Clyde heard the declaration Blake had made as he stood while holding his champagne flute."You can’t do that to her," Damon teased.Clyde rolled his eyes and sipped on his drink while glancing at Yvette, whose lips stretched and made a toss to Clyde."And your wife seems to like it," Damon mocked.Clyde’s jaw clenched as his brows knitted. When Yvette found her eyes, she didn’t give any reaction at all."Imagine it, Clyde. There’s someone out there who could willingly broadcast that he’s in love with your wife, someone who would attend all of her projects and who would show up while you’re hiding as the real husband she only married in papers. In no time, Yvette would rather consider that man because he’s convenient and man enough to stand for her all the time," Damon teased while they were both glancing at the table to see what was happening while their food has been served."Don’t snap me just because you wanted me to explode and punch that fucker in the face to satisfy your anger.
Instead of getting hurt, he was so amused that whoever the husband of Yvette in the papers doesn’t matter to him anymore. What really matters to him is the trust Yvette has given him.Wow, this woman has risked her image by telling it to me and just putting the burden on me—either I’ll snitch or keep it.This girl is really different. And damn... who’s that fucker who was so lucky to have her as a wife just in papers?"Then, am I truly part of this family? Seems like the memes on social media are already coming to life, huh? Because I felt like I was finally welcomed.” Blake looked at each as he smiled beamingly.Trisha’s jaw dropped because Blake didn’t even overreact. Nor did he sound so hurt about the revelation."Wow, Blake, I was expecting you’d lash out at least," Trisha chuckled."Yvette just agreed to my dinner, and now she shared her secret. Imagine that out of those men who are thirsty for her, I’m here sitting at a table together with her and knowing some parts of her life.
Clyde has been controlling his temper so well that he could not take it until he decided to walk out. God knows how much force he needed just to stop himself from doing something that he would regret right then.But will I really regret it when it satisfies me? Because that man has been consistently annoying, and he already has a long list of reasons why I need to punch him."He knows," Yvette uttered.Clyde couldn’t grasp the idea of what to say that wouldn’t sound mean because there was only one thing on his mind, which is murder. He wanted to punch the idiot’s face. He’s already a punching bag in his mind because it really irks him to think about Blake hitting on Yvette while he’s just on the other table.And bold of him to assume that Yvette is single, huh? That he could score a date with her? Well, he just did, Clyde. But at least my wife didn’t personally come with him. She brought her friend and the squad.Still, in the back of his mind, Clyde is a bit mad that Yvette celebrate
Yvette doesn’t really want to mingle with Clyde while he’s mad because she wanted him to take care of it and manage it alone, but as she looked at the bed and back to the balcony where Clyde was occupying himself alone, looking like a widowed husband, she chuckled a little and just decided to join him.Now that she was sitting on his lap, resting her head on his shoulder as she closed her eyes for a bit to feel his left hand crawling against her back until it rested on the side of her waist, her lips stretched, thinking that Clyde would immediately cool himself down.Clyde crouched a bit and sighed on her head as he could smell the addicting smell of her shampoo.Yvette smiled more, thinking that he easily loses his anger as soon as she makes a move to tame him.This man is so easy, and I can’t believe I find it adorable, huh?"You’re making me crazy," he whispered hoarsely as his hands were now caressing her waist."Am I?" Yvette opened her eyes and lifted her head a bit.Their faces
To hear Yvette's gentle response, with no sign of mocking or insults in her eyes, did so many things to him. For the longest time, she wanted her warmth again, and right at that moment, when he locked gazes with her, she saw how the coldness in her had melted."You are such an unpredictable woman," he said as soon as Yvette just rested her head on his shoulder while she was still panting."I would be easy to get if I were predictable, Mr. Smith," she taunted.Clyde chuckled against her head as his hand now caressed her back. He has now forgotten that he's mad at her for letting another man have dinner with her."So... why did you tell it to him? What if he snitched and ruined your image?" he asked as soon as he remembered the dinner.Unlike earlier, he's less mad now. He would always be stunned at how Yvette had the power over him to change his mood so easily."You think so?" Yvette murmured."I do not trust him," he said."It's just your jealousy speaking, Clyde," she said."Yes. An
Clyde was glancing from time to time as Yvette was retouching her face as she sat on the front seat of his sports car.Yvette could sense her eyes, so she arched her brow and glanced at him."We're not going?" she asked."I'm just trying to pull myself back into reality since this is so not you," Clyde said as he pulled the gear and started maneuvering the steering wheel of the car.Yvette, sitting beside him, wearing a black backless coat and black slacks while her hair was put in a high ponytail, and the v-neckline of her coat showing the valley of her boobs, making her look so hot, is just the best sight for Clyde. Knowing that it wasn't just anybody but Yvette Martinez-Smith, who is his wife, made it look even more satisfying."Why? Is it unusual for a wife to go to her husband's office? Unless you're having a secret affair with your secretary there?" Yvette said in a nonchalant voice while putting powder on her face.Clyde licked his lower lip. He's amused that, for the first tim
I’ve seen it! I’ve seen it! Oh my god! They’re together?!" "His hand was on her waist! Oh my god!"That’s Miss Yvette Martinez, right? The CEO of the YVETTE brand?""Which means she’s the wife of Mr. Smith?"The employees were like zombies crowding in the lobby to talk about it as they controlled not to shout upon seeing that everyone was so stunned and shocked.It was so rare for Clyde to bring girls into his own office or the company because he always treats work as the main priority that even flirting while he’s in the middle of his work is considered unprofessional to him.But to be seen with a woman is just so shocking that everyone cannot stop talking about it until it slowly spreads to each of the employees."Are they out as a public couple?! Oh my god! I haven’t seen some posts on social media! Which means... Mr. Smith just brought his wife without exposing himself on the internet!""Mr. Smith isn’t fond of what's on the internet! Should we post about this? Or we’ll just keep
As soon as the secretary left, Yvette went to his table with his brows arching."You adjusted your schedule," she pointed out."That won’t cause too much. I’ve been a workaholic. Adjusting my schedules for a month won’t cause anything since I’ve been working for more than I should work every day at my office, especially for the past years," he explained as he pulled Yvette’s waist, coaxing him to sit on his lap.And Yvette, letting Clyde pull her between his parting legs and coax her to sit on his lap, lets herself just occupy it.It was the most intimate thing he could do that Yvette permitted without pushing him, as she comfortably sat on his lap while her hand looked at his opened laptop.Clyde combed her hair using his fingertips as Yvette rested her elbows on the table while reading the files Clyde had been checking on his laptop."Did you remember that downfall you had once in the past of your business?" she opened up."Mm... what about it?" he asked nonchalantly as she put her
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