Marissa's POVI followed my grandmother’s request to get a caretaker for her and went to work the next day. This is for the compensation that I will provide for Mr. Montero… I mean, Diego now, right? Anyway, he said that he was troubled because I could not work with him. He must not be used to having Ms. Gonzaga replace me as a primary secretary.There were a few tasks that were given to me when I came back to the company. Diego did not waste time in talking to me when we got to work, unlike yesterday when we had a childish interaction. He segregated his professionalism from the weird act he had. That is what I liked about him as a CEO. If it is time for work, he does not let distractions come in his way…But why was he bothered for the past days I was gone, right?He could have survived that if I was not important.My subconsciousness laughed at me.Am I hearing myself? Me? Important to the CEO?I must be the one losing my mind, then.It was not pressuring, but I still pushed myself
Marissa’s POV After a few minutes of driving, we finally arrived at his favorite coffee shop. I did not even notice the time since I was driven by our fun conversation inside the car. Well, we both agreed that we are going to be friends, so we have to practice acting like it.“Stay here,” he commanded when he made me pause from unbuckling my seatbelt.I furrowed my eyebrows and was about to ask why, but he already opened the car door and closed it when he was already outside. He circled his car beside my seat. I dropped my jaw when he smiled as if he could see me from the tinted window before he opened my door.Woah!“Am I going to pass as a real gentleman now?” he asked.It took seconds for me to stop staring at him in astonishment. I would have looked at him differently just like the women who find him attractive.I am still new to his set of sudden actions right now. He just opened the damn for me! That is new!“Hey, are you planning to get out, or should I carry you, instead?” he
Marissa's POV“Wow, I can’t believe I am seeing you here. Is it your break?” he asked. “Or are you going home after this?”Oh, since our interaction at the hospital, the exchange of our texts has become rapid and interesting. He must have been excited because I was not like that to him for over the years. I was too nonchalant, but he coped with it just to be with me. Now that I am seeing his efforts, I seem to reciprocate it, because that is what he deserves.“I am going home after this,” I said. “How about you? Just got off from work?”“Yeah, I was just about to call you so that I could invite you for a coffee. But I did not expect that destiny has already planned about it in advance,” he said, his tone expressing a half-meant joke.“Oh, uh,” I said and caressed my nape. “Why do you want to invite me for a coffee?”“It’s just that, um,” he said and looked down at his intertwined fingers, his thumbs playing against each other, “I missed you.”My cheeks immediately flushed when he had t
Marissa's POVGoing home was heavy, knowing that my day did not end well. The coffee Diego Montero ordered for me might have been thrown away. Or maybe he canceled and paid for it. Not this time, though. He cannot upset me and Brylle and then just pay for it just to compensate for what he has done.When I opened the door of my apartment, my head became even more heated as I forgot to pay my visitation for my grandmother. Instead, I just called the number of her caretaker and inquired for her. This is all Diego's fault! He messed it all up!My phone kept ringing on the side table, but I just ignored it, for I knew that it would be only Diego who flooded me with a lot of texts and calls. I read his texts. I glared at his name from the screen whenever his name shows up as he calls. In the end, I just did not mind him, because I do not want to forgive what he did. I sighed and stared at the wall of my apartment room, my mind was busy recalling the encounter I had with Brylle a while ago.I
Marissa's POV"You see..." I played with my fingers. "I have a contract with Mr. Diego Montero. If I agree to it, he would pay all of my grandmother's hospital bills. He would also refer me to a good job in New York, and you best know that it is my dream city, right? So I signed it, for my grandmother's sake and the achievement of my long time dream...""Okay?" she simply said and prepared the wine bottle from the marble table in front of us. She opened it and began to pour the two wine glasses. "What is the contract all about, Marissa?"I bit my lower lip. "I will marry him, and give him a baby," I revealed, which she slowly turned around and dropped her jaw. I immediately explained the details before she fully reacted. "Look, it will just be a quick marriage. After I give him a baby, he will make me leave. The reason is that her mother is dying months from now, and his father is having an affair. His mother's wish before she dies is seeing him have a family, because she believes her
Marissa’s POVThe beauty of the night was distracting me from focusing on his annoying face. The color of his corporate attire matched the silver moon above, illuminating where he was, like a spotlight. Even though I do not want it to look like it was me hallucinating, I cannot deny that everything around him makes him attractive, and yet he is the person I know who has the darkest, insensitive heart.“We don’t have anything to talk about,” I said coldly and started to walk, planning to avoid his direction and almost pass by him, but he only grabbed my hand to stop me. I glared hard at him so he would know that I did not like the situation here. “Can you let me go now? I said I have no time for you!”The more I protested, the more his hand tightened on my wrist. I could sense that he was beginning to be pissed. He was gritting his teeth, widening his eyes, and his face shaking. I know that expression. He will eventually rain many insults on me. It has been a thing he does to me and ot
Marissa’s POV“I am m sorry,” he mumbled. “I cannot go back to when you and your suitor were arguing because of me. But let me make it up to you. I will do anything for you to forgive me.”“How? By giving me stupid flowers and gifts? Or offering me huge money in exchange for invalidating my feelings right now?” I sarcastically said while raising my eyebrow.“You think lowly of me,” he concluded. “I thought you know me, Marissa.”“Yes, I know you! You tend to blame others instead of taking accountability!” I said.“Then you are just only looking at my bad sides,” he said and smiled in pain which made me confused. “I guess I was wrong.”Awkward silence interfered with us, and it made me uncomfortable. I have said a lot of things and did not even once think of taking them back. He has to know what he did because I am so sick of understanding him.But why do I feel so guilty suddenly?“I know that what I did was bad, causing you to react like this. That is why I did something that could m
Marissa’s POVI opened the main door of my apartment and locked it when I was ready to leave. The gate was wide open, so I could see the Aston Martin Diego Montero owned beside him while he was waiting for me. I sighed before I started walking towards him.Again, I touched every part of my dress and felt my purpose, trying to breathe every minute. Okay, Marissa. You just have to be strong. Remember what Nica said? You have to just apologize to Brylle and explain your side. Do your best to make him understand. He will not have second thoughts just to forgive you. You can’t endure not forgiving someone you love. If the heart wants it, it will be able to do its best to get you back.I took a deep breath while still walking. Diego must have heard my heels, so he immediately turned his head to me. His lips parted as if he was amused, his gaze hovering over my entire appearance. It was awkward because it was as if I was displaying myself to impress him. Tss.“Hi,” he greeted with a ghost of