"Your designs are wonderful, by the way. They embody the woman you are," Clyde opened up when he remembered the runway he attended."Most of those designs were inspired by Yvonne. Those white satins," Yvette pointed out."I noticed it too. Those were the dresses Yvonne might wear. Angelic. Compassionate. Full of kindness." He raised his brow as he remembered those times he would see Yvonne’s style matching her soft features."And those dark clothes are obviously you. Fierce. Dominating. And... sexy," he pointed out more.Yvette sipped on her water, amazed at how Clyde’s thoughts about her collection matched the message she wanted to convey through her designs.Most of her targets were women. She’s a feminist, and she has been known for it. Though she has tried some styles for men, she hasn’t released them yet."Is that the reason why I saw you on my runway? Because you are interested in the designs? Have you found a woman to spoil now?" Yvette chuckled smoothly as she sliced the steak
"Don't waste it. I don't give second chances, Mr. Smith," she whispered.Clyde nodded slowly. He knew that snapping her meant throwing away the little chance he had to have her again. This time, he won't pull her into his life, but he wants to be part of her life. He wanted to understand her, to know her more, and to spend his time with her.Take it easy, Clyde. Don't rush. If she found out you have these things on your mind, she might run away and won't let you marry her in papers.Take it easy. Let her decipher and sense it slowly. Until she could decide on her own whether to let you in completely or close the door for you forever.But I won't let the latter happen without putting in a goddamn effort. If it might happen, I know that I did everything... took the risk. tried to fight for it until she declared the war over."Then... I am down to sign it tomorrow," he whispered again, his hand resting on her thigh.Yvette’s lips stretched because of the tease he was giving her. She spre
"You can put your other things here," Clyde offered after the small celebration ended.Well, it wasn’t the end, but Trisha had already passed out from drinking, and Damon had already carried her from the other room to accompany his drunk girlfriend while the two were left outside, still sober enough to continue drinking.Clyde is always amazed at how Yvette has such a high tolerance for alcohol that even if you’d drink with her every morning, she would still carry herself like she’s never drunk at all."I won’t come here often. You’re coming to Paris, not the other way around, Clyde. If you wanna see me, then—""I know, Mrs. Smith. My point here is that you might like putting your things in your husband’s penthouse." He arched his brow; his tone was taunting.Yvette looked at him as she scoffed at the way he called her Mrs. Smith, thinking she was really his wife now."Mrs. Smith, my ass," she said, shaking her head, her lips stretching for a smile as she sipped on her drink.Clyde pu
Yvette slowly opened her eyes as she felt someone's strong arm hovering over her back while she was sleeping on her stomach.The first thing she saw was Clyde's handsome face sleeping next to her, who was also sleeping on his stomach, topless, and with disheveled hair. He looked so snobby even though he was sleeping because of his dark features.The first time she experienced sleeping next to a man after sex was when she pretended to be a fake Smith, and now that she's experienced it again, it's still Clyde, and as his fake wife again.Yvette stared at his face for a while as she rested her hand against the side of her head as her pillow while she looked at him deeply.Damn, this man. He fucked me countless times last night, and now he's got the guts to sleep next to me looking like a tamed beast, huh?Yvette's lips stretched when she realized who was the real beast between the two of them. Because she knows that she fucked him roughly as well.Clyde slowly moved closer and pulled her
"Well, hello there, lovebirds..." Damon flashed his smirk as soon as he went out with Trisha, who was just rubbing her puffy eyes.Trisha looked at Yvette with a surreptitious grin on her lips as they waited for her to join them for breakfast."Wow. You two were so early. And you already showered. Yvette is really an early bird. Oh, how I remember sleeping with her that she would always get up early in the morning to take a bath while I'm still snoring!" Trishia said to herself as Damon pulled the chair for her.Clyde noticed it too when they were in Paris. Yvette is independent. She would always start her day by being productive."I'm also waking up early so I can start my day at six in the morning," Clyde mentioned while his eyes were on his plate."Are you low-key saying that you're fit as Yvette's husband because you can join her for being an early bird?" Damon chuckled while pouring juice for his girlfriend.Clyde just shrugged while Yvette just sipped on her water, unfazed by Da
Her photo shoot started. She looked at the camera fiercely. She was busy while Clyde was sitting on his swivel chair in front of his laptop and glancing at his phone from time to time.Should I text her? Nah, Clyde. Would she think you’re clingy? Well. I am. He let his intrusive thoughts win, took the phone that was resting on the side of his laptop, and leaned against the chair as he started typing some words.Clyde:Good luck with your interview for the magazine.He stared at it while his fingers still wanted to type more. A part of him wanted to call, but he knew that she was busy, and he didn’t want to disturb her.His secretary knocked, so he put down his phone as he saw Merrie walking into his office with more folders in her hand."These are the initial reports of the proposed project of Mr. Sebastian, sir," she said in a soft voice as she placed the folders.Clyde nodded and dismissed her right away. The secretary smiled before leaving. He’s back to his professional mode as he
Yvette started socializing with the others, while Blake couldn't seem to get enough of her, so he would insert himself in every group where Yvette was.And every time she would throw a glance at where Clyde was, she would always find his eyes looking at her surreptitiously.Her phone beeped. She checked it and saw the familiar number flash on the screen.Clyde: I want you with the girls...Her brow shot up. She knew what Clyde was talking about because she was now surrounded by men who are giddily talking to her, including Blake."So what was that family that Rogue released as a teaser, huh? Are you already planning to build a family? Perhaps a spoiler that you're already going to marry?" one of the men pointed out, which is the son of a big brand as well.Yvette started typing a reply for Clyde.Yvette: Like how you were surrounded by the girls too?Yvette took her eyes off her phone for a minute to participate in the topic."It's a spoiler that she's going to say yes to me one of
"Rosie has confirmed that Clyde Smith told him his wife was just at the party as well. Other than that, he flashed his wedding ring to her, which means, all this time, he's already married?""Who could it be? He's linked to multiple women recently. It's hard to figure out who it could be?""And someone claimed it must also be a fan of Yvette Martinez, which is why he's probably here.""Oh, I checked it. He is really wearing a wedding ring! He's taken! Not just taken, but he's tangled by a woman called his wife!""One of the hottest bachelors in town is already married. Oh, this would blow up for sure. We must know at this party who's his wife."Trisha, who was on the dancefloor as they heard the murmurs of the women with Yvette, made her eyes widen a bit at Yvette surreptitiously, making sure that she wouldn't be so obvious about it.That's why, after spending much more time on the dance floor, Trisha pulled Yvette to the restroom. Trisha closed the door, checked each cubicle first to
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