“No, no, no! You’ve got to be kidding me,” Millicent groaned as she tried turning the ignition of her car for the umpteenth time, to no avail. She’d just finished work after staying late, only for her car to start acting up now that she was in a hurry to get home. Refusing to give up, she continued turning the ignition repeatedly. Finally, the car purred to life, but just when she was about to sigh with relief, it died again. Death, because when she tried again, it didn’t even make a sound. “Fuck!” she cursed. Annoyed, she accidentally slammed her hand into the horn. It blew loudly and sharply, startling her and causing her to jump. Then she burst out laughing. The situation wasn’t all that funny, but she knew she had no one to blame but herself. The car had been giving her warning signs for two weeks with its stuttering and lagging, but she’d stalled taking it to the repair shop. Now it was biting her in the ass. Realizing there was nothing she could do, Millie sighed a
Zeke frowned. “Why? Is something the matter?”Millie pursed her lips without saying anything, which caused Zeke’s frown to deepen. “Millie, what’s wrong? Why do you suddenly look so tense?”Millie swallowed. “Uh, it’s just... it’s just that my boyfriend might be around.”“Oh.” Zeke’s expression dropped slightly at that. He didn’t understand the sudden tightness in his chest.He managed to smile. “I didn’t know you had a boyfriend, but what’s the problem if he’s around? I might as well say hi to him and warn him not to hurt you since I care about you.”Millie’s heart raced slightly, but she quickly chastised it, telling it to stop acting so foolishly because Zeke obviously didn’t mean it the way she thought.“So, are we going in or not?” Zeke prompted after some seconds.With her heart in her mouth, Millie nodded and unlocked the door.“Francis?” she called out. “Are you home?”She saw him sitting in the living room. His eyes blazed when he saw her. Millie was just about to warn him th
"Clark Morgan is here again, Thalassa," Juana informed Thalassa over the phone. Thalassa sighed. "Okay, let him in." A few seconds later, the man stepped into the office, wearing his usual beaming smile. "If the mountain doesn't bother to call Muhammad, then Muhammad will look for the mountain." Thalassa rolled her eyes. "I don't think that's how the saying goes." "Yeah, whatever. You understood what I meant," Clark said, making himself comfortable in one of the visitor chairs. "Are you here for something in particular?" Thalassa asked. He frowned slightly. "You told me I could come here." "I don't think you would come just to stare at my face." He grinned. "I mean, that wouldn't be bad. I could stare at that face all day. It's brighter than the sun." "If it were actually brighter than the sun, then you wouldn't be able to look at it." "Ugh," Clark let out an exaggerated groan. "I'm trying to flirt here, woman." Thalassa couldn't help but smile, which pleased him.
When Clark brought the flowers to their table, Thalassa stiffened, wondering what the hell he was doing. “Here,” Clark beamed, extending the bouquet to her. “These were supposed to come much earlier to your office, but there was a delay. I hope you like them. I know they’re your favorite.” Thalassa smiled nervously as she stared at the flowers. “Really? How did you know?” Clark shrugged. “Let’s just say a little birdie told me.” From the corner of her eye, Thalassa could see the smirk on Kris’s face, instantly realizing he must have done that. Without a second thought, she took the flowers from Clark and brought them to her nose to breathe in. She knew her head would make her regret this later, but she didn’t care. If Kris thought she was going to do things according to his plan, then he had better think again. At his table, Kris fumed with disbelief. “What the hell is she doing? She’s going to end up with a headache!” He felt so tempted to get up and snatch the flowers
“What the hell? I bought those for her. Why would you just throw them away?” Clark looked offended and upset.Realizing the attention that was now on them, Thalassa finally snapped back to the situation and quickly pushed Kris away from her.“What right do you think you have to throw my flowers away? What is wrong with you?” she hissed.“No. What is wrong with YOU?!” Kris retorted. “Why would you take the flowers and keep them so close to you when you know that you have a reaction to them?”“Reaction?” Clark frowned and turned to Thalassa. “What is he talking about?”“She’s allergic to them, idiot. They give her headaches. You would’ve noticed she wasn’t alright if you had studied her reaction instead of talking like a fucking parrot.”“You bastard, you tricked me. You told me they were her favorite flowers.” Clark accused before turning to Thalassa. “Why didn’t you tell me? I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”Thalassa nodded, even though her hard eyes were directed at Kris. “Yes, I’m fine,
“The dress is beautiful, no doubt, but I feel like the bust could be a little less extra,” Thalassa said, her forehead creased thoughtfully as she stared at the model on the rotating showcase platform.The model was wearing a recently completed and unreleased design. The dress was a deep mauve color with flares around the bust and silky appliques at the bottom.“What?” Luisa looked at Thalassa as if there was something wrong with her. “This is perfect. It looks so good on her and would look absolutely good on anyone as long as the right adjustments are made.”They were in the showroom where their models tried out designs for release or remodeling in order to ensure the best outcome. But this showcase was particularly important because they were gearing up for a fashion exhibition show that was coming soon.It was one of the biggest exhibition shows, giving several designers the chance to showcase their works. So they couldn’t just pick any dresses. They had to pick the best of the bes
“What the hell, Lassa? What is taking you so long? We’re going to be late,” Luisa whined as she burst into Thalassa’s room after knocking.“Calm down, jeez. I’m almost done. Besides, it’s not nearly time,” Thalassa complained but couldn’t help the smile on her face, knowing Luisa was this impatient because she was a nervous wreck.She ran the brush through her hair one last time and picked up her clutch, declaring, “There. I’m all done. Shall we go now, Miss Nervous Wreck?”Luisa glared at her and rolled her eyes, causing Thalassa to chuckle as they finally made their way downstairs. Heading to the door, they opened it only to find Zeke on the porch, his hand raised as if he was about to ring the doorbell.“Oh, hey. I was just coming to take you guys out for dinner, but I see you’re already going out,” he said.Turning to Luisa to survey her hair and the dress she was wearing, he raised a brow. “Damn, sis. You’re looking gorgeous, but who is this for?”Luisa blushed. “We’re just going
Alden was annoyed but forced a smile as he looked at Zeke. “No problem. You can sit anywhere you like.”As much as he would like to tell the man off for his interference, he knew he needed to be wise. Zeke was still Luisa’s brother, and if he was going to pursue Luisa, he needed to get on the man’s good side.Luisa was also fuming as she sat down in the chair Alden had pulled back for her. She couldn’t believe that Zeke was interfering even after promising he wouldn’t. Thalassa and Millie both rolled their eyes.“So how long have you and Millie known each other?” Alden asked Zeke.“Since she began working for Kris two years ago. We’ve been close.”Zeke’s eyes narrowed, not liking the way he said it. What did he mean by ‘close’?“I see,” he said simply while glaring intensely at Alden.An awkward silence settled over the table, but they were saved when a waitress approached them.“Hello, are you guys ready to order now?”“You can order anything you want. I’ll take care of everything,”
“What’s wrong with my wife, doctor? Is she okay?” Kris questioned at the hospital after the doctor was done examining Thalassa. The doctor offered a reassuring smile. “Mr. Miller, please calm down. Your wife is perfectly fine.” Kris’s heart slowed just a little. “Then why did she faint?” Thalassa was sitting up on the hospital bed. Her brow furrowed, and her lips pressed into a thin line. “Doctor, it’s probably menopause,” she said matter-of-factly. “I haven’t had my period in two months. I know it happens earlier for some women.” She wasn't exactly pleased that she was having her menopause at 40 years old, but she had been expecting it. The doctor shook his head gently, a knowing smile on his face. “Mrs. Miller, it’s not menopause, I assure you.” That didn't help to assuage Kris's worry. “Then…what is it?” The doctor looked between them, savoring the moment before delivering the news. “Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Miller. You’re three months pregnant.” For a long second, sile
THIRTEEN YEARS LATERIt was the thirteenth anniversary of Kris and Thalassa’s remarriage, and as had become their tradition, it was a time for celebration with loved ones.The familiar hum of laughter and clinking silverware filled the air, creating a cozy, joyful atmosphere.At the adults’ table, Thalassa sat with her chin resting on her hand, her smile gentle as her gaze lingered on the people who had become their family. Alden and Luisa were seated across from her.Their three children—Andrew, the 12-year-old charmer; Matthew, the mischievous 9-year-old; and Emma, their 5-year-old firecracker—were occupying their seats at the kids’ table.Beside Alden and Luisa were Zeke and Millie, who had flown in from New York with their boisterous 10-year-old triplets, Max, Mia, and Miles.Alex and Tessa were sitting at the adults' table. No longer children, they'd blossomed into young adults. Alex had grown into a tall, broad-shouldered, and cool-headed teenager, much like his father. While Te
The car pulled into a luxurious beachfront resort, its white walls gleaming against the backdrop of the turquoise ocean.Thalassa blinked, the gentle sound of waves lapping against the shore stirring something deep in her memory.They were in Cabo San Lucas.The moment it clicked in her mind, her breath hitched. She glanced out at the golden sands stretching endlessly before her, the rugged cliffs towering in the distance, and the sparkling waters that seemed to stretch into infinity. This wasn’t just any place.It was the place she'd thought she and Kris would be going for their first honeymoon while getting married five years ago. But of course, right after their wedding, Kris had cancelled their honeymoon.Her chest tightened as a surge of emotions threatened to overwhelm her. She turned to Kris, her voice barely above a whisper. “You remembered.”Kris’s lips curved into a soft smile as he reached for her hand, brushing his thumb over her knuckles.“Of course I remembered,” he said
After his aunt disappeared from sight, Kris made his way back to Thalassa on the dance floor. She stood there, her eyes soft and grateful, watching him approach. Her expression said everything—how much his unwavering defense against Cynthia meant to her. When he reached her, she tilted her head and whispered, "Thank you."Kris cupped her cheek, brushing his thumb against her skin. “You don’t have to thank me, love,” he murmured.Straightening, Kris raised his voice to the room, announcing, “Alright, everyone! Let’s get back to celebrating!” The guests cheered, and almost immediately, the jovial atmosphere returned, laughter and clinking glasses echoing in the air.As the music played on, Kris slid his arms around Thalassa’s waist, pulling her close. Before she could react, he dipped his head, nuzzling her neck with deliberate passion. The soft tickle of his lips against her skin sent a shiver down her spine, and she let out a surprised laugh.“Kris,” she whispered, her laughter bub
Kris’s fingers trembled slightly as he slid the delicate band onto Thalassa's finger, his gaze locked onto hers.Her lips quivered, tears glistening in her eyes, and when she looked down at her hand adorned with his promise, she sniffled and quipped through her tears,“Now how am I supposed to top that vow?”A ripple of laughter echoed through the guests, softening the intensity of the moment. Kris chuckled along with them, his own eyes wet as he mouthed, I love you.Zeke stepped forward with the second ring, offering it to Thalassa with a small nod of encouragement. She took a deep breath, steadying her emotions as she began her vows.“Kris,” she started, her voice trembling but firm. “We’ve been through more than a lot of couples ever have since we fell in love. We've experienced more heartaches than a lot of couples have. We've cried more tears than a lot of couples have. But we’ve also survived more than most couples could ever dream of surviving. Despite everything, every obstacl
ONE MONTH LATER... The beach was transformed into a paradise, a breathtaking blend of romance and nature. Rows of white chairs with soft blue ribbons faced an altar made of driftwood, wrapped in delicate white fabric that fluttered in the breeze. Seashells and flowers adorned the aisle, their fragrance mingling with the salty ocean air. Lanterns filled with candles were set along the path, their flames flickering gently despite the sunlight. The waves whispered as they lapped the shore, a soothing background to the laughter and murmurs of the gathered guests. Among the guests sat a healthy Juana, her face radiant with happiness. Though she now had to walk with the help of a cane, her physiotherapist had assured her that she would soon be walking on her own two feet. Kris stood at the altar, his fingers clasped tightly in front of him. He adjusted his tie for the umpteenth time. “Dude, you're acting like you haven't done this before." Alden chuckled, standing to his left as his
Tessa pulled back from the hug first, her little hands clasped together as she looked up at Alex with wide, curious eyes. "Do you want to play with my dollhouse?" she asked, her voice light and full of hope. Alex tilted his head, thinking. "Okay," he said, then quickly added, "But we will play with my toy cars after. Okay?" "Okay!" Tessa agreed with a grin. "Let’s go!" The two children turned and, hand in hand, skipped off together, their laughter echoing. Kris and Thalassa watched them go, a shared warmth blooming between them as they stood side by side. Rising to his feet, Kris turned to Thalassa, noticing the shimmer of tears in her eyes. His brows knitted together in concern as he stepped closer. "What’s wrong?" he asked softly, brushing a stray tear from her cheek. Thalassa smiled, but it was tinged with a bittersweet emotion. "It’s just… Alex has always wanted a little sister. Ever since he was old enough to understand what that meant. I never thought I’d be able to give
Kris and Thalassa both knelt as Alex barreled into their arms, his small frame colliding with Thalassa first. His tiny arms wrapped tightly around her neck as he exclaimed, "Mummy! I missed you, Mummy!"Thalassa’s arms encircled him, her voice trembling as she whispered, "I missed you too, sweetheart. So much." Her fingers gently stroked his hair as their joy filled the room. Despite himself, Kris suddenly felt a slight wave of anxiety.He had only spent a few days in New York with Alex weeks ago. Sure, they spoke on video calls almost daily, but what if the boy didn’t greet him with the same joy? What if Alex still felt distant toward him?But as if sensing his hesitation, Alex, while still hugging Thalassa, stretched one small arm toward Kris.“Daddy, come!” he said, his voice warm and inviting.Kris felt his chest swell with emotion. A grin broke across his face as he leaned into the embrace, his arms encircling both Thalassa and Alex. Together, the three of them shared a family h
Kris was in Tessa's room, leaning against the doorframe, his gaze fixed on the small figure curled up in bed. Her breathing was soft and even, her chest rising and falling rhythmically under the fluffy pink comforter. Moments ago, she had clung to him, her small hands gripping his shirt as she begged him to promise over and over again that he was her daddy, her only daddy, and that he would never let the bad man take her away.Now, she slept peacefully, her expression serene, as though the weight of her fears had finally been lifted after his promises.The sound of soft footsteps behind him pulled Kris from his thoughts. He turned to see Thalassa standing in the doorway, a faint smile on her lips.“It’s done,” she said simply. stepping beside him. “That coward is in jail.”“Good." Kris gritted his teeth together, feeling a surge of relief. That scoundrel was finally where he belonged. But he was confused about one thing.“Why now?” he asked. “You had evidence against him all this tim