THIRD PERSON'S POV Wayne's eyebrows meet as he enters the event hall after he and Leigh talk. His eyes immediately searched for where the girl had gone to force her to a second time to go home. Even though he was not required to go home and leave the charity event because he was a VIP guest, he would rather have them leave instead of seeing Leigh talk to another man. But, as his eyes searched for where Leigh was, Becca suddenly came to his side and grabbed his arm. "There you are. I've been looking for you for minutes now. Where did you go?" Becca asked him and drank the wine from the glass she was holding. "Uhm, I just saw one of my friends. It's rude for me not to talk to her while we're at the same event right now," Wayne answered. "Oh. I see. I got confused when you suddenly disappeared in front of me. Anyways, the event will start in 15 minutes. Should we grab our seats now?" "Yeah. Sure. Lead the way," he agreed. At that moment, Wayne's body was with Becca
When Leigh heard that Wayne had entered the car, she immediately turned her eyes to the car window, and the car started. Leigh doesn't take her eyes off the window outside, especially since she doesn't want to turn her eyes to Wayne. Leigh knows she'll only feel more annoyed and mad if she does that.The car slowed down because of the traffic. Somehow Wayne calmed down so he chose to break the silence and explain the truth to Leigh."Believe me, it's not my intention to leave you alone at the party," Wayne said first as he looked straight ahead; while Leigh's eyes were still on the window. "I just didn't expect that I would see Becca there. I am telling the truth, I swear!"Wayne didn't expect to get an answer from Leigh; he fully expected her to remain quiet."I don't need your explanation. Don't waste time trying to explain to me," Leigh said without looking at Wayne. "What's done is done," she added."If that's how you handle things, I'm not. I'm sure you know I don't
Leigh felt all her blood rise to her face because of what she had heard. She could not move, and it was as if she had become a statue in her position. The pounding of her chest has doubled, and in the small distance that she and Wayne have... it is not unlikely that the young man could hear it. Their eyes met again. Leigh knew in herself that she was not ready yet, so she had to think of a way to get out of that situation.When Wayne's face slowly came closer to her lips, she quickly turned to the side. "You know that you can't refuse, Leigh. That's part of our contract."Since Leigh had already found a good reason to refuse, she fought Wayne's look and spoke, "I remember that. But it's also part of the contract I signed… That you give will me enough time before we do that!" Every word Leigh uttered was emphatic, and his seriousness was also noticeable. "Did you forget?" she added.'Damn! It's really a good thing that I came up with a good excuse now. I felt that I'm not
INSIDE THE COURTROOM…"Are you saying that Mariano Marasigan, a widow at 68, childless, and your eldest brother… Signed the deed of transfer of the title of his properties to you, Bernardo Marasigan?" Wayne asked the defendant formally."Yes. I didn't force him. He took the initiative to sign it.""But according to my client, he doesn't remember any document he signed on the twenty-seventh of August… Exactly at nine o'clock in the evening, as you mentioned.""I don't know why he doesn't remember anything. Maybe he suddenly changed his mind. Besides, he's old. He has forgotten many things. Maybe he thought there was no one else to leave his properties to but me; I'm his only sibling. Then he suddenly changed his mind. Nonsense! He was just wasting my time here!"Wayne nodded when he faced his client, who was at his table; the disgust on his face was evident when he heard his brother's fabricated story. He turned his attention back to the defendant and spoke again, "Is it true that you
There was a smile on Wayne's lips as he parked his car in the garage of his house when he got home. At that moment, he could feel his body heating up. He does not understand his feelings and will not deny that it is because of his longing and desire to claim Leigh again. He's not too young not to feel that towards a woman like Leigh; he's old enough, so for him, his feelings for her are not shameful. It was also part of their agreement, and they both signed the contract saying that he could sleep with his ex-girlfriend. So technically speaking, it's a legal thing.When Wayne entered his house's living room, he stopped when he saw his caretaker, Yaya Fracia, carrying a small tub in both hands.He secretly frowned simultaneously as he simply looked at the Rolex he was wearing because, at that time, his housekeeper should be gone from his house.'It's already 10 PM. What is she still doing here?' Wayne asked himself. 'She was supposed to be gone, especially since she was not
"Okay. Good start, Leigh. You clearly remember what happened before you got drunk," I said to myself.Fortunately, I remembered exactly what happened before I started drinking. " But the question is, what happened afterward? That's what I don't remember! Urgh! It's annoying!" Because of my frustrations, I pulled my head and messed up my hair a bit. "Shit! Think about it, Leigh. Think more! How did you end up in Wayne's room if you drank in the living room?” Leigh still trying to remember everything. While her two hands were pulling out her hair, she suddenly heard a sound from the door closing. She automatically raised her eyes where she immediately saw Wayne.Wayne was turning his back to Leigh, so she wasn't sure if he saw that she was awake.‘Oh my goodness gracious! He had no cover. He was wrapped in a thick dark gray towel covering the lower part of his body.’ Leigh exclaimed.Leigh's eyes suddenly roamed at Wayne's sculpted bareback. Because Wayne turned his back to Le
‘It is really your fault, Leigh. I thought you would just get rid of the nervousness you felt last night, so you drank alcohol. You didn't say you were going to rid your soul from your body and your sanity too! MY GOD!'"Sit down here. Sipped some hot soup. You must have a hangover. Eat together with Sir Wayne." Yaya even pulled the chair for me and guided me to sit down. Fortunately, I didn't tie my hair, so I used it to cover my whole face.I feel like I won't be able to face Wayne now, especially, and I can't even remember what happened. Damn! For sure, Wayne has a lot of advantage in my situation. Obviosuly, he can remember anything. I have lots of questions in my mind right now.Did I initiate the kiss?Did I undress in front of him?Did I say anything while we were having sex?Am I moaning loudly?Damn! Thinking those things and questions, made me really want to disappear in just an instant. Those are some of the questions I don't know the answer! I am really concerned about wha
THIRD PERSON'S POV All of Saturday passed, and now it's Sunday. After the conversation between Wayne and Leigh, they never spoke again. In fact, that was the last time the two of them met in that house. Wayne was leaving the house without Leigh's awareness if he wasn't inside his room. When the young man leaves, she is unaware of his arrival too. Leigh couldn't help but let out a deep breath inside her room and lay on her bed. "He's really a coward," she said to herself. Her back was against her soft bed, so she was looking directly at the high ceiling of her room. "I didn't think he could get angry with me like that just because what he wanted to happen didn't happen. Besides, I really didn't mean to get drunk like that. But, of course, he definitely won't believe me." Leigh can only complain and express her thoughts to herself; her only sure ally is herself, which is the reality. Even though almost a day has passed, she still can't move on from the conversation she an