When Yvette decided to fly to Paris, she was willing to turn her back and leave everything behind just to move forward.She knew that time would come when they would both heal from the pain that imprisoned them.Yvette has poured all of the truth into the letter as she lets her vulnerability speak what’s on her mind. She’s admitting that she indeed fell for Clyde and that she had dreamed of what could be her life with him while they were in Paris.But she doesn’t deserve the love Clyde has poured into her because she knows that she wasn’t the Smith Clyde wanted to marry.He may have fallen for the version that is Yvette; she has a strong sense that in Clyde’s mind, he fell for Yvonne, his wife.She sighed as she put all of her things in the apartment she rented while she could see the view of the Eiffel Tower from her window. She smiled as she started building a better day for herself.This is the start of a new beginning, Yvette. Treasure it. Live with it. You are now Yvette Martinez
For the years Yvette spent in Paris, being Melissa’s apprentice taught her a lot of things she embodies as a fashion designer.She built her own brand, which is named after herself, Yvette, and after a year of being passionate about it, she got a runway for her styles, which soon became a massive hit in Paris. It was luxury with a touch of elegance for women with two sides. Fearless yet elegant“I got the idea from my deceased twin, which is Yvonne, to showcase some dresses that would remind of her gentleness, and the dark colors, which radiate fierceness, came from me,” she said in an interview when she got invited by a famous talk show.The tough lessons she learned from Melissa—the sleepless nights and breakdowns—all paid off as she saw herself being covered in magazines, becoming the talk of the town brand CEO, and watching herself on billboards.It was a dream come true, a moment she found her purpose, a representation of every woman who wanted to show everyone that they could we
Yvette's breath hitched after seeing Clyde Smith, one of the crowd, on the second row, watching her with his intense eyes as if she were a puzzle he wanted to decipher.In every event she attended, she would always think that Clyde was just around since his name was one of the big deals in the business industry she's in, as he's one of the hottest bachelor leaders. He's making names, and he's one of the men the media would love to feature and cover.And now that she's really seeing him at her own event, on her own spring collection runway, she doesn't know what to do. It emptied her mind as she continued her speech and smiled at the crowd as if she didn't see the man that had haunted her in the past."Let's all give a round of applause for the models who nailed the runway. This won't be so successful without their perfect walk. Girls..." she glanced behind her.The crowd started clapping as the models started walking toward Yvette and hugging her as they all stood in front of the stag
Yvette was so natural, even though she kept on locking gazes with Clyde in the dim club. But she didn't let it bother her as she danced with the music and let her body rule over her.Trisha was behind her, holding the side of her waist as they laughed and danced with the other models and socialites.She took another drink when she spotted a waiter roaming around as she sipped on it, but someone bumped into her accidentally, which is why it spilled on her chest a little.But because everyone was having fun with the beat of the music, she didn't mind it, as she just laughed as well."Trish, I'll just go to the bathroom," she whispered to her friend when she went closer to her.Trisha nodded, wanting to accompany her, but Yvette shook her head and didn't mind it since she didn't want to stop her from having fun with the others."Can I ask for a table napkin?" Yvette said to the waiter when she went out of the crowd.The waiter nodded. She sipped on her champagne flute again, as she could
Clyde has been very busy since he started managing the company more seriously. He hit big sales, closed a lot of deals, and collaborated with so many big brands that he became the most talked-about business tycoon and the youngest billionaire in his generation.It was always his dream, which is why when his parents forced him to marry Yvonne, he had no choice because he really wanted to manage the company. The marriage became the bridge to pursuing his passion.When Yvette left, he only focused on two things. The company. And himself. He would think of Yvette sometimes, and it's hard to forget someone who would flash on billboards and have the cities screaming her name because of the success of her brand as well.He won't lie to himself that there are nights he wants to book a ticket to Paris and kneel in front of her doorstep to beg for a chance, but the restraint he has for himself reminds him that they both need to pursue their dreams first, could always chain him to his urges to r
Business-related. It lingered on Clyde's mind as soon as he got the documents that contained the properties of Yvonne."It stated there that Yvonne would only get her properties once she's married by the condition of her parents. And it seems like Yvonne made her own will too, in which she stated that her properties would be given to her twin once she's married as well."Clyde's brow shot up. He cannot believe that Yvonne left a testament for Yvette alone. That she already planned it beforehand to make sure her twin would marry.Maybe because she knew that woman was a workaholic. I bet that woman has never been interested in relationships. She seems so independent and less interested in men.And for sure, once she found this out, she'd only find someone to marry, then divorce him right away. Like a business-related agenda. No strings attach.She might let it happen. But the deep relationships? That woman might not consider it.And what the fuck, Clyde? You are suddenly thinking about
Yvette opened the door and she let Clyde in. She opened the lights and closed the door as Clyde roamed around.Compared to her unit in New York, she got herself a penthouse in Paris in order to see the overlooking view of the Eiffel Tower as much as she wanted.Clyde can see how she's living a lavish life, far from the unit she got for herself. It was big, and the furniture, including the interior designs, screamed elegance.Yvette took a champagne bottle and two champagne flutes and put them on the rectangular table in front of the big sofa.Clyde took a seat as he placed the documents on the table, and Yvette opened the champagne with a screw until it popped out.She poured herself a drink and sat beside him. Clyde took his coat off, loosened the neck, and opened some buttons on his dress shirt.As Yvette sipped on her drink, Clyde caught her checking him out shamelessly, the intensity of her eyes feeding the heat that they'd both been suffering since at the restaurant.Clyde cleare
It was the thirst in her that she could no longer control, as she wanted to get devoured by the heat, to feel it, and to let herself burn by it.There were nights she’d think of Clyde worshipping her body like a goddess, and there were nights she needed to release the heat because it was uncontrollable.It was her buried feelings at the back of her mind that she kept ignoring every time they hunted her down. That she’s going to continue living her life the way her mind wants it to be, not her heart dictating what it should be.Clyde has a sinful desire she doesn’t want to commit. A mistake of evilness that felt so good. A man she thinks is not for him.But when she was already sitting on his lap, she knew that her inhibitions were burned by the lust that ruled her mind and body as she started moving her hand on Clyde’s hand as well.Clyde looked at her with pure thirst in his eyes. His lips were parting, and his eyes were covered with blazing desire."Is this all you want from me once
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