off to my room. I was confused as to why he did not get mad, unlike the last time. But that's much better than being reprimanded the way he should be.‘He was only using you’I’m not sure in what way Dante was using me. I have nothing, so what does he want to take from me? I will be your puppet, Dante, as long as I benefit from it. I will use him as much as he wants to use me.The next morning, as so
CATALINA I cut off Dante’s stares at me and saw James shooting glares at Dante. He jeered at him and locked eyes with mine. I tilted my head as my brow raised, wondering why he looked annoyed by Dante’s presence.“Now, back off,” Dante warned him.We headed to the counter to pay for my things and went straight to the parking lot. Dante drove the car while the bodyguards followed us behind.I noticed Dante’s silence as he focused on the road ahead. Is he angry? “Why did you talk to him?”My brow raised in confusion at his query. He’s talking about James.“He just came out of nowhere with her bitch mistress.” “Why are you calling her mistress?”“Because she is.”“You are not married to that guy anymore. So don't call her mistress.” I can sense anger in his tone.I frowned at him. “Are you siding with her?”“Why would you think that way?”“You're defending her–”“Christ! I am not defending her, Lina. I just don't want you to think that James is still your husband and Fiona is the mist
CATALINAI couldn't get over Dante’s sweet forehead kiss. That's why I had trouble sleeping last night as well. The chamomile tea lost its effectiveness as soon as I felt Dante’s warm lips– enough!It’s just a forehead kiss, but why am I bothered? I harshly throw a sanitary pad in my shopping cart and catch a glance at my bodyguard attentively watching our surroundings. They surrounded me wearing that black suit as if they were in a James Bond shoot while I tried my best to cover my face. Not because I’m embarrassed to have six bodyguards, but because I have to be cautious around.I’m afraid eggs are flying everywhere again, and this time inside the supermarket.I have to buy a sanitary pad and avoid Dante as well. It’s the weekend, so there’s no work for me but I don’t know about him. He’s a workaholic CEO, though.As I was done collecting some sanitary pads, I walked past a shelf and saw chamomile tea in boxes.The forehead kiss of Dante again.This is not good. I’m starting to dis
CATALINAI stormed into Dante’s office with a frown. He simply glanced at me before turning back to his papers. With annoyance, I throw my body on his couch, trying to calm my breathing.When I arrived back in the office earlier, I immediately ran off when I heard Yvette throwing something and screaming inside her room. I heard something crash before completely closing the door, probably a poor vase pitifully turned into small pieces on the floor.How can I go back to my table and work normally if that’s the scenario every day?Poor me.“I need more bodyguards. She’s going to kill me any moment now.”“Who?”“Yvette Larsen.” I gritted my teeth as I gazed at him.I’m sure Yvette was killing me in her head now. “She just doesn’t want to take a risk.”Dante’s simple comment made my blood boil in a red alert.“While I can? Is that why you threw this to me? To make me suffer? Dante! I don't know anything about your business! I only said that it's better to expand into a new market!”“I wan
CATALINAI gripped my phone tightly, repeating his statement in my head over and over again, baffled by his suspicion of Dante.“Out of all people, why him? Why not James? Because he is thirsty for our wealth. Why not Fiona? Because she is envious and wants to take my place. Why not them?” Uncle Mondo became quiet. “And why not you? Because you're the closest to him.”He scoffed, feeling offended. “You’re suspecting me, Catalina.”“I’m sorry, I can’t help it. I have a lot of whys, and you are included in them.”Instead of getting an answer, he ended the call without a word.My suspicion of him starts growing deeper to the point I’m so eager to find the answers to my father’s death. There’s a foul. It’s obvious.***“You didn't sleep well?” Dante suddenly asked inside the elevator.“Hmm.”“Why?”“Insomnia.” I simply responded.The thought that Dante and Uncle Mondo were involved in my father’s death haunted me last night. I couldn't sleep thinking about why this was happening.James, F
CATALINAHis remarks stiffened my whole body. I could feel my heartbeat in my head, deafened by the loud pounding, and I didn't know if I had heard Dante’s words wrong.“Y-You what?”“She confessed, but I can't accept her love.” My brows furrowed at him. “She then committed suicide the next day,” He said in a low voice.A sigh of relief escapes from me upon hearing his explanation. I run my hand on my chest, trying to calm my heart.I really thought… he literally killed her. As in murdered, assassinated, or executed her, removing her presence in this world without anyone’s knowledge.However, I realized something about what he said.“She made her choice, so you are not at fault, Dante. Don't blame yourself.” “That’s what everyone said, but the guilt… remains.” I can see his struggles in his eyes, a deep pain and sorrow. He's been hiding his emotions throughout these years.If he was guilty, why was he keeping her picture inside his comfort space?“Hide this, then.” I was about to put