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 day, there has never been anyone who has satisfied her.
"Do you know why Claire has turned out this way? She seems cold and keeps her distance. That's not her choice. If you had known Claire as a teenager, she was no different from Abigail.
"Claire lives with the burden she carries due to my mother's pressure.
"We—Claire and I—can't live normally like typical teenagers. My mother has indoctrinated us to become exceptional children, surpassing other kids our age.
"Throughout our schooling, our days were filled only with studying and more studying. We struggled to socialize. Slowly, Claire lost herself.
"She couldn't connect with others. She couldn't hang out with kids her age because our mother didn't allow it. Until one day, like any typical teenager, she started to develop an interest in the opposite sex. I don't know how my mother found out about it. Because of that, she even transferred us to another school.
"Romance is one thing that must not enter our teenage lives," Gladwin chuckled to himself. "At first, I thought it was something normal—a mother's protection of her child. Then I realized that, in my mother's eyes, no one ever seems to be suitable or perfect. To her, all partners chosen by her children are never perfect.
"No matter how good or great they are. Even if you're the child of an official or a billionaire. Because for her, the right person for her child is her own choice—someone she can indoctrinate at will.
"Abigail's father married through an arranged marriage. Their marriage was without love. Although their home life seems fine, I don't know how deep it goes. All I see is their polite demeanor and mutual respect whenever they are in the same room.
"My second brother took a different path. He refused to be arranged and chose to marry the woman he loves, even though it meant going against our mother. His final choice was to distance himself from her and live in a city quite far from the family.
"Now, while my sister-in-law hasn't given birth yet, my mother keeps pestering her with all kinds of words that I think are inappropriate for a mother to say.
"My brother seems happy, although I don't know how deep their feelings run.
"And Claire now has examples to choose from between her two siblings: marry with my mother's approval or marry without her blessing. Because honestly—please forgive me if I sound rude—my mother will look down on you.
"You may be financially worthy. But your status will be viewed unfavorably, no matter the reason. A widow or widower will always carry a negative connotation in the eyes of society. And my mother is one of the judges who determines that—especially since you have an adult daughter."
"I'm not bragging about Claire. But so far, quite a few people have come wanting her. However, none have seemed worthy in my mother's eyes. And vice versa. It's not the first or second time my mother has tried to set Claire up with her chosen men. Yet Claire seems to be retaliating against our mother. She has rejected all those matchmaking attempts with a 'no' even before they've met. That's why Claire is still single.
"To me, Claire is just an ordinary girl who wants to live a normal life. However, she cannot have that without hurting others—in this case, her partner.
"She's a normal girl who can be attracted to men and fall in love. But so far, she has chosen to hold back and hide her feelings because she doesn't want anyone to get hurt because of our mother.
"As a man, I know you're interested in Claire. Physically, she's beautiful and worthy of being liked. And in fact, Claire has begun to be affected by your presence. But I don't know how deep her feelings truly run.
"The point is, if you're prepared for all the rejection our mother might throw your way, then go ahead and fight for her. But if not, I hope you step back right now. Because above all else, I don't want my sister to get hurt." Gladwin concluded his statement firmly. Antony could only look back and forth between Gladwin and Claire.
"You should think about this more. Tonight, you don't need to wait here for her. I'll leave Abigail in your care. Please take her home." It was not a request but more of a subtle dismissal directed at Antony.
Antony remained silent, rubbing his temples with his index finger. Should he continue with all of this? Should he step back? That was the question troubling his mind since he arrived home.
The sound of his phone ringing brought him back to reality. Antony glanced at his phone and saw Altezza's name on the screen.
"Where are you?" he asked bluntly.
"At home," came Antony's flat response.
"I'm at the apartment. If you're free, we can meet. There's something we need to discuss," Altezza continued.
Antony frowned but then grabbed his car keys and left his study. His parents and Flavia were sitting in the family room, watching something on television.
"Where are you going?" his father asked, puzzled.
"To Altezza's apartment," Antony replied flatly.
"He's there? Why not just tell him to come here?" his mother chimed in.
Antony shook his head. He didn't even know what Altezza wanted to discuss. Truthfully, he was in need of some fresh air and a friend to talk to, so getting out of the house was the right thing to do.
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
Still in a sitting position and embracing Claire. Both of them now raised their heads to look at the sky which, although bright, was still starless."If only," Claire began to sound off. "My mom rejected you outright. What would you do?" Antony turned to look at Claire but she wasn't looking at him at all."To be honest, I don't know what to do myself." Antony answered as he was. The man's words distracted Claire. "To be honest, I'm not that confident, Claire." Antony replied again. "Maybe I'm good at my job. Maybe I'm good at leading employees. But you know that when it comes to family, I'm a big zero." The man smiled sadly.For some reason, seeing him like that made Claire feel sorry for herself. Claire changed her sitting position to sideways and looked at the man."I failed as a father. And as a son, I'm not a son to be proud of because instead of easing my parents' burden, I've given them an additional burden by giving Flavia long-term care."As for being a husband? If I were a p
In the early morning, when Claire woke up, she heard Antony asking for permission to go back to his house for a while to pick up a new stock of clothes and promising to bring Claire a home-made breakfast later. Claire just nodded her head and went back to sleep.But at around seven in the morning, she woke up again. At first he thought the noises in the room were because Antony had returned. But she was quite surprised because it was not Antony, but her eldest brother, Richard."Brother?" Claire asked hoarsely. Her brother who was standing beside her bed turned his head. "When did you come?" She asked again after clearing her throat."Just now." Richard replied casually. Her eldest brother helped Claire to sit down. "Where's Gladwin?" He asked again."Gladwin?" Claire frowned. Richard nodded his head towards the sofa where Antony's old pillow lay. "Be back in a minute." Claire replied ambiguously. "Who told you that I was here?" Claire asked again."Abigail." Richard replied briefly.
Richard shook his head. "Don't be stupid, I'm not that petty." Richard snarled in exasperation. "I'm not concerned about your past or your daughter. Whoever Claire's future husband is, whether he's a widower or a bachelor, whether he's young or as old as you are, as long as Claire loves that man and wants to live with him I won't mind. After all, I know your character well enough and I know your family well enough. And if you still have the same character as Antony from our high school days, I will approve of your relationship while your failure," Richard shrugged, "everyone has their own storyline." he continued firmly.Both Claire and Antony breathed a sigh of relief at Richard's words. But it didn't last long as Richard then continued."The problem here is her." He pointed at Claire. "Our mother has brought a future husband for her."Now it's Claire and Antony who are shocked by Richard's statement."What do you mean?" Claire asked confused."Didn't Gladwin tell you?" Richard asked
In the afternoon, the commotion Gladwin had predicted really happened. Claire's mother came along with Claire's second brother and also her sister-in-law. Luckily, Antony wasn't there because Claire had sent him off to work shortly after Richard's resignation.Claire tried to act natural, as if she had no idea what her mother was planning when she walked in without knocking."Why didn't you tell me you were sick?" Asked her mother who immediately came over and took a look at Claire's condition."I'm fine, the doctor said that I can go home tomorrow." Claire replied flatly. Her second brother also came closer and touched her forehead."Are you really okay now?" He asked with concern.Claire nodded her head in response. "I know I'm the prettiest and most adorable child so when I got sick you guys were really worried about me. But there's really no need for you to fly for hours to see my condition." She said deliberately joking. Her sister-in-law just gave her typical soft smile."Your s
"How would I know, why don't you ask Richard directly?" Gladwin replied still in his casual manner."You all must be losing your minds. Especially you, Claire!" her mother said in a high tone. "How could you want to have a relationship with a man fifteen years older than you? No matter how handsome he is, how rich he is, you should be able to think clearly. Especially since he's a widower. His child is even the same age as your niece.""Then where is the problem?" Gladwin interjected."The thing is, where do you want to put my face?" asked Julie unhappily."Still in your head, where else?" Gladwin joked again. But Julie's glare silenced him."You are my only daughter. The youngest in our family. You are young, you are beautiful and more than that you are intelligent. You should get a single man who is not far from your age. Someone who has an established life, from a respected family."What will our extended family say if they find out you chose a widower? Everyone will think that you
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