Waverly met Anthony’s eyes and felt stirred. Who would not want to have this sexy, powerful, and handsome man? This was her chance! When Anthony heard the door opening, his mind instantly brought him back to Charmine’s face. Was it Charmine, coming to visit him? The hope-filled Anthony turned toward the door, but upon seeing Waverly instead, he looked disappointed and turned aloof instantly. “Why did you come?” Anthony scoffed. Waverly said gently, “I’m here to visit you. I’m still your fiancée, even if you don’t treat me like one. I should visit you.” Anthony’s face went cold, and he did not even spare her a glance. “No need.” Waverly acted as if she did not hear him, however. She walked over to sit before the table and started peeling the fruit. Anthony stared at her and snapped, “Do you not understand my words?” “I do,” replied Waverly as she continued to peel the fruit, “but I want to stay here and take care of you.” Anthony was so furious that he began to p
No matter what, Waverly would never let Charmine marry Anthony. So long as Anthony was alive, she would not give up! Waverly forced herself to keep it together. Whenever someone else would come into Anthony’s ward, his attitude toward her would be gentler. No matter what she said or did, he would respond to them. To outsiders, they were like a couple. For this, she willingly stayed on to take care of him. She believed that in a few days, Anthony would eventually treat her nicer. On that same day, Waverly phoned her maid to bring in soup for him. She then sat by his bed like his girlfriend and scooped a spoonful of soup, bringing it to his lips. “Careful, it’s hot.” Anthony looked at her coldly. Just as he was about to turn her down, he noticed a shadowy figure outside the ward. He squinted and, rethinking his choice, opened his mouth for Waverly to feed him...all while his hands beneath the blanket clenched so tightly that his veins protruded. Waverly watched as h
Anthony knew how much Charmine hated Waverly, yet he let her stay! He put her through hell… Anthony truly was cold and cruel. Hmph. Charmine put down her phone, her expression frigid cold, and it took her a while before she could calm down. She then picked up the script by her side to read it. Even though her eyes ran through the words, her head was filled with the romantic images of Anthony and Waverly. Even though she read through the script, she did not remember anything. When it was time to film, she put down the script and took a deep breath. She forced her mind to be vacant so she could be prepared. The scene involved Gem Clarke plotting her revenge after being saved. However, whenever she tried to plan something cruel to the man who hurt her, Maurice’s character, John would somehow stop her from doing so. John was a kind-hearted character. He knew her past, gave her a place to stay, and fed her. He even took care of her and tried to persuade her to let go of h
Sabrina hoped Charmine would keep up with that terrible state of hers. Everyone would know that she was nothing but a vase if so, that she had nothing but looks! She had been flirting with countless men with that face of hers. What a shameless woman! The director was getting annoyed at that point. “Charmine, what’s the matter?” Charmine pursed her lips. “Sorry.” Maurice looked at her and asked, sounding concerned, “Gem, you’re still not feeling well, are you? Why don’t we look for a doctor?” He knew she was very capable of acting. She must have felt unwell to perform like this. Despite looking pale, Charmine gazed at Maurice and shook her head. “No need.” Even she did not know what was wrong. She had been forcing herself not to think of Anthony and Waverly, to focus on the set. Try as she did, she kept blanking out. Whenever she regained focus and tried to relax, she would think of Anthony. It was as if she had lost her soul; she was unable to control her mind.
Charmine had been trying to sleep since the afternoon. Alas, she merely tossed and turned with all the news related to Anthony on her mind. She was unable to fall asleep. Helpless, she drank more to numb herself. The entire afternoon was gone and she had finished countless bottles, but she found herself missing Anthony whenever she closed her eyes. Maurice looked at the innumerable empty bottles and the cigarette heads. He fixed his eyes on Charmine concernedly as he said gently, “Gem, is there something on your mind? You may tell me.” She had been acting weird all afternoon: hiding in her room, drinking alone, and even smoking. It was concerning. Charmine gazed at him groggily, pursing her lips for a moment before she mumbled, “Mo, have you been broken-hearted before?” That instantly made Maurice recall the sight of Anthony back at the hospital, and he found out more about him and Charmine in the past two days. He sat opposite her on the sofa and said, “There are man
Charmine raised the bottle and muttered, “Okay.” With that, Maurice smiled gently and clinked his bottle with hers. They thus fell into a long conversation and they drank, much like old friends would. They had a good time. A long while later, Maurice finally felt himself losing grip of reality. His gaze conveyed how intoxicated he was, and he mumbled, “Gem, don’t stay up too late—you should be happy. You look adorable when you smile…” Unable to keep himself up any longer, he was knocked out and slumped on the table. Charmine’s red lips curved into a smirk. “You broke your promise, Mo. You said you’d talk with me till morning!” Nonetheless, she continued to drink on her own. As if she was comforting herself, she declared, “Love hurts. I’m better off without it!” After finishing the few remaining bottles, Charmine stood up from her seat. She was going to move Maurice to the sofa, but since she had been drinking since the afternoon, she was awfully drunk. It was so terr
“No.” Charmine looked at him and hopelessly muttered, “We’re trending again, Mo.” Maurice, at that point, was already suffering from a migraine. It felt as if his nerves were entangled, ready to explode anytime. Massaging his head and stretching his back, he asked, “What caused it?” “We slept together last night,” came Charmine’s reply. “Mmh?” Maurice looked at her with disbelief, “We slept together?” Was he not sleeping on the floor? “Yeah.” Charmine had clicked the hashtag and saw photos of her….in Maurice’s arms! Feeling uncomfortable, she handed the phone to him. “After you passed out, I was going to move you to the sofa, but I ended up falling over…” Maurice took a look and apologized, “I’m sorry to cause you trouble again, Gem. Don’t worry, I’ll hold a press conference to explain.” Charmine pursed her lips, and after a moment of silence, she said, “I don’t mind it. I’m kind of used to these rumors.” At the same time, she wanted to see what Anthony would do w
Anthony rushed to the door of the ward when Waverly, who was sitting on the sofa, reacted. She came over to pull him by his wrist. “Anthony, where are you going?” He glared at her hand on his wrist and swung her hand away. “None of your business!” Waverly recalled the gossip floating around recently, and she instantly caught onto what he was thinking. “She’s such a flirtatious woman,” scoffed Waverly. “Why are you still looking for her? She even—” “Shut up!” Anthony cut her off and glared at her murderously. “What right do you have to say such things about her? Anything she does is at least ten thousand times better than you!” Waverly’s expression faltered, but her grip on him never wavered. It was an uphill battle to just get Anthony to treat her better. How could she let him go and find Charmine? All her effort would go to waste if they reunited! Waverly bit her lip and said, “She even slept with another man, Anthony! What’s the point of going over to find her?” Antho
There was an unnoticeable glint in Sonia's eyes. She nestled herself further into Harry's arms as she added, "Let’s go to Pares. We'll come back after I give birth to the baby.""Alright."Harry stayed by Sonia's side as he watched over her, cared for her, and talked to her until she finally slept in his care.He stood up tiredly and walked out of the room to sit in the living room.Thuck!Something fell out of his pocket.He narrowed his eyes to the source of sound and spotted a USB.Since when did he have a USB in his pocket?With a small frown on his face, Harry curiously picked it up and noticed the front side of the USB glowing. Something was carved onto its surface, too.[Granger].Was it Dior’s USB? Why was her USB inside his pocket?Harry’s clear fingers held on the USB tightly. He thought for a moment before he took out a laptop, turned it on, and plugged in the USB.A moment later, the screen showed what seemed to be peculiar surveillance footage with a descriptio
Dior was still lost in her storm of thoughts when a shadowy figure zipped past her and ran toward Harry.When she spotted this familiar figure, she reacted quickly and held onto him."Let go of me!" growled Guy. "How dare he slap you and misunderstood you? I have to beat some sense into him!"Harry broke free and chased after Harry.Dior, despite having lost all hope and life in her, mustered the last strand of her will to chase after Guy and reeled him back. "Brother, don't," she muttered, "spare your energy…" Her sorrow clouded her eyes as she mumbled, "He’s the man I love. Even though he hates me, I won’t allow you to hurt him. As for the explanation…"Dior smiled ironically. "Whatever. That slap decimated every beautiful daydream I have about him, anyway."She no longer expected anything from him.He had no trust in her, so what would it matter if she finally got him? He did not even love her, and he did not trust her either.Dior smiled elegantly, but her eyes were fille
Dior looked forward to that new shift.She watched as Harry made his way into the restaurant silently, unable to deter her mind from the daydreams she had of him, of the new chapter of their story they would have.He would apologize to her, trying to redeem himself, and kiss her dearly as he embraced her. Later down the line, they would have a child of their own, too.Harry's long legs walked in strides, his dark gaze trained on Dior.The bright light shone on Dior’s delicately stunning face, and she also wore a red dress.He remembered her wearing this back in Mount Village.He could remember how alluring she looked back then, how they stayed in the same room, how she put down her ego to treat him with so much gentleness.Harry’s cold face mellowed down, but recalling a certain memory, the vague wistfulness in him vanished and he sat in front of her.Dior looked at him fondly, like she always would. "Long time no see."Her eyes burned brightly as if she wanted to drink in his
Dior examined the footage the moment she received it.True enough, it showed Sonia and George talking about their little deal. It also showed how Dior was telling the truth while they both ganged up on her.Dior’s frail heart felt as though it was rejuvenated once more, feeling as though blood was once more pumped into her heart. Her dull eyes devoid of hope regained their lost luster once more.Not thinking twice, she dialed Harry's number with this evidence, though he had to be busy, seeing as he did not pick up even after the phone rang for a long while.Just as she was about to hang up, Harry picked up the phone."What do you want?"On the other end of the call was the voice that she had missed for so long. His low, hoarse voice sounded so cold and emotionless.Hearing his voice brought Dior back to the image of his handsome face, and her heart skipped a beat.She tried her best to restrain her fluttering emotions as she tried to speak calmly, "Do you have time? I’d like to
At Mount Village…Inside the elegant bamboo house was Dior, dressed in a beige dress. She sat in the front yard as she took sips of her wine.The sunlight shone past the leaves and illuminated her, yet she exuded an air of loneliness.She swirled the glass and could not help recalling the moments she spent with Harry.In the beginning, she was attracted by his looks; he looked so gentle and elegant.She gave him money, kept him company, and continuously showed up around him in hopes of conquering him.Alas, she ended up in this state.The time she spent with him in Mount Village was the happiest time she had ever had. They had lived inside the bamboo house together, where he took care of her and claimed her to be his woman.They even laid inside the same room.Everything was so beautiful.Cursed was her luck, however, that it was just an illusion. He had been using her from the start, while he chose to stay with the woman who lied to him and even hurt him!No matter how mu
"Although Susan was unhappy, she should've voiced out her displeasure instead of bottling things. Cheating is wrong, regardless. Furthermore, if she wanted a career, she didn't have to stay home and depend on her husband."Grandma Bailey halted.Was that what Charmine truly thought of?Grandma Bailey thought Charmine would find Susan too aggressive unto herself.Charmine glanced at Susan again and apathetically commented, "She doesn't want to make money on her own, but she wants to be rich while complaining about her man not making time for her and taking care of her? If a woman has no ability of her own and also blames others for her miseries, all she's worth is to sit quietly at home and wait for her husband to come home. She also has no right to cheat! This is how the world works."Charmine patted Grandma Bailey’s shoulder and held Anthony’s hand, her words met with everyone's evidently surprised gazes and their silence.Grandma Bailey was shocked. Sure, Charmine sounded rathe
The colossal cruise started to drift away from the pier.Eric stood on the cruise and let the wind blow at him, loneliness and hatred still oozing from his being.He stared at the blue ocean ahead of him as Charmine's words rang in his mind unceasingly.'Will you really feel good after you've killed them?''You saw Susan suffering from a serious wound; would you still kill the one sibling you have left in the world?'"Forgive them and yourself.'Deliberating everything carefully, his lips curled into a bitter smile.It was true, after all, that Charmine understood him the most.Eric poured himself another drink and downed it with loneliness as he allowed the cruise to bring him wherever it would take him.…Susan was still inside the operating room when Charmine and the rest of the Baileys rushed into the hospital.Darryl stood before the room, his expression blank, his figure lonely and helpless.So many things had happened in half a day.He found out about his wife's inf
"No one's stopping you now. Eat!"Anthony clenched his hands tightly and took another glance at Charmine. He was more determined than before, and he was close to eating the pills in the bottle.Charmine, who was held hostage, gradually opened her eyes at that moment. Her gaze drifted toward Eric before she asked, her tone challenging, "Will you really feel good after you've killed them? You saw Susan suffering from a serious wound; would you still kill the one sibling you have left in the world?"Eric halted, and his eyes darkened.Charmine had just woken up, yet what she said…He cast a cold glance at Charmine. "It's my business, and it has nothing to do with you!"They were his family, and he did not want a family like this!Charmine looked squarely at him. "Eric, I don’t care if you used me or plotted against me all these years; I've treated you like a true friend, nothing more nor less. You were the only person who stayed by my side in the past five years, so I hope that you
Anthony's breath hitched when he saw Charmine.He clenched his fists and, without doubting himself, relented "I can agree to your terms, so let her go right away. This has nothing to do with her; you only hate me after all. As long as you let her go, I'll take the pill. Everything will end right away."Susan shook her head. "We'll die after eating the pill. I’m not taking that!"She had just reunited with Eric, and she did not want to die yet. She looked at Eric and begged, "Please let Anthony be, why don't you? He’s your brother, after all, and he doesn’t even know about your existence. If you’re really angry, just kill Charmine, and I'll make it up to you—"Anthony's expression contorted in sheer fury upon hearing Susan's plea, and he glared at her with murderous intent."This was all your fault, so what right do you have to make Charmine take your blame?!""What on earth are you going on about?" snapped Grandma Bailey. "Charmine has been kidnapped because of you, yet you want