"So, you're going back to the office this Monday, right?" Antony coaxed, gazing intently at Claire. Claire shook her head in response. "Why?" he asked, confused.
"I don't want to be ignored anymore," Claire said in a whiny tone.
Instantly, Antony tensed up. "Honey, you know that's not true. Didn't I just tell you that I didn't mean to ignore you?" he replied.
Claire chuckled. She cupped Antony's face with both hands, which still bore a pouty expression. Deliberately, she pressed his cheeks together, causing his lips to pucker out, making Claire laugh even more.
"Besides, if you resign like that, you'll have to pay a penalty. Don't you care about your money?" Antony continued to try to persuade her, but Claire pulled her hands away and shrugged indifferently.
"I just need to pay it; it won't be that much," she said flatly. "Besides, what's the point of having a boyfriend who owns the company if I still have to pay the penalty with my own money?"
"What will you do after you quit? Don't you love being busy at work?" Antony asked again.
Once again, Claire shrugged. "Maybe it's time for me to focus on the restaurant," she replied flatly.
"The restaurant?" Antony looked at Claire in disbelief. "You mean working with Yudhis? Spending all day with him, like that?" he asked again, his tone demanding. Claire nodded in response. "No way, you can't work with him!" Antony objected, displeased.
Claire furrowed her brow before finally raising an eyebrow at Antony, looking puzzled.
"You know very well that Yudhis likes you. If you spend more time with him, eventually you'll start liking him back," Antony explained his concern.
Claire chuckled at Antony's unreasonable response. "He already has a fiancée; there's no way he'd easily turn his attention to me," Claire said casually.
"But Gladwin said he likes you. Besides, it's just a 'fiancée.' Even those who are 'wives' often separate when they find someone new. Who knows if he thinks he has a chance to win you back?"
"What do you mean?" Claire asked, confused.
"I mean, the frequency of your meetings could be seen as an opportunity for him to get you back," he said, sharing his male perspective.
Claire could only scoff and shake her head. She sat facing Antony, holding his face in her hands again.
"That will never happen," Claire said firmly. "I don't even have any feelings for him. So you can relax. My heart is safe; it's locked away," she said earnestly.
Antony squinted at Claire. "Are you sure you won't be tempted by Yudhis? Because, to be honest, he's younger and more handsome than I am," he said, pouting.
Claire laughed. "So you're feeling insecure right now?" she asked in a teasing tone, as if she were talking to a small child. Antony nodded his head. "Mmmm... how cute you are," Claire said, shaking her head at Antony. "Alright, I promise I won't stray; I won't be tempted by Yudhis. Should we make a written agreement?" Claire challenged.
Antony furrowed his brow, appearing to think for a moment. Then he nodded his head. "Sure, why not?" he said, causing Claire to open her mouth wide in disbelief. "But not in writing," Antony added quickly. "Just with one stamp."
"Stamp?" Claire looked at him suspiciously. Antony then pouted, asking for a kiss, which made Claire giggle. "That's your request," she replied.
"Are you going to stamp it or not?" Antony coaxed again, making Claire chuckle once more.
Claire leaned in, her hands still holding the sides of Antony's face. She brought her face closer, intending to kiss him on the lips when...
"Oh my God..." Gladwin's loud shout made both of them jump back simultaneously, staring at Gladwin, who was now covering his eyes with one hand but leaving a gap to peek through. "Please change the channel; that's adult content, and my innocent eyes might be tainted!" he said as he walked toward the kitchen and placed his groceries on the table. He was busying himself, completely ignoring the couple, who now looked awkward.
Gladwin brought the snacks he had just bought and placed them on the table where Claire and Antony were still sitting in front of him.
"So, are you two back together?" he asked in a teasing tone.
Claire turned away, embarrassed by her twin brother's question, while Antony nodded with a smile on his face.
"So, what's next?" Gladwin asked again.
"What do you mean, 'what's next'?" Claire asked, curious.
"The continuation of your engagement plans, what else? Don't start thinking too far ahead to the honeymoon," Gladwin teased as he shot an amused glance at Antony.
"Of course, the show will go on," Antony answered confidently. Gladwin nodded in understanding.
"You need to prepare yourself from now on, Claire. I'm sure that after your boyfriend's heroic act, our mother will have a heart attack," Gladwin said, a chuckle he didn't try to hide escaping his lips.
"Are you planning to be a disobedient child?" Claire asked her twin brother. Gladwin didn't respond, casually shrugging instead.
"I just want to make Mom realize that we're human, not dolls. We have our own desires and know what we want. Whatever the consequences may be, it's not Mom who determines our fate, but us and God," he said with conviction, which Antony acknowledged with a nod. However, it still scared Claire.
In the end, Antony allowed Claire to stay at Gladwin's place. It wasn't that he didn't want to take her back to her home; he very much wanted to escort her to his own house. In fact, if he could, he would prefer to take Claire straight to his home, lock her in his room, and let her stay there until the engagement day arrived. He wanted to have her all to himself, but he knew that was impossible. So, he preferred Claire to stay with Gladwin. His reason was to keep her safe, not from any criminals, but from herself, as Antony wasn't sure he could resist sneaking over to her house and doing something he had already imagined in his mind. Another reason was that he also needed Gladwin and his siblings' trust.
"I'm heading home," Antony said reluctantly.
Gladwin looked at him with a teasing expression. Just wait, that guy will eventually go crazy over a woman and won't be willing to part with her, even for a moment, just like he felt now.
"I know you want to go home; you've said it multiple times already," Gladwin said, his tone just as mocking as his expression. Claire shot an annoyed glance at her twin brother. "Just hurry up and leave. Do I need to count to a hundred every time you say goodbye before you actually leave?" he urged again.
"Gladwin," Claire said, feeling uncomfortable.
"What? A while ago, you said you didn't like him; now you're stuck to him like super glue," he teased, yet he stood up and walked into the guest room because Claire had invaded his space a few hours earlier.
Watching Gladwin's actions, Antony could only smile. Finally, the guy understood what Antony wanted.
"Has he really never fallen in love?" Antony asked as Claire stood up to walk him to the door.
Claire shook her head. "Gladwin is too busy with school and his hobbies. He's not really interested in girls. Like me, he's also afraid that our mom won't approve of his choice in women," Claire explained candidly.
Antony smiled knowingly. "One day, he'll know what it feels like to fall in love," he said with confidence. "I just hope he doesn't face too many challenges from your mom. Poor future wife. It's great if she's mentally strong enough to deal with your mother, but what if she isn't? Gladwin will be heartbroken the first time he falls in love, and the girl he loves might leave him because she can't handle your mom's attitude."
Claire nodded in agreement with Antony's words. Yes, hopefully, when her twin brother finally finds his soulmate, their mother will have changed her way of thinking. Although everyone knows that character isn't something that can change overnight.
Claire turned her phone back on after Antony left, and, of course, she wasn't surprised to see numerous missed calls and messages from her mother's number.Antony had reminded her that until their engagement day arrived, they had to act as if Claire was still on good terms with the man her mother had chosen, even though Claire didn't actually have any contact with him. Both Gladwin and Antony even requested that Claire act enthusiastically about her engagement with Joshua Grint. Crafty as ever, Antony had even asked Claire to change his name to Joshua, so it wouldn't seem suspicious.After replying to her mother's messages, Claire immediately turned her phone back off. She'd promised her mother she would come over tomorrow afternoon to help prepare the dress they'd be wearing for the engagement next Saturday.And now, here she was. Taking a deep breath and steeling herself to lie to her mother—the woman who had given birth to her and raised her."Well, you finally showed up. Where hav
H-1 The EngagementThe noisy bustle at Claire's home made her heart pound erratically. While most brides-to-be would feel excited on the eve of their engagement, Claire felt more anxious and on guard.She was happy, of course. Who wouldn't be happy to finally be proposed to by someone they loved and who loved them back? But the fear of her mother's reaction—the rejection she might face tomorrow when her mother sees the person coming in place of her preferred son-in-law—filled Claire with dread.What would happen tomorrow? What if her mother rejected Antony and his family? Claire poured all her worries out to her twin brother. But, with his usual calmness, Gladwin reassured her that, like it or not, tomorrow their mother would accept Antony and his family, if only to save face in front of the guests. Yet, what if Gladwin and their other brothers were wrong?What if her mother's pride, preferring not to have a son-in-law who was a divorcé, was stronger than the embarrassment she'd face
Saturday MorningThe bustle in Richard's home had begun once again. The decoration team was busy preparing everything according to their plan. The chairs that had been stacked the night before were now arranged neatly and draped with beautiful fabric that matched the theme of the event.The food tables were set up, even though the catering service wouldn't arrive for a few more hours. Amidst all the chaos, Claire chose to stay quietly in Gladwin's room, while her twin had just arrived."I should be able to sleep until noon since I have another night shift tonight. Don't you feel sorry for me? My sun-god-like handsomeness could be ruined by dark circles from lack of sleep," Gladwin grumbled to Claire, who had been repeatedly texting him to hurry up, even though the engagement ceremony was still hours away."I'll cover the cost of your eye-bag removal surgery later," Claire replied flatly.Once again, Claire stood by the window, gazing out at the yard of their house."Just because you'r
"Don't speak carelessly, Abby," Julie scolded, frustration evident in her voice. The middle-aged woman began to panic at the thought that the family of her prospective son-in-law might not show up, potentially canceling the engagement at the last minute."Sorry, I misspoke," Abigail replied, shrugging her shoulders.Claire bit her lip to suppress a smile, while Gladwin deliberately flashed a mischievous grin. "But what Abigail said could happen. Maybe they've decided not to come and are canceling this engagement because the bride changed his mind at the last minute," he said nonchalantly."It's been an hour past our schedule, but Auntie's fiancé still hasn't shown up," Abigail complained, her makeup starting to run from the sweat. "I can barely keep it together," she muttered, making sure her voice was loud enough for her grandmother to hear. "Aunty, didn't you accidentally cause a problem that made that guy suddenly not want to marry you?" she whispered, her tone dripping with sarcas
Part 66Julie stared at Richard in disbelief before glancing at the door where her two sons and daughter were gathered. It was now clear that all her children had conspired against her, and this was all under the approval of her eldest son, Richard.What could Julie do now, especially when the highest authority in the Hampton family, her firstborn, was also involved?Her eyes swept over the guests who were stealing glances in their direction. Even without whispering, their curious looks spoke volumes. Julie felt as if she had already lost. Completely!A forced smile accompanied by a feigned enthusiasm—a mere act—was all she could muster. She extended her hand to the oldest Quirino couple and ushered them into the house, where the chairs originally prepared for her chosen son-in-law and future in-laws would now be occupied by Antony and his family.As Julie excused herself to return to Claire, she shot a sharp glance at her only daughter the moment the door closed."So this is your pla
The event concluded swiftly. After the ring exchange, the remaining activities were filled with small talk until all the guests departed for their respective homes. Only the immediate families of Claire and Antony remained, and soon, they, too, returned to their own residences.Now, Antony and Claire's two older brothers were engaged in a serious business discussion. Gladwin had already returned to his apartment to rest, as he had to work later that night. Meanwhile, Julie Hampton was sulking, hiding in her own room.Claire didn't want to be seen as a disobedient daughter, allowing her mother to remain angry indefinitely. She needed time to gather her thoughts and find the right words to ask for her mother's forgiveness, hoping Julie would eventually accept the reality that it was time to let Claire make her own choices.When Antony decided to leave, Claire chose to accompany him. She didn't want to stay home, anticipating the discomfort of facing her mother, especially with her broth
Time passed swiftly. Amid her restaurant duties, Claire was busy preparing for her wedding, which was set to take place very soon. Typically, wedding preparations would be handled by the woman's family, but Claire was different. She discussed her wedding plans more with Antony's mother and aunt since her own mother had continued to keep her distance and act coldly towards her.Since their engagement, Claire had not returned to Richard's residence. She preferred to stay in her own home and spend more time with Gladwin, Abigail, and Flavia, who had recently been spending the night at her place more often. Gladwin took on the role of bridging the wedding preparations.Like right now. Claire, Antony, Abigail, and Flavia had just finished dinner. Her twin brother arrived with a rolled-up notebook that he tucked into his pants pocket. He handed the notebook to Claire as he began to eat the leftover dishes on the table.Claire opened the book and read through the wishlist from her mother, as
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
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