Sonia’s dream of becoming a rich wife, marrying into George’s rich family, having a taste of his rich family business, had all vanished. She still innocently believed that she could marry a rich man, despite herself coming from a humble background, and that life would change for her. She dumped Harry for this goal…but she was the fool in the end. Quite the irony, this was. …Sonia clenched her fists. No. She refused to go down this route. She was never one to be trampled on.She would not let George get his way! Sonia was so angry that she wanted to beat him up, but just as her hand reached for the doorknob, she became still.Could she fight George? Even if she interrogated him or beat him up, what could she get? Only a warning, most likely. George’s family owned a big company in Burlington. If this incident went up the news, he could easily accuse her of seducing him. By then, Sonia would have lost her reputation and had to hide from street to street. She would no
“Yeah.” Dior could not mask the happiness in her eyes as she declared, “I’ve gotten him now—hook, line, and sinker. He treated me so sweetly for the past two days. I just found out that a good-looking guy doesn’t necessarily have to be a player. He can also be gentle and committed to a woman…and I’m this woman!” Dior, hopelessly in love, added, “His ex came to look for him yesterday, but when she ran her mouth at me in front of him, he spoke up for me and asked her to leave. Furthermore, during the dinner, I pretended as if my hand was hurting and couldn't use the fork. He knew I was faking it but still hand-fed me. How could I not fall in love with a gentleman like him?” Charmine looked at how happy Dior seemed, and she was happy for her. Her alluring lips curled into a smile as she commented, “Well, you managed to melt a frigid man’s heart.” “Haha!” Dior was proud of this. “He’s so reserved. I think he also liked me in the beginning but kept it to himself. Now that he’s so much
It was not to forgive Anthony completely. Dior frowned and looked at Charmine hopelessly. “Charmine, Anthony is treating you so well. Have you genuinely not thought of getting back with him?” “No,” replied Charmine, no hesitance detected. “We’ll never get back together.” No matter what he did to stir her emotions nor how much he had given up for her, he had crossed her line. Anthony had slept with Waverly, and Charmine would never forgive him for that. Dior gently touched Charmine’s shoulder as a form of silent comfort. Love was not for outsiders to comment on. Only the ones in it would understand it. “Let’s not talk about this,” muttered Charmine. “It’s not so bad now.” Charmine looked level-headed, seemingly as if she was not heartbroken before. Gazing at the tranquil village distantly, she spoke, “It’s still early, so let’s go out for a walk and get a breather.” “Good idea.” Dior left with her. Dior then recalled how Harry was close to recovering completely and
Sonia pursed her lips before gently confessing, “Harry, you don’t have to be so cold to me. I know I’ve hurt you, but I still love you deep down.” Harry’s disdainful look darkened as he made his way to sit by the bedside with his walker. “Sorry, I’m unworthy of your superior love.” “Harry, please don’t say that…” Sonia bit her lip as she walked toward his side, acting as though she had something to get off her chest. “What I said was true; I went with George for his money. You’re still the one I care about.” Harry smiled ironically, not believing Sonia’s words. “I don’t want to listen to this. Anything else you want to say? Otherwise, leave. My girlfriend will misunderstand when she comes back, and she’d be pained to know this.” Sonia’s face turned pale. Even though it made sense for him to treat her this way for her hurting him, her heart still ached at Harry’s words. Sonia knelt by his side and looked at his leg, shifting the topic as she worriedly asked, “Harry, how di
“You and I have no money nor status. How could we have fought against George Hadington? I don’t mind about my reputation, I don’t care, but I never wanted him to hurt you! That’s why I…said yes to him.” Harry clenched his fists so tightly that his veins protruded, his bones and joints cracking upon the force. Seeing the tears that stained Sonia’s face, he somewhat started to believe that this was…true. George Hadington? Heh. Did he truly think the Hadington family was the most powerful in Burlington!? Harry would make the entire Hadington family pay for this! Sonia wiped away her tears and continued, vexed and helpless, “Harry…I know you. If you had known about this, you would’ve fought against George. We’re just regular people; we won’t be able to stand a chance against him…! This is why I hid it from you, I didn’t want you to risk it. What I didn’t expect was that I got pregnant…!” Sonia lowered her head to caress her tummy. “I hate George…but the baby is innocent. Furt
With this thought, Sonia grabbed Harry's hand tightly and whimpered, “Harry, I don’t believe that you’d fall in love with another woman so quickly. You won’t fall for someone like her. You went with her because of money, right? Harry…could you break up with her, please? I know you’re sick of being poor, and it’s okay—I’ll give you money. I have George’s baby in me, and although I know he framed me, I won’t expose him. I want revenge!“I’ll knock a huge sum out of him, and once I get hold of the money, I’ll abort the baby. You can then have this money to start a business or two. You’re a bright individual, Harry, and you shouldn’t bury your potential. You’ll become successful one day!” Harry squinted. Although Sonia sounded as though she wanted the best for him, that she was forced to be with George to protect him from harm, and that she would break up with George, getting a large sum out of him… Harry would never forget the happy look on her face when she first got together with
“Harry, do you really have to be so cruel to me? My reasons were for your sake. I had no choice but to do this, but now it’s my fault?” Dior was bewildered as she stared at Sonia. How could this woman be so shameless? Sonia was the one who dumped Harry, yet she could pull off this expression as though he owed her something! There was a glint of conflict in Harry’s eyes, yet his handsome face was unwaveringly aloof. “Yes. We won’t stand a chance in this lifetime.” Dior’s face that began to sink lightened up upon hearing Harry’s response, and she gazed at him endearingly. Sonia, meanwhile, staggered backward as she took the blow. In the back of Harry’s mind, he wanted so badly to go up to her and help her stand. His heart clenched at the sight of a pitiful Sonia, and he gripped his fists tightly. Nonetheless, he remained seated on his bed. Seeing just how stoic and unforgiving he was, Sonia bit her lip, seemingly defeated as she muttered, “Alright…I understand, Harry. If
Harry felt as though his heart had been pierced. He dared not imagine how much of a douche he would have become if everything Sonia said was true. He put her through so much. Dior, meanwhile, laid in bed with her eyes fixed on Harry. When she saw how regretful he looked, she was dumbfounded. Was he possibly regretting breaking up with Sonia? Was he—dare Dior say—regretting dating her? D*mn it!What did the b*tch say to him when she was out with Charmine? Did Harry still have feelings for her? Why else would he be so apathetic whenever Sonia made her appearance? Always an impatient character, Dior could not help asking, “Harry, what are you trying to do? You’re always so cold to me whenever your ex shows up. Do you think this is fair to me?” Harry snapped out of his thoughts and glanced at Dior dully. Since Sonia had explained everything to him, there was no need for Harry to keep using Dior to trigger Sonia. He wanted to tell Dior the truth, to tell her that he had
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