“You guys are such a killjoy!” Trisha fired as soon as they went back into their sofa and saw Damon and Clyde occupying the space. She’s holding Yvette’s wrist while pointing at the two. Clyde’s eyes watched Yvonne meaningfully. While Damon was smirking at his girlfriend and pulling her waist towards him.“Come here, baby…” he said while the other boys and girls tried to check them out obviously.Trisha lets go of Yvette’s hand and fell into Damon’s lap clumsily. Yvette occupied the second sofa and poured herself a drink while Clyde was watching her movements. “I told you not to come! This is a girl’s night out!” she slapped Damon’s shoulder while he was pulling the hem of her dress.“Well baby, you can have fun while I’m here. I won’t disturb you,” he arched his brow. “You! Oh… I don’t believe you! For sure you were about to pull me out of the dance floor! Clyde probably stopped you!” she hissed and pointed to his handsome face. Damon chuckled and leaned closer for a kiss. Trisha
Clyde went into the parking lot of the condominium Yvette was talking about. He saw Damon's car parked somewhere. He parked his car and stop the engine. Yvette opened the door of the passenger's seat and went outside first. Cylde unclasp the seat belt and followed her. She went first into the elevator and as soon as the two doors were about to close, Clyde slid his hand and push himself in. Yvette felt dizzy but she still manages to glare at him. "Why did you follow me? Get the fuck out of here." "I just want to make sure you went home safe," he said. Yvette rolled her eyes. She saw their image on the reflection of the aluminum door of the elevator. The three buttons of his shirt are open while he's leaning against the cold steel bar while fixing his disheveled hair. Yvette's eyes gaze at his frame. Maybe it was because of the alcohol that I feel... hot. She's checking him out shamelessly and Clyde even caught her sensual siren eyes hawk in him like a predator waiting to devour
"I hope they solve whatever their problem is. I don't want them to divorce," Trisha frowned while she was looking outside the window. "They won't. Clyde told me he was willing to say sorry to her. He's serious," Damon said while driving. Trisha yawned. She felt dizzy but the notification of her phone caught her attention. Damon glanced at her once and saw she was clicking some notifications on her phone. Trisha curiously opened her account to see her Auntie's message. She commented on her story with Yvette. Ellen Rodriguez:You are friends with Yvette, Trish? Wow... didn't know she was friendly. I'm used to her coldnessTrisha was still dizzy that she rubbed her eyes while reading Yvonne's name. She's blaming herself for being too drunk that she couldn't digest each word. Trisha replied. Yes, Tita. Yvonne is the wife of my boyfriend's close friend. Trisha yawned again while seeing her Auntie type a reply. She knows how workaholic her Auntie is and that she didn't judge her for
Trisha was silent after a few minutes of staring at the tomb. Her tears were already dry but her chest felt so heavy that she was still lamenting from the inside. When Yvette notices that the sky is getting darker and it was bound to rain, she already pulled Trisha up and they went back into the car. Trisha was dozing off while she couldn't process everything at once. Yvonne is already dead. And the Yvonne beside me is her twin who's seeking vengeance because of what happened to her sister. And Clyde's ex... that bitch is involved.Yvette started driving. Trisha is still in a state of shock and Yvette lets her deal with it first. It took her some minutes before she glanced at her curiously. "So... which means... you're planning to divorce him after this? Are you gonna uh... tell this to Clyde?" "There's only one and a half months left for my vengeance. And yes. I want them to divorce. Clyde must file it. I want my sister free completely." Trisha nodded. Her mind suddenly change.
It wasn't the first time that Clyde showed up suddenly at the gym. Sometimes he's alone but most of the time he's with Damon who's always scowling because Trisha seems upset with him because of helping Clyde out. "She suddenly changed. Imagine it, Clyde. She wasn't like this before she started hanging out with your wife. Yvonne literally influenced her to follow her path. My girlfriend is starting to get obsessed with your woman. Yvonne took my girl!" Damon kept on blabbering it while they were doing some push-ups. Yvette isn't at the gym yet including Trisha who's with her. "I am fine with their friendship," Clyde shrugged and stood. "Man. I wasn't. My girlfriend might act like Yvonne too! The feisty and coldhearted wife of yours," he hissed and followed him. Clyde sat in front of the barbell and started lifting it. Damon leaned against the bar while facing Clyde. "I like how she's cute and bubbly. She's sexy just the way she is," he said.Clyde didn't answer his rants while Da
Yvette opened the door more to let him in. Clyde felt relieved but he still know that there was still a boundary between them. It wasn't the first time he went into her condo unit. The last time they had done it, it was in her condo too. "It's been days. I hope you're... considering it now to explain to me what suddenly made you upset," he said carefully as they both face each other. Yvette looked away. She had a lot of things on her mind but she remained silent. "Was it about the call?" Yvette glared at him. With her sudden reaction, Clyde slowly realized that it was definitely about the call. And she answered it. "The one who called—an unknown number, is none other than Irish Williams. My... ex," he looked at her carefully. "You think I didn't know that?" she raised her eyebrow."I filed a restraining order against her because I want her to stop her obsession. She's calling me from different numbers. The last time we saw each other, months ago, I warned her not to bother the
Trisha understands Yvette’s pain more than anyone. She knows well that she shouldered the death of her own twin alone and sought revenge because Yvonne had never been given justice when she died, and Yvette carried the burden alone of the judgments Yvonne has been facing since she was alive.“If only he knew what kind of pain my twin was suffering! If only he knew how much he had scarred her life! How dare him!” Yvette wailed angrily, her hands in fists, the tears falling continuously.Trisha caressed her back as her tears fell and she closed her eyes. To hear Yvette’s cry as she trembled angrily hurt her.“What happened?” Damon asked when he accompanied Clyde, who went straight into the bar after Yvette sent him out of her condo unit.Clyde just shook his head and drank the rum in one gulp. He poured himself another drink while his jaw was clenching; the hint in his eyes that he cried is still visible.“Man… you truly lost her,” Damon shook his head too as if he realized how hard Yvo
Clyde was bombarded with so many problems. There were problems in the company, problems with his marriage, and the truth that was unraveled by Yvette Martinez, Yvonne's twin.The truth is, he found out about what happened to Yvonne after their trip to Paris. When Yvette answered a Irish call and went to a condo unit to avoid him, Clyde had her followed for her own security. "There’s no Yvonne Smith registered on the condominium your wife entered, Sir," one of his men reported that confused him. "Then where is she?" "We already investigated thoroughly about it, Sir. Their security already gave us access to the fact that someone who looked just like exactly Yvonne is in one of their units, which is Yvette Martinez," his men showed the document. Clyde was so confused as she opened it and saw the same woman, who just looked exactly like her wife. "This is Yvonne," Clyde said while gritting his teeth. "No, Sir. That’s actually Yvette Martinez, a fashion designer at Merrer Company. On
It wasn't the first time that Yvette got some cravings that were out of this world, and they would always end up traveling just so she could eat the food she was craving.Other than that, her mood swings were the worst. Clyde could really tell that if their baby is a daughter, it might be a pain in the ass and feisty like her mom.But aside from those things, Yvette has the weirdest hormones; they could do it wherever they were, mostly in public places, because Yvette was just feeling it so Clyde really had to be so discreet and do everything just to give whatever she wanted. Clyde could really tell how wild Yvette was as a pregnant woman, but at the same time, he was so proud because it seemed like she was craving for him the most out of those foods she wanted in the middle of the night.Their wedding was approaching, as they were already choosing some guests for the distribution of the invitation cards."You're going to invite him? Really?" Clyde raised his brow as soon as he saw B
They had dinner that night together with Clyde's parents as they talked about the upcoming wedding day."Is it at the church? Or a beach wedding?" Mr. Smith asked.Clyde then looked at Yvette."I think I'm going to like the church," Yvette said, looking at Clyde, who nodded as well."And where? Here in Paris? Or in New York?""We both like to try it here first in Paris, then we could set another one in New York," Clyde answered."Oh wow. That's actually a nice idea. With different themes. It would be cute." Maybe before the baby comes out, and then after, so my grandchild would be there at the second wedding. It's a good transition, actually," Mrs. Smith said, smiling from ear to ear.Yvette might now shout how excited she was, but deep down, she was really looking forward to it. It was an unexpected plot twist happening in her life; she didn't plan on getting married knowing how independent she was, as she knew to herself she didn't want a man in her life.But it seems like life has
When tomorrow morning came, the first thing that welcomed their sight was Clyde's parents, who were already in front of the door of Yvette's penthouse.Clyde helped them with their things, as Mrs. Smith cannot take her eyes off Yvette. Yvette was kind of nervous because she knew his mother knew she was Yvette and not Yvonne, which she used to know.Mrs. Smith's eyes drifted to her hands as if she were trying to find some evidence, and there it was: the ring."Wow. I haven't really appreciated Paris this much. But wow. It's quite not bad, huh? It felt so peaceful and cozy," Mr. Smith commented as he looked out the window, seeing the Eiffel Tower as a view."Yvette is quite obsessed with Paris, Dad," Clyde said after putting their things in their own room, which is the guest room.Mr. Smith glanced at his son. "Now I slowly understand why you're obsessed with it too. You almost wanted to live here." He arched his brow.Clyde stifled his smile and looked at Yvette, who smiled a little to
Their wedding preparation is now ongoing. Clyde has never left Yvette's side, even though her stomach isn't that big yet. And Yvette, who seems so clingy to Clyde, can't last a minute apart from him as well."Phew, lovebirds. I could really tell that you two are so madly in love with each other," Damon commented as soon as he went in with Trisha in the safe. They were planning to meet up for the food tasting to be served on the wedding day, and Yvette wanted to have Clyde by her side.Trisha giggled when she saw that even their hands were intertwined. It was so unusual to see the coldhearted and heartless Yvette, who's being lovey-dovey to her fiancé.Damon and Trisha took a seat as they both looked at their hands intertwined. And Trisha, who wanted to make a satire out of it, put her hand on Damon's hand as well, and they intertwined it.Clyde shook his head, but there was a playful smile kissing his lips. They were just interrupted when the cakes were already served.Clyde took a sm
After Clyde found out that Yvette was pregnant, he was three times more careful. Even the speed didn’t reach forty, and he would glance at her from time to time while his other hand rested on the side of her leg, as if she couldn't stand a chance of being away from him."I’m kind of worried. Aren’t you planning to rest working? You have your team. And most of your brands have a manager to handle it. You should just stay at home, you know," he encouraged as if only Yvette would just stop moving just to focus on herself."It’s just weeks, Clyde, you paranoid. And my work wasn’t that heavy to handle. I just attend invites, review the sales, make new designs... that’s all. Though it’s quite loaded every day, it’s bearable. It’s not something that requires rest because I’m having fun with those too.”"Or I’ll have a year's leave from the company to be with you all the time?" he suggested carefully, as he really looked determined to be with her."Stop it. I can handle myself as a pregnant w
Yvette’s eyes widened. For the longest time that she has been with Melissa, she didn’t see it coming. She always looked up to her like a mentor, someone whom she wanted to be when she reached her forties or fifties. She inspires her on so many levels that she’s one of the reasons she stayed in the field of fashion design, as she wanted to pursue it so badly despite the obstacles she has faced in the past.And even though she received some hate because of her decision, she will never regret that she found Melissa during those years. She will never regret that she took a risk, despite how heavy the journey would be.For the years of being with her, she has always been thankful to her, and sometimes she thinks she wasn’t thankful enough for telling it to her, for always including her in her success, for showing it to her, because Yvette believes how much Melissa deserves the world, and she wanted to give everything to her.It was the kind of relationship she unexpectedly found—a kind of
Since the day that Yvette and Clyde were seen together in public, the two have always been a hot topic on the internet and got trending on social media platforms, while they continued dating at their own pace without getting worried that someone would take photos of them while they were dating outside.It became their daily routine. Clyde would sometimes fly out to Paris, as he would spend time with Yvette on days that he missed her, and would fly back to New York to manage his work, knowing that he’s been a target by some of the business tycoons lately because his name was just too sparking on the internet for being married to one of the most successful young billionaires herself, Yvette Smith, the CEO of Yvette, which was now boosting.There was a lot of trying to bring them down, posting negativity against them together, and throwing rocks at Yvette for being Clyde’s wife.How could you marry the husband of your twin in the past? You’ve fought her case and even confessed on televis
Clyde woke up next to Yvette. And as soon as his eyes saw Yvette, who was peacefully sleeping beside him, he suddenly felt at ease.He pulled her naked body closer and kissed the top of her head as Yvette unconsciously snuggled against him.Clyde smiled and rested his hand around her small waist while he started drawing lazy circles against her back.It was the life that Clyde had built in his mind for a long time as soon as he acknowledged that he fell in love with the woman whom he thought his wife was.And now that she was back in his arms, as he fully acknowledged who she was and as he had already memorized every detail about her, he doesn't want to let her go anymore. He is willing to sacrifice everything just to have a life with Yvette.Yvette slowly opened her eyes until she saw him looking at her. Clyde crouched a bit and planted a kiss on her lips."Mornin’," he said with an accent."Morning...” Yvette greeted back in a slurry voice.Damn, how sexy that voice is!His hand was
Clyde was shocked that it was Yvette who was insisting on a photo with them, reasoning that it was because of the Eiffel Tower, but he knew it was because Clyde pointed out he wanted photos with her.Clyde took the phone out of her hand and cleared his throat as he clicked the camera and put it at the front as they both looked at the camera.Clyde’s eyes went to Yvette.Damn. She’s my wife, right?She cleared her throat and tried to focus as he clicked the camera. Yvette rested her elbow on the table, her chin resting on her palm as she smiled a bit. Clyde looked at him and smiled too.Clyde wasn’t in himself while taking photos because he was mesmerized by her beauty. For the first time, they have photos that weren’t forced at all.She’s in love with me. Damn…After taking photos, Clyde took out his phone and didn’t miss passing it to his phone.They have a nice dinner while talking about random things, away from the negativity that’s trying to snap them both, as Yvette wanted to jus