Chapter 5

Devastated we are, we don’t have a choice but to tell the truth to Anastacia. She cried her heart out. Betina also stayed in our condo for the night so we can comfort Anastacia.

“I can’t believe ---I-I can’t believe this.” She said in between her sobbing.

After she watched the video once, she fell on her knees and good thing Betina catched her halfway and guided her to sit on our sofa. Umupo kami ni Betina sa tabi ni Anastacia. She’s sitting between us.

“I’m really sorry that you have to see this but, it’s for your own good too, diba? At least nalaman mo na may ginagawa pa lang kabalbalan yang fiancé mo at hindi pa kayo nakakasal.” Ani ko.

“I thought…I thought he’s so loyal with me and besides he’s always so busy with his work at never pumasok sa isip ko na magagawa pa niyang mambabae. And he’s always here with me most of the time during the weekends or whenever he’s in the country.” Anastacia explained.

“Anabelle, girl. Ang lalaki kahit gaano ka-busy yan kung gusto niyan mambabae, gagawa at gagawa yan ng paraan.” Betina commented while caressing Anastacia’s hair.

“I agree with Betina.” I spoke.

“But… I was wondering why did he even propose to you so early? If he’s still not willing to let go of his single life?” Betina asked in curiosity.

The three of us fell silent for a few minutes only the sobbing sounds of Anastacia we could hear in the house.

“Maybe because of the power? You see, Anastacia is a well-known model in Asia. If ever they get married it will be a good front for their company and family. It’s like she’s a trophy. It’s---” Betina suddenly spoke and cut off my sentence in the middle.

“Trophy wife ganern? Im handsome, hot and rich and I have a beautiful and famous wife.” Ani ni Betina at binago pa niya ang tono ng boses niya nung sinabi niya yung part na I’m handsome; ginawa niyang boses panlalaki.

Anastacia laughed with me in spite of the continuous falling of tears in her eyes.

“So, he just wanted to marry me so he can have a trophy wife not because he loves me?” Anastacia then realized and cried more.

I glared at Betina. She glared back at me. We’re fighting with our gazes and facial expressions.

“Wait, how about the video?” I asked and snapped out with the glaring battle.

“T-the vid-video?” Anastacia asked.

“Yes, what do you want to do about it?” I asked again.

“What---what do you mean? Do you have something on your mind Penelope?” She hinted.

“Yes.” They both looked at me with wonder.

“Let’s upload and let the world see how bastard Dylan is.” I suggested, revealing my plan.

They both looked at me with disbelief in their faces like saying I’m out of my mind.

“Ayan ka naman Peppa sa mga plano mo napaka risky.” Betina warned me.

“Yes, I agreed with Betina. Once you upload that and they find out who is the responsible person, they will surely hunt you down. Isa pa, your career will be at risk too.” Anastacia secondly warned.

“Sino ba may sabi na iuupload ko ito through my accounts? We can upload it anonymously and we can also use VPN to protect our ip address. In that way they will never find me.” I explained.

“Member ka ba ng Anonymous Philippines ha? How do you know these kinds of things?” Betina said with amusement.

I smirked at her.

“Lamang ang may alam. Manuod ka kase ng mga shows ni Kuya Kim.” I said and he just rolled his eyes at me.

“Are you sure about that?” Anastacia seriously asked me.

“Yes. And besides, once I upload it, I can delete it after an hour. For sure madodownload or macocopy na yung videos everywhere. And when they tracked down the original one, poof! It’s gone.” Ani ko.

“But… but should I confront Dylan first about this?” Anastacia said.

So naïve this pretty lady.

“That’s useless Girl. He’ll surely deny it and for sure if you mention to him, you have a video, he will immediately let you delete it to prevent causing a scene to his side.” Betina concluded. We had the same idea in mind so I agreed with him.

“Kung wala naman talaga mangyayari kay Peppa like she claimed then it’s better to upload it and let the news surprised his lying ass.” Patuloy na pagsasalita ni Betina.

Betina and I looked at Anastacia waiting for her answer when suddenly her phone had a notification tone. She grabbed and checked the message. It was from Dylan. Pareho kaming nakatingin ni Betina sa phone ni Anastacia when she opened the message.

From: My Love♥

            I miss you. Can’t wait to be with you. Let’s meet early tomorrow and eat breakfast outside after I eat you. (Winking Emoji) I have something for you. I love you, my love. (Kiss Emoji)

Sabi na e. May wild side itong si Dylan despite of the ‘mahinhin’ figure.

“Rawr! Malakas ang resistensya ni Papa Dylan. Sanay sa labanan.” Betina can’t help but comment.

Anastacia cried once again. We hugged her and tried to comfort her again.

“Penelope. Do it. I’m ready with the consequences on my side once it’s out.”

She finally agreed with my plan. She stood up and fixed herself a little bit.

“I'm gonna call my manager once you upload it and inform her about the scandal, we're gonna face tomorrow so we can prepare.” She said and excused herself and went to her room.

“I'm gonna sleep, bakla. I need to be in the office tomorrow unlike ng iba diyan. Char.  Good luck with a heading war on us.” Betina said and went to the guest room.

As for me, I decided to execute the plan. After preparing the necessary tools such as the fake account in a social site and turning on the VPN, I uploaded the pictures and videos, entitled it “Frey Industries CEO Dylan Eros Frey fucking other woman behind his fiancée Anastacia Belle Cruz”. The war has begun.

It was indeed a blast news for everyone the next day. Dylan’s company was bombarded with the media around the world. That’s how powerful their name is. Media are starving for any leaked issue about their family since they always turned it down too fast.

It’s almost the same with Anastacia’s side though she mostly received empathy from the media and netizens but still they want to hear her comment about the scandal.

I stayed in the house with Anastacia since some of the media people are also after her. Her agency hired some personal bodyguards to protect her. There’s a lot of media persons below our condo and trying to get access to our penthouse. The bodyguards are staying outside our door and private elevator just in case some media tries or forces to get in.

Since early this morning, Anastacia’s phone keeps ringing so she just called her manager and told her she’ll turn off her phone for the meantime. I prepared some breakfast for her and she hasn't touched her food. She only drinks her tea. I can see how wary she is.

“Did we do the right thing Pen?” she asked me.

“It’s for the better.”

I just hugged her and she started crying again.

Kung ano nakikita ko ngayon, I just think that asshole deserves it.

I tried to persuade her to eat her food at least.

After eating breakfast, I accompanied her to our living room. We’re just sitting there.

She’s just staring out of nowhere. Her eyes are so puffed with all the crying. Her hair is a mess and she’s still wearing her sleeping clothes so am I minus the puffed eyes.

I have a laptop with me and I was checking how the news is exploding the entire world.

“How did this happen to me?” Anastacia said with so much sadness in her voice.

I looked at her with the same sadness in my eyes. I’ve been in that situation too and asked the same question years ago.

Broken hearted is the same as having an illness that cannot be treated. Other people think that maybe some people are just taking it seriously and just advising them to move forward. It’s easy to say but once you’re in that place, everything seems dull and doesn’t make sense anymore. Mapapatanong ko na lang sa sarili mo kung deserve mo ba talaga maramdaman ang ganung sakit. Yes, broken hearted is an illness that cannot be treated and you can move forward along with it. The only way to treat that is to accept it and turn it to one of your strengths to the next journey of your life.

I just hugged Anastacia again and she hugged me back too. Suddenly a voice from outside our door surprised both of us.

“Anastacia! This is all a mistake! Please let me explain! I’m not the person in that scandal.” He shouted. That was Dylan. How did he pass all the bodyguards and media outside?

Suddenly Anastacia stood up and went towards our door. I immediately followed her. She’s just standing in front of our door. I can see her anger. This is the first time I see rage in her eyes.

“Anastacia please listen to me! I'm telling you the truth! Please hear me out!” Dylan begged outside.

Bakit feeling ko ang sincere ng boses ni Dylan? Or is it just the way he speaks? And where the hell are those bodyguards?

“Ana—” bago ko pa siya napigilan, nabuksan na niya ang pinto. Dylan is standing there; the bodyguards are useless. They’re not doing anything at all. Sinabwat na ata ni Dylan yung mga bodyguards.

“What the fuck do you want?” Anastacia said angrily.

“I love you.” He spoke. He just received a big slap on his right cheek from Anastacia.

“I hate you so much.” She said with so much rage while tears falling on her eyes.

Dylan tried to hold Anastacia’s hand but she immediately hit his hand.

“Don’t you dare!” She shouted.

“That was not me! Okay? That’s my twin.” He spoke.

We both looked at him with unbelievable expression.

“Are you still toying with me? Do you think I will believe that lousy explanation of yours?” Anastacia said.

“I’m telling the truth.” Dylan said sincerely.

Then out of nowhere, the elevator door opened and a guy that just looked like Dylan came out of it. Anastacia and I both gasped and couldn't believe what we’re seeing right now.

“Hello? I supposed?” The man with the same face as Dylan said as he approached us.

What the fuck is happening?! And why does he look familiar to me?