"Why did you tell this to me just now?" I said with my shaky voice. I wiped my tears while calming myself down.
"Because I like Gabriel for my sister. I saw how he took care of Alessandra in a short span of time. He married my sister despite his condition. I know he learned to love Alessandra and I want it to stay that way."
"And besides, it looks like your Mom opposes your relationship wity the old Gabriel..." he clearly enunciated.
He leaned against the backrest, scrutinizing me and waiting for my reply.
"He's my husband," I said with finality.
He casted his gaze onto to the floor and his eyes darkened. He glanced back up with a silly smirk on his face. "You are?" he said with an insulting tone.
I shifted on my seat, hand clasps into a fist. I want to punch him in the face for real, but I chose to be calm and collected.
"I'm his legal wife. I'm just placing myself," I flashed him a genuine smile.
"If you consider your
"Your mom loved you so much..." he said with full voice. I shut my eyes close before raising my gaze to him. "You don't know what you are talking about," I shot back. He heaved a sigh before he gripped my arm once again. His eyes looked dim and serious, like he doesn't agree to what I said. "She did what she thought was right. Because she knows what's better for you." I chuckled humorlessly. "Right? Do you think it's right that she seperated me from my husband? I'm her daughter, I'm not a stranger that she should hide secrets from!" "It is for your own good..." I was stunned at what I heard. His words sat precariously on my skin, enough to enforce the intended message to my heart. "You knew it?!" I asks with disbelief. My throat and my heart held in a silver grasp. I held my breath as I waited for his reply. "What Tita did was right. That bastard screwed you. He married someone else even if he knew he le
"I am really sorry, Alessandra," I said with my weakened voice. "Hmm, you better talk to Gabriel regarding your resignation. He'll surely understand your reason behind of it..." She spoke with cold formality. I gasped. What do I have to say? I'm sure Gabriel won't accept my resignation. I'm sure he would force me to stay, but my decision is final. "Yeah, I'll send my resignation letter to him through email." I bit my bottom lip. That's the only way I could think of. She sighed again. I know that she's not happy with my decision. She's been kind to me from the day I stepped onto their household and we became close to each other although we shouldn't. But, I know in time, she will understand my decision. I'm not hoping that we'll reconcile after what I'm gonna do. But deep inside me, I know that she had a big heart to understand. After talking to her, I suddenly felt hungry. I decided to take a bath and dressed into a simple dress to pre
I continued cooking and after a while, I served fried rice, hotdogs, omelet, and bacon on the table. I faced the grabite table and got the sliced bread out of the oven toaster. "Coffee or milk?" I ask without looking at him. "Coffee would be better..." he replied. I turned my back and started making coffee for us both. "Any plans for today?" I pursed my lips, pressing the coffee maker. "I don't..." "Wanna go watch the movie?" I didn't reply, silently placing a cup of coffee in front of him. "You should eat, you still need to go to work..." I picked my spoon and fork up and started eating. I know he was stunned by what I said. I can't force myself to act normally around him, like nothing happened. "Okay then, if you don't have any plans for today yet, I'll just stay here with for the whole day," he declared. I rocketed my gaze at him. I dropped my utensils and leaned my back against my chair.
I don't want to question why Iseah's forbidding his sisters to go to the mall. First, I don't have a right to enter into their lives, especially in raising the kids. I didn't mention it to him too, because I don't want to make it a bigger issue. "Kuya Iseah, come with us so it's fun!" Kesha said. She wasn't contented, jumping into Iseah's arms. "I can't, I have a lot if things to do at the plantation..." he said and carried the ten-year old Kesha. "Behave, okay? Don't make your Ate Mary's head hurt," he reminded the youngest. "Ate Mary, are we going with Kuya Ellwood?" Zia asked innocently. Iseah and I looked at each other. His eyes were black, pure black. I can't read any emotion. His jaw clenching was the only sign that told how he didn't like what he heard. "I-it's just the three of us," I quickly answered I saw dismay in Zia's face. When Hezekiah disappeared, Ellwood rarely visits the kids too which I didn't bother to think
She hugged and kissed my cheek before holding my shoulders. She scanned me before shaking her head, smiling. "My god! Where have you been?! I haven't seen you in a long time!" I smiled a bit. "I guess I really enjoyed my vacation. So, how are you here?" "Everything is fine here, we're actually planning to open a big sale event this coming month. Christmas is about to come. The meeting just ended, I'm glad I saw you!" she said, eyes wide as she spoke. Zuay is one of my friends since high school. She's one of the people I trusted my company with, considering that she's also one of the stock holders together with Tawin. The three of us had a big share of the company. Although, Zekiah is the major stock holder and eventually the CEO of the company. Because I'm the wife, I'm also treated as the owner. "It's good to hear that! Sorry for my absence, promise, I'll make it up!" I held both her hands and smiled sincerely. "Don't worry! You're no
I opened the gate widely to let him in. I stepped back and averted my gaze to escape from his. He stood in front of me and scanned my body. "Seemed like you're going out somewhere?" "Uh, yeah! I have dinner with my friends..." "Friends?" My eyes went to him. His lips settled into a soft smile. "I'll meet up with Zuay and Tawin." "Really? Do you want me to drive you for less hassle?" He didn't wait for my answer and opened the door of his shotgun seat. I spaced out for a moment before I declined. "No need, I'll bring my car. I don't want to bother you with these kind of things..." I thought he was okay with it, but he insisted. He stayed standing in front of me, waiting for me to enter the car. I blew out a deep breath and shook my head. "Alright!" His lips formed a smile after I entered his car. I instantly leaned my back on the car chair when he suddenly cowered h
I clasped my hand together underneath the table. I can't deny that it pains me when I heard those words come out from their mouth. For all we know, I was the one who pushed myself on Hezekiah from the start. I did everything just for him to notice me so I understand why their this mad at Hezekiah. "We better not talk about it right now. It's not good to talk about someone who's not here," Ellwood said. "True! If we keep on talking about him, my night will be ruined!" Zuay rolled her eyes. Because of that, no one asked about Hezekiah. I was silently thankful for Ellwood. If he's not here, I'm sure no one would answer their questions. "You really don't have a girlfriend until now? How about your recent relationship with Pia? You lasted quite long, huh?" Zuay asked him with a playful smile on her face. His lips lifted while swirling the wine aroumd the glass. "Maybe, we're not meant for each other..." His eyes went to me which mad
"Y-Yeah, she's hot and single! You look good together!" I said with a lace of bitterness. I saw his lips lifted, moving closer and lowering his head even more which leveled our eyes. "I don't like women without thrill..." he said huskily. My lips hanged loosely in disbelief. "You know that I only like one woman..." he paused and licked his lower lip before biting it hard. "And it's you..." We were silent as we drove back to the Villa. I didn't manage to go back to the restaurant so I just messaged Zuay that I went home because of feeling sick. Ellwood remained silent the whole time. He didn't open a new topic as we took the path home. He stopped his car in front of the gate and turned the car's engine off. At that point, I turned to him and his eyes met mine. The same intensity that I saw everytime that our eyes had contact which never failed to make me agitated. "Thank you for dropping me off."