I sighed, "Yup. The news about them hurting me is spreading, but not a single person believes me. Others prefer to take my stepmother's side over mine," I replied dispiritedly.
"What the heck, Ysabel?" he exclaimed in astonishment.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner? You should have come to me and asked for help. My older brother is a Governor here, and he might be able to assist you with your problem. Why are you letting your stepmother and her children treat you like a servant? Does your father know about this? Can't you see that Ryan is hurting you too?" he asked incredulously.
I couldn't help but laugh bitterly.
"Even if I did complain to you, the truth would still be the same. My father would still choose to believe Teresita and her kids," I said bitterly, causing Chester to fall silent.
He looked at me for a moment before returning his attention to driving. He seemed to be worried about my problem and probably didn't want to engage in a dangerous conversation while driving.
"But they are physically abusing you, Ysabel," he said in a serious tone.
"They could be imprisoned for their actions, especially that damn Ryan. I don't care if your father believes you or not. But your stepmother and your stepsiblings deserve to rot in jail," he said and took a deep breath.
"They should still go to jail and suffer because they hurt you both physically and mentally. They're abusing you. Whether your father believes you or not, you should have come to me immediately. What if they seriously injure you next time?" Chester added, gripping the steering wheel tightly.
The Angeles family despises the mistreatment of individuals. They always consider the welfare of their constituents, and the previous Governor, Sir Vandolf Angeles, and Chester's brother, Governor Eros, continue to do so. The family has contributed significantly to the community, providing free education to underprivileged children, including myself. They have lifted the hopes and dreams of many, which is why I was fortunate enough to receive a scholarship. Despite facing various challenges, I am determined to finish college and work towards a better life.
"Boss, can I ask for a favor?" I inquired.
I refer to Chester as "Boss" at the vet clinic where I work. He is my employer there, and I'm the only one who calls him "Boss." The rest of my colleagues address him as "sir," which makes me unique.
"Yeah, sure. What is it?"
"Could you ask Governor Eros to raid the back of our house?" I asked.
"Why?" he asked, furrowing his brow.
"My stepmother has an illegal gambling den in our house. Teresita and our neighbors play tong-its there. Isn't gambling prohibited by Governor here in our area? Besides, I want my stepmother to experience what it's like to be behind bars," I said, smiling sweetly, with a mischievous grin.
A wicked smile on my face.
Before, I had never considered reporting them because I would have been the one blamed once they discovered the illegal gambling activities in our house. But now, I don't care if they blame me or not. I want that wretched Teresita to get what she deserves. Ryzza, Ryan, and their greed will have to deal with the consequences themselves.
After a few minutes, Chester and I finally arrived at his VetClinic. He parked his car for a moment before both of us got out and went inside the open VetClinic. Other people were already in charge of opening Chester's VetClinic to quickly attend to the scheduled patients, and others were responsible for closing it once the work was done. So, Chester didn't have to worry about opening and closing his clinic, which he owned. "Good morning, sir!" Maria, Chester's female assistant, greeted him energetically. It wasn't a secret to me that Maria had a huge crush on Chester. In fact, almost everyone here knew about her feelings for him. But he didn't seem to pay much attention to her beauty. She smiled widely, appearing to be in a good mood. I returned the smile when Maria greeted me. She had a thick layer of makeup on her face this early in the morning, and her hair was freshly curled. It was pretty evident that she was trying to look her best to catch Chester's attention. After all, C
Here's the English translation of your text with corrected grammar: "My phone won't stop vibrating, and Ryzza just won't leave me alone until I answer her call. I guess she hasn't found someone she can borrow money from, which is why she keeps calling, but I don't even attempt to answer. Let her deal with her life. She's bombarded me with text messages, some even filled with curses and threats, but I never respond. Let her go crazy. At least my mom and her sibling experienced going to jail and sleeping in a cell. They brought this trouble upon themselves, so they should deal with their problems. They shouldn't involve me in their foolishness and misfortune. "Are you sure you're okay here, Ysabel?" Chester asked, breaking my thoughts. He had his things with him and was ready to go home. It was already past six in the evening, and night had fallen. My other coworkers had already gone home too. I had previously asked Chester if I could stay at his Vet Clinic tonight, and he agreed,
"How well did you sleep here at the VetClinic?" Chester asked me. I briefly glanced at him while I cleaned up the mess on the table, and he carefully administered insulin to Getty, a female Pomeranian with diabetes mellitus. Getty was taken care of by Manang Adel, one of the oldest residents in Agoncillo, Batangas. She owned the repair shops in our area. "Boss, I slept quite well because there are no ghosts," I joked, making him laugh. The truth is, I almost lost my wits last night when I thought I heard strange noises at Chester's VetClinic. I was about to go to sleep when I heard those sounds. I even thought there might be a burglar inside, but it turned out that one of the dogs had escaped from its kennel. Chester usually took in animals left at the VetClinic, and their owners often picked them up the next day. Some of them couldn't make it sooner due to work commitments. Chester also adopted abandoned animals and, whenever possible, we tried to find suitable adoptive families f
While he was eating, I just looked at him and smiled. How I love to see you this happy. If you only knew I'm pregnant with your baby if you only wanted to embrace this little angel inside me, to see this world perfectly. How I wish we could see the smile of our baby, but as you wish, I will do it. For you, Zack, I will do it, and I know it's wrong.He stopped eating and looked at me."Hey, what are you looking at? Is there something on my face?" He caressed his face as he spoke, and I simply smiled."No," he smiled back."Come here." I went to him, and suddenly he made me sit on his lap, then he followed."Say 'ahh'," he said playfully."Zack...""Babe, say 'ahhh,' I'm serenading you." I playfully took a bite."Very good," I responded, smiling. He kissed me on my lips, but it was only for a moment. I smiled, looked at the time, and then looked back at him."Zack?""Yes, baby?""I'm just going to take a bath.""Okay, baby." I stood up, but before that, I looked at him and bent down to
It feels wonderful; I'm elated because Zack is petting me. He's not like he used to be – he no longer exhausts me. Now he's asking me if I'm alright. I can't help but laugh because his Other Assistant (OA) is already in the kitchen early in the morning, swiftly buying everything I desire. I got up as he wasn't beside me. "Huh?" I looked at Manang who had just entered. "Yes?" He smiled at me and sat next to me. "I'm happy and transformed, sir, all thanks to you. I've only seen him like this, and I'm grateful that you didn't give up on him." I embraced Manang. "Manang, I'm content now because I'm the one he loves." "I'm content as well." I glanced at him and then released myself from the hug. "Thank you. I feel like a mother to you," I said, tears welling up. "Oh, hey, let's eat now." He helped me stand up, and then we went to the kitchen together, where I saw Zack cooking. "Good morning, my lovely wife." I smiled at his words. I dashed over to him and hugged him. "Babe, pampe
"Hey, babe?" I was taken by surprise as someone planted a kiss on my stomach."Babe, wake up," he gently shook me, and I blinked my eyes open, offering him a smile."Baby Zack~," I said playfully, causing him to chuckle."Baby Zack?" he laughed."Both the baby and I were sleeping, and then you woke us up," I pouted at him. Suddenly, he leaned in and kissed me, so I followed suit by grabbing his neck.But he stopped, and I furrowed my brows."Get up and get ready." I nodded and headed for a shower.-----Here we are, standing in front of their house – a beautiful and spacious one. Turns out, my dress reaches just above my knees, and I'm wearing doll shoes."Let's go inside, babe," he said, and I nodded. As we approached the door, he mentioned that he has a brother, a twin brother to be exact, and also a family. The daughter is referred to as 'the princess.' I was delighted by what he shared. Upon opening the door, a girl appeared before us."Daddy," she exclaimed to Zack, and I couldn'
"I'll explain the situation. When you were in shock, Zack took care of you for over a year. However, during one instance when Zack left to buy fruit, we learned that your grandfather had taken you to London for treatment. Zack searched for you in London and encountered a girl. At that point, Zack was already 20 years old, and when he saw Monica in the hospital, he believed she was you. So, we decided to arrange a marriage between them," I looked at Zack, who found it hard to meet my gaze."Is that it?""Zack believed it was you because we knew her name was Monica. However, we didn't know her last name, and we trusted Zack, so we didn't perform a background check.""Zack believed the girl he met was the one you helped? Was his ex-wife a girl?" Mom nodded."That's why he loves Monica so deeply. He thought she was the girl we assisted." I nodded in understanding."I'm going to leave," I stood up abruptly, but Zack stopped me."Babe, are we going to argue?" I smiled at him."Shh~ It's not
I knelt down and hugged him, saying, "Sorry, Zack. I'm really hurt.""Sorry, babe. Didn't I say let's create new memories?" I nodded in agreement."Babe, I can't forgive him. It's his fault," I said angrily."What are you going to do?""I'm going to show him everything," he hugged me tightly."Sorry, baby. Sorry," he repeated."Zack, I'm seeing him tomorrow. I'm going to confront him and slap his fake certificate in his face." Zack looked into my eyes."I'll come with you.""Okay."------We stood in front of Zack's condo, holding his fake certificate. Zack tightly held my hand."Babe, calm down, okay? Baby," he said soothingly. I just nodded, and Zack rang the doorbell. Rose opened the door and looked at us."Oh, what do you need?" I faced him, and he suddenly smiled."The hook that's in a hurry now.""The one rushing to get the legal documents?" I slapped the paper on his face. He was taken aback by my actions. But I wasn't done – I slapped him again."That's for cheating, Zack." He
I'm at the supermarket, craving some fruit. As I stand in front of the apple stall, ready to make a selection, a feminine hand catches my attention. I hesitated and withdrew my hand, turning away when she spoke. "Are you Zack's ex or something?" Her question stops me in my tracks. It's her, the girl I saw in the parking lot when Zack proposed. She's the one. There's a certain ethereal quality about her; her fair skin and beauty make me feel slightly inadequate. It's no wonder Zack chose her over us. "Hello?" I meet her gaze and then glance away. "I need to go," I mumble and start walking. She seems persistent, following me. "Hey, wait," she says, grabbing my arm. She's so beautiful; her accent is American. I feel like pinching her. "I'm asking you," she continues. "Yes is my answer. If you don't mind, I need to leave. I don't want any trouble with you. We're over, and I'm not desperate to win him back from you. I've seen enough. He chose you, and you're going to be his wife. I'm
Zary POV (Zack's Twin Brother):I observed my brother, who was currently downing shots of tequila. How many bottles had he consumed? Six? Somehow, he managed to be such a fool. I walked into Lica's room, my cousin who had recently returned from the States."Lica, what's the latest?" I settled onto his bed as he glanced at me briefly before returning to his task. Lica was a fashion designer and always seemed busy."It's functional, but I doubt your twin can handle his part," I sighed deeply."You can't entirely blame him, Lica. After all, they nearly lost the baby," I commented, somewhat irritated. He stood up, facing me."Listen, dear cousin. Do you truly believe I'm the one responsible for this idea? Is that what you think?" I met his gaze, then stood up."Just keep it brief. I don't want to witness my brother self-destructing over such matters," I left his room and turned back to my twin."Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! It's all my fault," he exclaimed, hurling a glass to the floor."ZA
It had been a full week, an entire week of his consistent indifference towards me. He had ceased bringing other women home, though he was now returning in the early hours of the morning. Here I was, in the role of his caretaker, a role I had surprisingly grown accustomed to. During one of my cleaning sessions in his room while he occupied the bathroom, something tumbled out from his coat. It rolled, catching my attention. Retrieving it, I swiftly returned the coat to its place, just as he emerged from the bathroom, unfazed by his undressing before me. After he left, I perched on the edge of the bed and examined the object closely. A small box revealed a plain silver gold white ring. Cradling it in my hand, I realized it fit perfectly. A fleeting smile graced my lips, but it quickly faded, replaced by unease as I glanced at my hand. "Who is he planning to propose to?" A pang of emotions tightened within me. We hadn't even reached the stage of discussing a proposal, making such a notio
I woke up disoriented, finding myself still in the place where I had lost consciousness earlier. Clutching my stomach, I reassured myself that I was alright. My slumber had been a result of my tears, and I reminded myself to take my vitamins. After consuming some bread and milk, I returned to the room, eyes shut tight. Gazing at Zack's side of the bed, I tenderly caressed his pillow, eventually lying down, embracing it, and shedding silent tears.Abruptly awakened, a tapping sensation on my face jolted me. My initial smile faded as I opened my eyes, only to be met by the sight of a woman dressed in nothing but a bra and panties. Confusion set in until Zack emerged from the bathroom. Hastily standing up, I moved toward him, my gaze ignoring the woman's presence."Babe, you're back!" I exclaimed, wrapping my arms around Zack's topless form. My anticipation was swiftly crushed as he gently pushed me away."Could you leave the room? We have other plans," he uttered with cold detachment. G
I woke up feeling hungry, which motivated me to get out of bed. However, I quickly realized that Zack wasn't next to me. Looking around, I noticed that it was already 6 in the morning. I thought Zack might have left for work, although he usually said goodbye before going. Lost in my thoughts, I got up, put on my robe, and left the room. Yet, Zack wasn't in sight. I headed straight to the kitchen to make some milk, but I felt restless. I really wanted to see Zack. I sat down in the dining room, and the phone started ringing repeatedly. I grabbed the cordless phone.I was at a loss for words."Hello?" I tried to speak, but nothing came out."Good day, sir. We regret to inform you that we've canceled all the arrangements for your wedding. We hope you might reconsider. Ma'am Monic doesn't know about this yet, but we plan to explain everything soon. Have a good day, sir. Thank you." I was completely shocked by what I heard.What?The wedding plans were canceled?I thought about it, remembe
While our lips were locked in a kiss, I couldn't help but moan from the pleasure of the sensations coursing through me. His gentle strokes against my skin were intoxicating, each touch sending shivers down my spine. He skillfully rubbed my face as our mouths explored each other. His skilled tongue danced with mine, causing me to moan even more. He gradually lifted my maternity dress without breaking our passionate kiss. The sudden exposure made me shiver as I felt the cool air against my bare skin.He removed my bra with deliberate care, his hand then descending to explore between my legs. A moan escaped my lips as he delved into my intimate area. I grabbed his neck, finding support in his strong embrace."Mhmm," I murmured, lost in the sensation. His skillful fingers caressed my cl!tor!s, sending waves of pleasure through me. I could feel the heat building up within me, my body responding eagerly."Ahhhh, babe~~" Zack's touch caused me to tremble with pleasure. He continued to touch
"We arrived home, but I kept looking at Zack. Partly because I wasn't satisfied with his explanation."Stop staring at me as if I'm a criminal," he said, annoyed. I looked away and continued eating my apple."Hey, are you going to believe me or not?""I don't know," was all I said. He surprised me by suddenly swooping me up bridal style."Hey, put me down.""Later," he smirked."You're quite eager," I retorted. He simply smiled and kissed my forehead. As he carried me to our room, he gently set me on the bed and knelt down."Monic," I met his gaze."What is it?" He smiled at me."I'm sorry." I kept my gaze on him, waiting for his next words."Monic, I apologize for everything I've put you through. If only I hadn't trusted Monica, or rather Rose, so readily, we might not have had these problems. I hope we can find happiness. I know our beginning was rocky, and I made you cover up for someone you aren't. But you're truly what I was looking for. My love for you blinded me, Monic. No matt
"I'm waiting for her; I mean, I really want to know why she cheated on Zack. I looked outside the restaurant through the glass window and saw him getting out of the car. He was talking to someone for a while, then he glanced at me and I nodded, receiving the same in return. After a while, he walked over and took a seat in front of me."What do you want, Monique?" I looked at him first."Order first," was all I told him."Waiter," he called the waiter."Yes, ma'am, what's your order?""I want a mocha coffee, that's all.""Okay, ma'am," the waiter left, and he turned his attention back to me."So?" he said, and I took a deep breath."Why did you cheat on him?" Rose laughed slightly, so I frowned."Monic! Zack is attractive, wealthy, and skilled in bed," I clenched my fist in annoyance at his words.He looked me up and down, "You thought we lived as husband and wife for five years. Those five years with him were passionate and easy-going. He was my first; he was the first one to experien
"When the urge took over and disrupted your plans, I looked at Zack, but he just laughed."Hey, it's something we both desired.""Yes, I know, but you're aware that I'm leaving. Look, it's late," I said, feeling drained after sleeping all day."Tell me, where are you really going?" he asked, handing me a glass of milk."Kay Rose," I replied."Kay Rose?" he questioned, his brow furrowing."Why?""I just want to know, Zack. Why did she do that? Why did she cheat on you?" He smiled and then stood up. I followed his gaze while sipping my drink. He took an envelope from his bag and walked over to me."What is that?" I inquired. He handed it to me, and as I peered inside, I was taken aback by what I saw."Zack, how did this—""A setup, or let's just say she might have had a reason for her actions," he said, smiling."So, is this true? Are you really divorced?" He hugged me suddenly and kissed me passionately."Yes, baby," I smiled but pushed him away gently."What was her reason?""Why?""I