ALEXA“Alexa, you need to slow down or you will pass out yourself,” Noelle said as I paced around the hallway on Mark’s private ward.I couldn’t slow down, as Noelle was asking me to, because there was so much at stake.“How can you expect me to be calm, Noelle?” I asked, almost barking at her and transferring my aggression to her. “He is not dead, Alexa, and we brought him here discreetly. All we have to do is hold on for a few more minutes to hear the doctor’s report, that’s all, but with the way you are going, you will destroy the floor in no time,” Noelle cautioned.“You have no idea what is at stake, that’s why,” I said, looking at Noelle who was sitting unbothered for a brief moment. I knew she did not like Mark at all, so maybe she shouldn’t have come with me when Mark passed out right in front of all of us without warning, because she looked so relaxed and unbothered, and it infuriated me. “If anything happens to Mark Ronaldo, I am doomed,” I told Noelle.“Stop sounding lik
ALEXAI remember pacing around, worried sick at the hallway while waiting for my dad to give me answers.He had only informed me about Mark’s accident without giving me details of his condition, so I had been deeply worried. Even though he was dating Ivy and already engaged to her, I was still in love with him. It was crazy, I knew, but I could not kill my feelings for him no matter how much I tried.So the thought of Mark Ronaldo being dead crumbled my heart already, and as I paced about, waiting impatiently for my dad to come out of his bedroom, I prayed fervently in my heart that he would not be dead.“How could you be so insensitive, Clara?!” It had been my dad’s scolding voice coming from his bedroom. His room door was ajar, so it gave me the liberty to eavesdrop. I had tried to peep in, but from the angle that they stood, I could not see them, so I merely listened. I hadn’t even known that Clara had gone into his bedroom.“How am I being insensitive?” Clara had asked angrily.“
ALEXAI couldn’t have said no to my dad’s request even if I had wanted to. There was no way I could have said no.Mark needed me even though he didn’t know it, and it had been an opportunity for me to actually be close to the man I loved for the very first time. I had always seen him from afar off, even when he came to the house to either pick up Ivy or have a discussion with my dad.“I am hoping that this will not take too long,” Mr. Silver had said as I prepared to go to the hospital to take care of Mark an hour after he told me. “Hopefully, he would be back on his feet. Leaving him alone would spark dirty rumors, and it is not good for us. You will have to step in and look after Mark since Ivy has abandoned her duty, but I promise you, Alexa, that you will get rewarded for this,” Mr. Silver had said.I was almost tempted to tell my dad that I did not need to be rewarded or compensated for taking care of Mark Ronaldo at a time when he needed it most. I loved Mark Ronaldo, and I wou
ALEXAThe phone screen burned into my eyes, the moans filling the quiet room like a sick joke. “Oh yes, harder, Mark, please fuck me harder!” My stomach twisted as I watched my husband thrust into another woman, her voice shamelessly calling out his name. The same name I had whispered in the dark when he was unconscious in that hospital bed, clinging to life. The name I had prayed over when I fought to bring him back. And this was my reward? This betrayal—on the night of our fifth anniversary? On my birthday? My fingers trembled as I gripped the phone tighter. A notification popped up, a fresh slap to my face. "Do you like the birthday gift I sent you, dear sis?" I didn’t need to check the sender. I could already see Ivy’s smug face in my mind, could hear the gloating in her voice. "See? Just a flick of my finger and he comes running back. Don’t think your pathetic care ever mattered. To Mark, you’re just a poor nanny." A poor nanny. A mocking smile curled my lips. Tha
ALEXAMark halted mid-step, his broad shoulders tense as he turned to face me. His blue eyes, so sharp and cold, narrowed dangerously as they fixed on my smaller frame. “Excuse me?” His voice was low, quiet, but there was an unmistakable warning in it. I refused to back down. My heart was pounding, but I kept my chin high, my voice steady. “Let’s get a divorce,” I repeated, staring straight at him. For a moment, he just looked at me. Then, a slow scoff left his lips, his expression twisting into something between amusement and disbelief. “Is this your attempt to get back at me?” he asked, tilting his head slightly. His gaze shifted toward the dining table, where the untouched meal sat—an entire evening’s worth of effort wasted. Then, just as quickly, he looked back at me. “Because what?” His voice dripped with condescension. “I didn’t spend your birthday with you? Or is it the anniversary?” There was no remorse, not even a sliver of guilt in his tone, and that hurt mor
MARKThe next morning, as I stepped out of my room, ready for work, I noticed something—something was off. The house felt… empty. Too empty. “Good morning, Mr. Ronaldo,” Jennifer, the housekeeper, greeted as she approached with a cup of coffee. Alexa had sent her away last night for our "special occasion," yet here she was, back in her usual routine. “Your morning coffee, sir.” I took the cup and sipped. The taste was familiar, just the way Alexa always made it when I had a long, exhausting day. Was this her way of asking for an apology? If it was, it wasn’t enough. No one had ever dared to raise their hand against me before. If she wanted forgiveness, she should have the decency to say it to my face. I handed the cup back to Jennifer and glanced around. “Where’s Alexa?” Jennifer flinched at my question. My eyes narrowed. “I asked you a question.” She hesitated before blurting out in a rush, “I apologize, sir, but earlier this morning, the madam packed her bags and l
ALEXAAfter a few hours at the boutique and salon, I barely recognized myself. My hair, once dull and lifeless, was now a vibrant shade of red with golden streaks running through the ends. My nails were perfectly polished, my skin glowed, and the red, figure-hugging dress I wore left little room for self-doubt. It clung to my curves, accentuating everything Mark had once ignored. I looked good—better than I had in years. But as I stared at my reflection, a strange feeling crept over me. Regret. Not for leaving him. But for wasting so much time waiting for love that was never meant for me. For hoping, praying, and breaking myself just to earn scraps of affection from a man who never truly saw me. That ended today. "Well?" Noelle’s voice broke through my thoughts. She stood behind me, arms crossed, watching my reaction closely. "What do you think?" I turned to her, a slow smile spreading across my lips. "I feel…" I paused, then let out a breath. "Like me." Noelle grinn
ALEXA“Let go of her, right now!”That was Noelle’s voice, and it was what brought me back to reality. Everyone present at the club was now looking at us, and Mark’s hand still held onto my wrist possessively…and painfully.“Let her go, Mark,” Noelle ordered again when it seemed as though Mark was deaf to her orders.“Stay out of this,” Mark eventually said, glaring at Noelle. His voice was throaty and husky, and I wondered if it was as a result of what happened between the two of us; if he felt it too, or if it was as a result of his anger.“Why should I?” Noelle asked, facing Mark fearlessly and boldly.She had never liked him, and knowing Noelle the way I did, I knew that she would definitely use this opportunity to get at Mark for what he made me go through. She hardly ever saw him, because she could not stand his presence.“Last time I checked, she was your ex-wife, Mark,” Noelle added.Mark smirked. “You are mistaken, Noelle,” he simply said, leaving Noelle’s eyes to budge out i
ALEXAI couldn’t have said no to my dad’s request even if I had wanted to. There was no way I could have said no.Mark needed me even though he didn’t know it, and it had been an opportunity for me to actually be close to the man I loved for the very first time. I had always seen him from afar off, even when he came to the house to either pick up Ivy or have a discussion with my dad.“I am hoping that this will not take too long,” Mr. Silver had said as I prepared to go to the hospital to take care of Mark an hour after he told me. “Hopefully, he would be back on his feet. Leaving him alone would spark dirty rumors, and it is not good for us. You will have to step in and look after Mark since Ivy has abandoned her duty, but I promise you, Alexa, that you will get rewarded for this,” Mr. Silver had said.I was almost tempted to tell my dad that I did not need to be rewarded or compensated for taking care of Mark Ronaldo at a time when he needed it most. I loved Mark Ronaldo, and I wou
ALEXAI remember pacing around, worried sick at the hallway while waiting for my dad to give me answers.He had only informed me about Mark’s accident without giving me details of his condition, so I had been deeply worried. Even though he was dating Ivy and already engaged to her, I was still in love with him. It was crazy, I knew, but I could not kill my feelings for him no matter how much I tried.So the thought of Mark Ronaldo being dead crumbled my heart already, and as I paced about, waiting impatiently for my dad to come out of his bedroom, I prayed fervently in my heart that he would not be dead.“How could you be so insensitive, Clara?!” It had been my dad’s scolding voice coming from his bedroom. His room door was ajar, so it gave me the liberty to eavesdrop. I had tried to peep in, but from the angle that they stood, I could not see them, so I merely listened. I hadn’t even known that Clara had gone into his bedroom.“How am I being insensitive?” Clara had asked angrily.“
ALEXA“Alexa, you need to slow down or you will pass out yourself,” Noelle said as I paced around the hallway on Mark’s private ward.I couldn’t slow down, as Noelle was asking me to, because there was so much at stake.“How can you expect me to be calm, Noelle?” I asked, almost barking at her and transferring my aggression to her. “He is not dead, Alexa, and we brought him here discreetly. All we have to do is hold on for a few more minutes to hear the doctor’s report, that’s all, but with the way you are going, you will destroy the floor in no time,” Noelle cautioned.“You have no idea what is at stake, that’s why,” I said, looking at Noelle who was sitting unbothered for a brief moment. I knew she did not like Mark at all, so maybe she shouldn’t have come with me when Mark passed out right in front of all of us without warning, because she looked so relaxed and unbothered, and it infuriated me. “If anything happens to Mark Ronaldo, I am doomed,” I told Noelle.“Stop sounding lik
MARKI hadn’t expected to meet Alexa the mood with which I met her, considering how our last meeting had ended, and more so, with Noelle, her best friend and the one person I knew could not stand the sight of me. The first time I had met Alexa was at Mr. Silver’s birthday party, fully organized by Alexa whom I wasn’t even talking to at that time. Ivy and I had recently gotten engaged, so aside from the relationship I had with Mr. Silver, it only seemed right that I attended.I hadn’t even paid much to Alexa, because frankly, all I had wanted to do was get married to Ivy and have a good life. Her stepsister was not really a concern to me, especially as Ivy had been so bitter against her the one and only time that she had spoken about her.“Oh gosh, I can’t stand her either; always doing the most,” Ivy had hissed and rolled her eyes in disgust.I had thought that she was referring to her stepsister again, but when I looked, it had been someone else who was at the other corner of the li
ALEXAI had been devastated since I read the news. I could not believe that this could be happening after I had helped Mark to get what he wanted.I sat in my desk and tried to fight the impending tears.“It is just one customer, Alexa; do not beat yourself up about it. You still have other customers who wouldn’t be moved by what they read in the news,” I told myself, but the encouragement was not working.I was feeling so sad and dejected, and unsure of what to do. Should I call the client who pulled out personally to explain things or what should I do? I couldn’t even begin to decipher how I would be able to manage the situation. Being a woman who knew exactly how the business world worked from my years of working with my dad, I should have known that scandals are not palatable for businesses, especially ones like mine which was just starting out.My phone rang, and I thought it was Noelle, so I picked up instantly without checking who the caller was.“Thank goodness you called,” I
ALEXAThe day was already filled with a lot of work as I went through new designs and arranged my fashion catalogue. I already had a personal assistant who took care of taking bookings from my clients, so I did not need to worry about my schedule. I had a client coming in at mid noon, so while I arranged my wardrobe, I patiently waited for him.Noelle called at almost twelve; she had been at her parent’s all day. Since our argument the other day, she had simply gone over to her parent’s, because the tension had been too high. I appreciated the space, but I also felt horrible. The only thing that had kept my mind off it was work, but seeing her call now almost devastated me all over again.“Noelle,” I said into the phone. “I want to apologize for…” I started but Noelle interrupted me.“Don’t be silly, Alexa, there is no reason for you to be apologizing!” Noelle said. She sounded happy and bright, and I wondered what had changed. “Really?” I asked.“Of course,” Noelle said. “I shouldn
MARKI had an agreement with Alexa, which she stuck to, and it would only be right to do the same for her, but deep down, I knew that I wanted to stick to the agreement because I wanted to get close to her. If I did something that mattered deeply to Alexa by getting her one of the topmost clients in the city, she might feel indebted to me.So as I sat in my office, I began to make a list of wealthy and powerful men who owed me one or two favors, just for Alexa. However, Mr. Devon’s presence interrupted me.“Are we supposed to be meeting right now?” I asked him. He seemed somewhat taking aback by my question, especially with how it came out. “I just wanted to know, because I am surprised that you are here at my office,” I explained.In truth, I did not like the fact that I had been interrupted, especially at a time like this, so I wanted to know if it was important. My explanation made Mr. Devon at ease as he took his seat.“I have been thinking about our last conversation,” Mr. Devon
ALEXA“Why did you stay back and help his ass?” Noelle asked angrily.She didn’t even let me get into the house and relax before bombarding me with questions. She had been calling me nonstop as soon as I left Mark’s house, and I had to pick up and explain what happened briefly to her so that she would not blow up my phone.And now, I was having this feeling that I had made a terrible mistake.“I am tired, Noelle. Please, can we do this another time? Maybe later after I have rested,” I tried to plead with Noelle, but I already knew that it was futile, being that she was angry as hell at me.“We are having this conversation right now, Alexa!” Noelle said loudly, standing in my way and preventing me from going up the stairs. “Have you forgotten so soon what he put you through?” Noelle asked angrily.“No I haven’t forgotten,” I answered even though it sounded like a rhetorical question.How could I have forgotten what Mark Ronaldo put me through? With him, I went through the worst neglect
IVYThe anger in me could not be contained as I drove back home.“How dare Mark treat me like that, especially in Alexa’s presence?” I fumed.Between driving and dwelling in thoughts, I could not tell which was more overwhelming. I thought of parking just to catch my breath so that I would not drive too fast or cause an accident, but I wanted to get home to my mother so badly, so I continued driving.“Something tells me that Mark invited Alexa himself but they both pretended that she came in unannounced,” I said to myself, my anger rising to the surface.I was not as stupid and naïve and Alexa, so I knew exactly when I was being played for a fool, and that was exactly what was happening right now. Mark was playing for a fool, and I would not allow it. It was already bad enough that I was at the brink of losing Oscar to Alexa, but that would never happen with Mark Ronaldo.I scoffed at the irony of the situation; first, Alexa married Mark instead of me, but I was able to get him back,