Marissa’s POVI know what I did to Brylle was terrible. I still have not explained everything to him, and that is why he does not get my relationship with Diego. All he knew was that I hated my boss, and now, I will marry the man that I hated the most.But still, it does not justify him hooking up with my best friend. He knew better. Or maybe this is a payback for him. He knew I would lose Nica, just like I lost me. He wanted me to know what it feels like to be betrayed by the person you treasure the most.“What seems to be bothering you, Marissa?” my grandmother suddenly asked me when she witnessed that I was spacing out while feeding her. “Is there a problem of yours that you would like to share?”“H-Huh?”That is when I realized that the spoonful of rice soup was left in the air. It was supposed to be near her mouth. So I snapped and continued what I was doing. She immediately opened her mouth and ate the soup.“Nothing, grandmother,” I lied. “It’s just that I had a rough week.”“A
Madeline’s POVI felt like I was showered with shame when I entered the lobby of the company with the employees stopping in their tracks. Or if they did not stop, they would just exchange whispers with each other as they talked about me. I prepared for this day to come. To be known by everyone to be the girlfriend of the CEO. Even I still can’t believe it. How much more for them?I wore my best coat dress. The expensive one that I bought last night when I went to the mall to prepare to face the people in the company. My heels were also brand new, YSL brand. My bag was a Louis Vuitton and my earrings were pearls now, not the hoop earrings, so I would look formal and presentable. I had a trim and made it wavy brown which the salon had done to me last night.And yup, I used my salary and the bonuses Diego has been giving me for the past few days for doing the services with the benefits I acquired. When I started walking through the lobby, I could sense the awkwardness they had in their
Marissa’s POV“Mr. Montero, you have a meeting in the conference room with some of the board of directors. I think the properties you were selling in Pangasinan were affecting some businesses of yours. Do you want me to make a presentation, sir? The meeting will happen in about two hours,” I said while writing my notes. “Also, a client wants to file – Sir? Are you even listening to me?”I was bothered when I saw him staring at me while lounging comfortably on his swivel chair. I had to raise my eyebrow and tilt my head to get his attention.“Sir? Do you hear the words that are coming from my mouth?” I asked again. “Yes, madame,” he said. “Then why are you watching me like I am some entertaining TV show?” “Because you are interesting to watch.”I frowned at him, because this is the job I had for him for over the years, and now he decided to watch me, when before, he was focused on his paperwork. I leaned my hands on the desk to smile at him. Because leaning forward was intimate to h
Marissa's POVI felt my heart beating so fast as Diego smiled at me. He gave me the most charming smile I have ever seen. In my eyes, he is not a CEO anymore. He looked like he was suited to be an actor or a celebrity. I would encourage him to choose a career like that, but the more I think about women in the business world even fighting over him, how much more if he is seen on television?I might rather just die than see him be flocked by women in the world. It would be the death of me because they would be mad that he chose me to be his bride. "Come on now?" he asked. "Let's show them how beautiful you are beside me."Before I knew it, he had already gotten out of the card and circled so he could go to my side. He opened the car window and reached out his hand so I could accept it. I just stared at him for a while, and it felt like I was in a Korean Drama where scenes like this have a live music background. I shook my head and snapped out of it. I am just being dramatic, not swayed
Marissa’s POVJust like I expected, my followers saw my day and everyone was shocked. They bombarded me with curiosity and questions about the guy I just placed on my day."Tell them that I am your boyfriend," Diego suggested.And yes, ladies and gentlemen, I did. I answered that he was my boyfriend. It felt weird but fun. I mean, the more I think about it, the more I get flattered.Why?Because Diego Montero, the most successful businessman in the city, is just my boyfriend! He has a lot of things that I still need to take in. I might just die from being overwhelmed like this.The day went on with all of the gossipers in the company talking about me and Diego. Diego was very enthusiastic in all of his representations at the conferences, while I tried my best to be stiff and stoic when the truth is I was dying of embarrassment. I just prayed that the talks would die down as soon as possible. "Are you ready?"Diego asked me while I was getting my bag on the table from my cubicle. He j
Marissa's POVDiego and I arrived at the hospital with Zeana Tan still unconscious. While Zeana Tan was being tended by the doctors in a private room, Diego had to make calls to his parents, saying that he must take care of his energy. And because I am a naturally curious cat, I had to make sure that Diego was saying the truth. The beautiful lady was Zeana Tan. I searched her on Google and confirmed that it was her face. I tilted my head in confusion.Maybe it was because of the adrenaline rush, that is why I did not recognize her right away. The only thing I thought about a while ago was how to save her. I did not think otherwise. Not to mention that she was crying!"Are you okay?" Diego asked when he finally sat beside me in the waiting chairs. He peeked over my phone. "Why are you browsing about Zeana Tan?""Uhh, well, I did not know that it was her," I answered and pointed at the room where Zeana Tan was. "I see," he said."Anyway, I asked for help from my tito. He said he was ju
Marissa's POVIf there was one thing that is more awkward than ever, it would be the dinner that we are having right now. The cutleries were the only ones making the sounds on the table. We are already starting to eat. I am beside Diego. In front of us are Madame Margarita and George Benitez, who is the brother of Madame Margarita (that was what Diego told me). In the capital chair of the dining table was Chairman Karlos Montero. While I was eating, I couldn't help but notice that Mr. George Benitez kept glancing at me with a grin that would hit anyone's nerve. I don't even know what his problem is. His stares were just annoying, but instead of expressing my discomfort, I simply smiled at him. He reacted by arching his both eyebrows and smiled even more. "So, Ms. Dela Cruz," he broke the silence by speaking up and making me straighten up in sitting. "You are the secretary of my nephew, right? How many months have you been in a relationship?""We have been in a relationship for over
Marissa's POVAfter that scene I had with Diego in his Aston Martin, I took a shower and had my alone time in my room. I called the caretaker of my grandmother and promised to visit her tomorrow. While I was watching N*****x, my phone rang for a video call. It was Diego.I immediately straightened up and cleared my throat. I combed my hair with my fingers before answering the call as if I was answering a Zoom meeting because of how formal I was sitting."Hey," he greeted me. "What are you doing?"Diego was already lying on his bed. His body was facing the right side while he was holding his phone in front of his face. He had clear skin, I know that. I never saw him with acne or any whiteheads. That is what I liked about him. He is hygienic and he always had this man's perfume that I am addicted to. Now, even though we are just facing through our skins, I could still smell him from my apartment. His hair was damp, making me conclude that he had just taken a bath like me a while ago."Oh