"She loves you, or she makes you believe that she loves you," Gian retorted sharply. "If she really loved you, she wouldn't have done what she did back then. I heard that when you returned, you found out she was cheating with a French businessman, right? Isn't that true?" Gian asked, his gaze probing.
"More than that. That woman was even in bed with that man when Antony came back."
"Damn!" Gian cursed sharply. "You saw her with another man while she was carrying your child?"
"I even initially doubted that she was Antony's child," Altezza replied flatly. "If I hadn't seen her eyes, I would have truly suspected she belonged to another man. Flavia's face is completely her mother's," she continued. Antony chose to look away. "Now, back to the original topic, cousin. Think again about what you feel for Claire. Is this just an obsession because she's bruised your ego, or do you genuinely like her for who she is?"
"Why do you keep asking about Antony's feelings?" Gian challenged Altezza. "It's obvious that he's currently infatuated with that cold woman." This made Altezza furrow her brow. "Instead of probing Antony's feelings, which are clearly evident, why don't you try analyzing Claire's feelings further? Why not try a different tactic?" Gian asked Antony.
"Don't think of weird things, Gian. Claire is not like most women. She's not easy to read."
"But all women are the same. They get angry when they're jealous. So why doesn't Antony use that tactic? Why not try to make her jealous? Approach another woman in front of her and see if she gets jealous or not. I think that will help you be sure if she has feelings for you or not."
Altezza shook her head. "That's not a good idea. If you make her jealous, I assure you it won't win her over; she'll only hate you more."
"Why do you think that?" Gian asked again, still convinced of his own reasoning.
"Do you forget what I said yesterday? Claire already has a negative perception of Antony. Anastasia and Flavia—those two names have already given Claire a reason to score our cousin negatively. If you add another woman to the list, she'll only be disgusted by you and push you away," Altezza replied passionately.
"Consider Anastasia just bait. Claire knows that Antony had a relationship with that woman, and she understands that Antony neglected Flavia because of her. Now, let's introduce another bait: a woman who is interested in Antony but whom Antony doesn't like, and who also doesn't involve Flavia. Let's see if Claire reacts to that.
"If she reacts nonchalantly, then that's it; she really doesn't have any feelings for you. So, I think it's best if you pull back.
"Because if you realize Claire doesn't have feelings for you, yet you still pursue her, then maybe that's when you can conclude whether our cousin is genuinely in love with Claire or if it's just an obsession," Gian said to Altezza.
Altezza fell silent. She felt there was some truth in Gian's words. At least it would help Antony realize Claire's feelings. As for her own feelings?
Altezza wasn't sure how to distinguish between obsession and love, especially since she was currently dealing with a personal issue related to both.
"What's going on? Why are you both silent? I just gave you the best idea ever, and none of you asked how I plan to implement it," Gian glanced at Antony and Altezza with annoyance.
"What idea do you have?" Altezza finally asked.
Gian smirked.
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Gian put his words into action with the arrival of the audit team the following day. The arrival of the audit team actually surprised Antony as well. It turned out that it wasn't Claire who felt jealous because Antony was close to the head of the audit team; rather, it was he who felt flustered by the man named Harry.
Once again, his entire plan backfired.
However, amidst all of that, there was a lesson Antony learned from Claire's pain.
Yes, Antony didn't feel grateful for the suffering that girl was going through. He felt pity and worry at the same time. But beyond all that, he felt thankful that Claire didn't reject his presence.
And now, he knew that at least Claire would no longer reject him after the girl learned about Antony and his dark past.
Altezza was right. Claire was not like most women. She was a strong woman with principles. Claire wasn't the kind of girl who wanted A but did B. She wasn't a shy type. She had high self-confidence and didn't hesitate once she made a decision. What she valued most was honesty. And that was something Antony needed to pay attention to in the future.
In fact, Claire was not arrogant or cold. She didn't even feel touched by the fact that Flavia needed a mother figure. While other women would pity Flavia and willingly help her get what she wanted, Claire was different. She cared for Flavia in her own way. And Antony could see that from how she treated Flavia.
Antony was the one at fault here. He was the one who had cunningly used Flavia as an excuse to get close to Claire. He had made pity a bait to soften Claire's heart, when in fact, pity wouldn't sway her.
Antony appreciated the girl's open-mindedness. He liked how she analyzed everything neutrally. Claire was not unlike Antony's own mother, Mrs. Brianna—firm yet gentle at the same time, cold yet caring.
Was this what they called a boy's first love being his mother? Was that why Antony loved someone who resembled his mother?
Love?
Antony found himself pondering Altezza's words again. Was it love? Or was it just some kind of obsession?
Once again, he looked at Claire. What could distinguish between those two feelings?
Was it love if he could let Claire go with another man, and obsession if he couldn't stand the thought of her being with someone else? Antony didn't believe in the saying that love doesn't have to possess. If it didn't have to possess, then why fight for it? If it didn't have to possess, he should have given up from the very start.
So is this obsession? From the moment he laid eyes on Claire, Antony wanted her so badly. Ever since he first saw her smile, his heart raced uncontrollably. Watching the way she interacted with Altezza made Antony jealous of his cousin.
Is this obsession, or is it love?
Then suddenly, his head filled with lyrics from one of his favorite songs:
If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand,
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?
(Daniel Bedingfield - If You're Not The One)
Yes. Antony felt all those questions swirling in his mind. If Claire wasn't meant for him, then why did all these feelings exist?
At the same time, in another place..."Come on..." Flavia kept shaking Abigail's arm. Abigail, who was focused on her reading, slammed her book down on the table and glared at her friend."Via, Aunty is still mad at me. Do you understand?" she said in Italian, which only made Flavia giggle. "I'm trying to learn Italian, so stop bothering me," Abigail continued, annoyed. "Besides, why do you keep insisting I call Aunty C?""I'm just curious," Flavia replied innocently. "My dad asked about Aunty C's favorite porridge this morning. I suspect they had breakfast together. If that's true, it means Aunty C isn't mad at my dad. What do you think?" Flavia asked, full of hope.Abigail squinted her eyes. "If that's the case, it means Aunty C has been unfair to me," she said, irritated."How is that unfair?" Flavia asked, furrowing her brow."It means I'm the only one she's mad at while your dad isn't. Your dad should be treated the same way I am—ignored!" Abigail grumbled in frustration. Flavia
"Well, we can just check," Haisley replied, snapping back to reality.Abigail looked at Flavia again. Her friend was nodding enthusiastically.Abigail shrugged. She had no reason to refuse her friend's request. "Alright. After school, we'll go there," she said. Flavia cheered happily and reflexively hugged Abigail. "Are you coming too?" Abigail asked Haisley.Haisley shook her head. "I have my regular study group," she replied. Abigail simply nodded.At 2:30 PM, after school was dismissed, the two of them immediately flagged down a taxi. Abigail and Flavia walked toward the gate and exchanged glances when they saw that the gate was locked."Don't you have a spare key?" Flavia asked again, her head poking around to peek through the part of the gate that was partially blocked by thick plastic. "Abby..." she tapped her friend's arm quickly. "That's my dad's car," she said in a whisper.For a moment, Abigail stopped searching her bag for the house key and joined Flavia in peeking. The car
Claire felt the room temperature suddenly drop. At the same time, her body felt extremely hot. As a result, she could only shiver and grip her blanket tighter.She heard voices outside. They sounded very distant, but the throbbing in her head made it hard for her to open her eyes. She became aware when her bedroom door opened and someone stepped inside. She could even hear her niece, Abigail, calling her in a soft voice."Aunty..?"Claire wanted to respond, but for some reason, it felt incredibly difficult to say anything. She could feel Abigail's cold hand touching her forehead, and that slight touch made her muscles feel like they had been shocked, causing her to shiver even more.Cold, hot, and achy all at once. Not to mention the pounding in her head made it even harder to open her eyes. The sound of footsteps as Abigail left felt like a drumbeat in her ears.Then another hand gently touched her forehead, then her cheek."Claire, we're going to the hospital now, okay?" A soft, fai
The nurse looked taken aback but then smiled politely and stepped back. He helped Antony lift Claire's IV and placed it on the side hook of the new bed while Antony transferred Claire from the stretcher to the bed the nurse had brought.After Claire was moved, one of the nurses left, leaving Antony with the first nurse, and they both pushed Claire's bed out of the emergency department toward the elevator that would take Claire to her room. After positioning the bed, the nurse politely said goodbye and mentioned that he would return once the lab results were in.Antony surveyed the room he had requested. The VVIP room provided by the hospital seemed quite decent to him. No matter how luxurious a hospital with hotel-like facilities might be, it could never be fully enjoyed by the patients. Still, Antony wanted Claire to feel at least somewhat comfortable. He wanted Claire to feel calm and undisturbed by the cries, whines, and screams of other patients. What disturbed him even more were
Antony sat in silence in the darkness of his office. His eyes stared blankly out the window. His mind wandered back to Gladwin's words in the hospital a few hours earlier."I completely support your relationship if you both like each other," Gladwin had said in a voice that seemed to be meant only for Antony, considering Abigail and Flavia were also in the room. "But everything won't be easy for you."Antony silently regarded Claire's twin. "My mother isn't someone you can easily conquer," Gladwin explained. "Especially since Claire is the only woman in our family."Forget about my two older siblings. My second brother will likely agree with me and approve of your relationship if you truly love each other."As for my eldest brother, Abigail's father, I'm not so sure. Let's just say I'm not as close to him as I am with my second brother and Claire. But from my perspective, he wouldn't strongly oppose it if Claire wants it."What you really need to worry about here is my mother. To this
Driving at a moderate speed, Antony made his way to his cousin's apartment. He already knew the password to enter, so he acted casually, as if visiting was a regular occurrence for him, even though the number of times he had actually been there could be counted on one hand.He entered the password for the door lock. Altezza was sitting at the bar table with her laptop open in front of her. She briefly lifted her head before returning her focus to the screen."What's so important that it made you come to Kansas, cousin?" Antony asked as he walked over to the fridge and grabbed a cold drink. Although the apartment was rarely occupied, he knew that his cousin had hired someone to manage it and stock the kitchen and fridge with food—at the very least, drinks and instant meals."If you're worried about me stealing Claire from you, you don't have to be. I won't do it," Altezza replied casually. She shut her laptop and turned in her chair to fully face Antony. "I've actually been planning to
Claire opened her eyes again. Her room felt quiet. Moments ago, she had managed to send Gladwin away after her twin received a call from the hospital where he was interning. Now, she could only sit in silence, reflecting on her conversation with Gladwin."Open your eyes, Claire. I know you're not asleep," Gladwin said just as the door to her hospital room closed.Claire fully opened her eyes and saw her twin still sitting in the chair beside her. Gladwin helped her raise the bed and, with careful attention, handed Claire a drink without her even asking. He then returned to his seat and looked at Claire with a gaze full of apology."Did I act out of line?" he asked softly.Claire knew what her twin meant. It all related to Gladwin's words to Antony.She raised the corner of her mouth in a faint smile. "No," Claire replied softly. "You didn't do anything wrong. Everything you said is true. That's just how it is.""Are you starting to take an interest in Antony?" Gladwin asked again, his
Antony left Altezza after a tough conversation regarding his request for an extension of his stay in Kansas.Yes, he begged Altezza to give him a little more time. Whether or not Claire wanted him to, it was clear that he should not give up before trying.This wasn't about reputation.It's also not about Flavia's desire for Claire to be her stepmother.It's about Antony, who wants Claire by his side for the rest of his life.Antony doesn't care if Claire rejects him. At least, he should try first to convince her to accept him.Antony didn't care if what Gladwin said would come true. That Antony would have to confront Gladwin's mother and Claire. As long as Claire was by his side. As long as she said 'Yes'. He would fight-for her happiness-even if he had to be hated by his own mother-in-law.Love is blind. Antony knew that. But this was where the struggle was.He stepped on the gas deeper and drove faster. There was only one goal. Claire.Antony walked half-run towards Claire's room. T
The two teenagers turned their heads simultaneously towards the aisle as they saw an ominous aura spread around them. Moreover, people were now looking in the same direction. Where the woman Flavia and Abigail had not expected to see had just appeared."Why is that woman there?" Abigail whispered to her best friend.Flavia who had been engrossed in her digital camera and taking pictures was now holding it languidly. "I don't know." She replied innocently. She looked back at the photo produced by her hand, choosing to ignore Abigail and her suspicions."Shall we go closer to them?" Abigail asked in a challenged tone.Flavia raised her head again and looked at her best friend with a furrowed brow. As Abigail started to take a step, Flavia held her back by holding Abigail's arm tightly and shaking her head."No, Abby." She said.Instead, she pulled her best friend's hand to walk away from the reception room and left the hall by walking in the hotel's garden area to take some photos as a
"Full?" asked Claire with a furrowed brow.Antony deliberately re-emphasized his lower body so that Claire was wide-eyed. "You know what I mean, right?" Antony whispered in the girl's ear that inevitably made Claire shudder in horror.The man's lips teased her, starting to caress the side of her face so that she unconsciously looked up and gave him the opportunity to explore the slender recesses of her neck."Can I ask for my rights now?" he asked in a pleading tone.Claire shook her head."Why again now?" Antony asked in a whining tone."Your body stinks," Claire said as she wrinkled her nose. "Go take a shower." She ordered as she turned Antony around and pushed him into her room until he reached her bathroom.Antony wanted to resist, but seeing his wife's glare, he finally went in.What's wrong with his wife. Why is it so hard to conquer her? Instead of spending time kissing hot and wet, Claire pushed him into the shower. Antony had hoped they would move on to the next stage that h
"Those two women were the answer to my mother's prayers," she said, anger flaring in her voice.Antony was taken aback. "No, darling. Your mother's prayers will never be answered like that.""Alright, they did come with certain intentions. But can't you see me? To me, they are nobody. In my eyes, in my heart, in my mind, there is only Claire, Claire, and Claire. There's no other woman." Antony coaxed her in a soothing tone.Claire couldn't help but chuckle at that. "Don't sweet-talk me," she replied with a hint of amusement.Antony shook his head. He stepped closer to his wife. Claire still had her arms crossed over her chest, and to maintain some distance from him, she leaned her body back."I'm not sweet-talking you, darling. I'm speaking the truth. If only there were experts who could read my mind and heart, you could ask them. I'm sure they would tell you the truth. And if they lied, I would bribe them to say what I want them to say," Antony said again.Claire rolled her eyes. Ant
"Those two women were the answer to my mother's prayers," she said, anger flaring in her voice.Antony was taken aback. "No, darling. Your mother's prayers will never be answered like that.""Alright, they did come with certain intentions. But can't you see me? To me, they are nobody. In my eyes, in my heart, in my mind, there is only Claire, Claire, and Claire. There's no other woman." Antony coaxed her in a soothing tone.Claire couldn't help but chuckle at that. "Don't sweet-talk me," she replied with a hint of amusement.Antony shook his head. He stepped closer to his wife. Claire still had her arms crossed over her chest, and to maintain some distance from him, she leaned her body back."I'm not sweet-talking you, darling. I'm speaking the truth. If only there were experts who could read my mind and heart, you could ask them. I'm sure they would tell you the truth. And if they lied, I would bribe them to say what I want them to say," Antony said again.Claire rolled her eyes. Ant
Antony stopped his car outside Claire's house and unlocked the gate with the spare key he had kept for a long time.Claire's car hadn't moved from its spot. It was still there since the last time Antony visited his fiancée's home, before Claire's family took her back.Who knows? Maybe Claire could hear the gate opening or maybe not. But one thing was clear: his wife did not welcome him at all because Claire's house felt eerily silent.Was Gladwin playing a trick on him? Who knows if Claire was really back at her house.He opened the front door and stepped inside, greeting her. Once again, there was no response. When Antony noticed Claire's bedroom door slightly ajar, he walked in.Claire wasn't there. All that was left was the small suitcase she had brought from the hotel room."Claire, sweetheart," Antony called out again, but still, there was no answer.Could it be that Claire left again after dropping off her suitcase and saw Gladwin leave? he wondered to himself.Antony continued
Quickly, Anastasia ran after Antony. She called his name repeatedly, but Antony chose to ignore her until her stiletto heels finally brought her close to him. She immediately reached out and grabbed Antony's arm, but he harshly brushed her off."Antony, listen to me. Please. I'm really sorry. I apologize," she said in a whiny tone.The woman tried to grab Antony's hand again, but he pushed her away once more, causing her to fall and kneel on the cold marble floor.Not wanting to give up, Anastasia wrapped her arms around Antony's legs, forcing him to stop."I'm truly sorry," she pleaded again, her voice desperate. She begged for the man's compassion, finally realizing that everything Antony had said in the room earlier was no joke. "I... I..." She couldn't find the words. "I'm sorry, please forgive me," she begged, tears starting to wet her face.Antony looked down at her with a sharp gaze. "Do you realize that what you're doing has crossed the line?" he asked in his cold tone.Anasta
Antony arrived at a luxurious five-star hotel located not too far from his family's hotel. As soon as he parked his car, he headed straight to the room Letizia had mentioned when he contacted his cousin earlier.Inside the lavish room rented by his ex-wife sat Antony's mother, Brianna Quirino, alongside her husband, Mr. Arthur. Meanwhile, Letizia stood with her hip leaning against the bar chair, her arms crossed over her chest.Don't ask where her children and husband were. Antony guessed that his sister-in-law was waiting for them somewhere.The three family members displayed different expressions, surely with different thoughts filled with questions that might mirror what was in Antony's own mind.On the other side of the room, right above the sofa facing away from the window, two women sat side by side. One was Anastasia, a woman he had pretended to date for work purposes. The other was his ex-wife, the woman he once loved deeply, who had given him a beautiful and devoted daughter.
But then Claire tried to clear her mind. She refused to believe that her mother could be so cruel to her; if that were the case, Claire might end up resenting her mother for the rest of her life.Disloyal? She didn't care about that word.Her face was already free of makeup, and her hair had been released from the beautiful tiara she had worn earlier. Now, the makeup artists helped Claire start to unbutton the lovely gown she had worn, which had so many buttons down the back.Once everything was removed, Claire opened her suitcase, searching for clothes. She decided to clean herself up in the bathroom that was in the dressing room.Feeling refreshed after showering and washing her hair, Claire put on the clothes she had chosen: a pair of jeans and a loose shirt instead of the dress Antony had picked out for her to wear on their honeymoon, which they were supposed to take right after the reception she was now reluctant to attend.No, she wouldn't just surrender herself to her husband a
The events proceeded according to the instructions from the host.Happy? Of course, Claire was happy. Especially seeing Bella's silly antics, who didn't hesitate to liven up the event alongside Gladwin and some of his office friends invited to the wedding, which surprised them as well.After all, Claire's absence from the office had already been quite shocking, and now they were suddenly presented with news of a wedding they had never seen any signs of."I had my suspicions when our big boss showed up at my wedding, and it turns out he was after the cheese in the sandwich," Chand whispered when his friend arrived with his wife. Claire could only smile in response to that accusatory remark.A snippet of the song that Adaline was singing on stage made Claire and Antony hold hands tightly, hoping that no obstacles would disturb them in the future.Guests began to dwindle. Amidst welcoming guests, they also took several photo sessions—not just with colleagues but also to capture moments w