The Woman in the Bed Minah felt as if she was punched right in the stomach seeing Tobias's reaction to her question. Staggering to stand from her seat, she clenched her fist. “I can explain…” “What the fuck, Tobias. For a few days of being together, you've just decided to explain everything to me now? So, had I not figured this out, you would never admit it?” Tobias tried to close the gap between them but her death glare stopped him. “I know it was all my fault, Minah. And I can't bring back your mother and sister's lives anymore. If only I didn't stop by that apartment building, there wouldn't have been a fire in the first place. But I promise you, I will do anything in my power to find the person responsible for this. I'll make them pay.” “Who are they?” she asked furiously. “They were my family’s business partners. I found out they were stealing our cargo and rerouting for transport in Singapore and Hong Kong... They were taking their revenge against me now because they were
Her Fight Minah opened her mouth, about to say something, but she immediately piped down. She had a feeling that the woman was purposely digging her nails into her arm. But what was she supposed to say anyway? She had no clue what to think about, to begin with. This woman who was helplessly lying in bed, barely breathing, was her husband’s ex-fiancée. She was the one she once saw in the ambulance with Tobias—the night when he was attacked by the two Singaporeans on Kusu Island. She was the same woman who Tobias chose over her a few years ago. Her love rival wasn't Ava after all but her. Rival. Minah wanted to hoot with laughter. What made her think that Tobias genuinely loved her? She heard the woman loud and clear. Tobias was taking avenge out on her. Minah tried her best to keep her expression blank, even though her heart was crushing inside. Tobias remained silent, on the other hand. For the second time, Tobias hid a secret from her again. He had fooled her again just like wha
Betrayed Minah shifted her gaze to Vincent who was sitting at the end of the table. There was a mischievous smirk etched across his lips, while Ava remained silent in her seat, her eyes were taunting, nevertheless. “You’re late…” Ava spoke, glaring at her. She tried her best to act calm when she sat on a chair that the waiter pulled out for her. Ava's eyelid may turn upside down, but she wouldn’t give a fuck. She hasn't even spared her a glance since, afraid that her eyes will meet Tobias's again. The latter was settled just across from her. But instead, she glanced at her wristwatch, reminding herself to leave right away as soon as she's done what she needed to say. First of all, being plastic was not her character, especially to them. Secondly, she was itching so much to pick up the fork sitting in front of her and stab Vincent using it many times over. The nerve of this devil to grin like that as if he was all pure. She believed that people all have evil in them. In her case,
The Hero Minah was clutching the pouch that was sitting on her lap way too hard as if she could gather the air she'd be needing later on there. A taunting smile was still plastered across Vincent's lips while his eyes remained focused on her. Ava on the other hand was giving her an “I-told-you-you-can’t-mess-with-us-bitch” glare, seemingly proud about what her brother was doing to her. Isabel seemed bewildered, for sure she didn't have a clue about Vincent's plan at all. Neither did Juan Miguel and Margaux. They had no idea about what lay behind her calm state at the moment. “Vincent, what does Damara mean? Can anyone here explain to us what’s happening?” Margaux asked. When she got no replies from anybody, the old woman stared at her, confused. “Hija, I don't quite follow.” Minah took her time rising to her feet even though itchiness slowly began to crawl all over her body. It was only a matter of minutes before the rashes became visible, that soon, she'll have a hard time brea
Nathaniel Cassandra was now taken into custody. Sitting on a gang chair across from Mrs. Dub was Minah who was silent 'till now. She may dislike the idea of being in the same space with Tobias, but when Angel clung to her and begged her to come with them, she had no choice but to get into his car. They took her to the hospital for medico-legal and to conduct a general checkup as well. Tobias was not speaking a word, too. But even then, Minah could tell that he was putting blame on himself. He was probably thinking right now that he was such an irresponsible parent for not being able to tend to Angel. She wanted to comfort him, thinking that she was able to hit him back in the pool. But she refrained from doing so. She was in no position to do that. They were not a married couple—not even friends. In Tobias’ eyes, she was his enemy. The nurse came in and informed them that Angel had to be brought into a CT scan room immediately. Tobias glanced at her, with Angel sleeping on his sh
Vengeance Nathaniel clenched his jaw. Minah was provoking him to pull the trigger, he knew. The woman’s voice was harsh, cold, and icy; they matched the mean expression on her color-drained face. If Nathaniel didn't know her for a long time, he'd have believed every word her mouth spat. That she lacked conscience and mercy and had zero remorse for all the crimes she committed. But he knew her through and through. He knew that she was only torturing every bit of herself at this very moment. He could see how pale she looked now that she was bare-faced. He knew she was trying so hard to hide the pain and havoc in her heart but she couldn’t hide the agony in her eyes. She was weak, desolated, and scared, yet she still managed to look like a woman with an indomitable spirit. Minah experienced nothing but betrayal these past few weeks, and as heartless as Nathaniel thought he was, he needed to add more to her suffering. But Jesus! He felt sick knowing that he was causing this woman a
Justice Served Tobias stared at his wristwatch, quarter to seven. Was Minah awake already? Had she had breakfast? Was she feeling better now? She didn't let Tan in last night. He was itching to press the passcode of her unit but he knew he had to stop himself from doing so. Barging in right now might piss her off again. They needed to talk over it because he had so many things to explain to her. Shortly after, he finally decided to get into her unit when he was beginning to suspect that maybe she wasn't there anymore. He tried to track her down using his phone but the result was she was still in her room. Tobias transferred to their unit, replaying the footage last night. His heart ached when he watched the confrontation she had with Nathaniel. A few minutes passed after Minah told them to leave her off, and she went back to her unit. She finally appeared on the screen, all dressed up, and was holding a suitcase in her hand. She was talking to someone over the phone but their co
Pregnant Minah heaved out a huge sigh while waiting for the elevator to reach the floor she was going to where her hotel room was. She was checking in at a four-star hotel around Mandaluyong ever since she left the condo unit that Tobias and Nathaniel bought for her. She's got body pain and a slight fever again as she drove back home from the Fuego Building yesterday. It seemed like she'd go down with the flu for real this time for doing a bunch of things at once. She felt dizzy while she bought some medicines at the drugstore she'd dropped by. She had taken some Ibuprofen and Chlorphenamine maleate before she hit the road again. Although her body pain had slightly gotten better, however, she felt physically weak and flabby this time around. By the time she reached the hallway of that certain floor, she immediately saw Nathaniel. He was sitting on the carpeted floor and his back was leaning against the wall of her hotel room. Déjà vu. It felt like she had already encountered the s
Minah was in the warden's office. She was sitting in the middle of the room, crossing her legs as she waited for the man to come into the room for ten minutes already. She was the very first person who visited Vincent in prison ever since the judge sentenced him of his crimes—that he'll forever rot in jail. “What the fuck are you doing here?” the guy immediately groaned as soon as he saw her inside. He was about to head back to the door but he was stopped on his track when the cell guard motioned him to get back inside. “I don't want to talk with this bitch. Bring me back to my cell right now…” But instead of letting him out, the guard moved and left the room to themselves without a word. “Dammit! Where the fuck are you going?!” Vincent screamed. He was doing that for seconds before ending up kicking the door in frustration. He then turned to her with his venomous eyes. Vincent looked like a mess now. Far from the one who blocked her way to the front gate of the Fuego mansion wit
April 2021 Bangkok, Thailand Tobias was sitting on the lounge chair in the lobby, facing across his cousin named Blair and his brother Gian. They were all waiting for Jay-Dee, one of Bold & Beautiful’s top models. The woman went to the restroom to do some retouching before finding where they were at. They were the ones who hired Jay-Dee to be part of Bold & Beautiful four years ago. Nathaniel bought the company from his Thai friend although, in the end, they kept the latter's name in the contract as the owner. Since things started to go south, he planned to pull Jay-Dee out of the current agency and offer to work in Tempted Wear instead as soon as her contract expired. The Tempted Wear was established by Tobias along with his brother Gian just a few years ago. Unbeknownst to Tobias, his brother attempted to buy Trimmed which was owned by Celine, Minah's business partner. But that didn't even happen since she disappeared all of a sudden. And so did Celine. “When are you coming bac
It was love Six months later Barcelona, Spain It was around sunset and Minah was at the beach, watching the beautiful waves crashing onto the calm shore. The air was breezy, blowing off the hem of her clothes and her hair which she let untied. It hadn't reached eight hours yet when her plane landed in Spain from the Philippines. After checking in at the hotel while she stayed in Barcelona, she decided to get out of her suite and take a stroll along the place's pride, the white sand beach. She could not stand being in the room all alone. It was calm, however, the silence was quite deafening for her. Six long, lonely months had passed, and yet, Minah felt like the pain, guilt, and agony in her heart didn’t even subside. She left the person who she thought she'll never lose. Angel, Tobias, and her baby… She could still vividly remember how her heart stopped beating when she found out her baby was gone. She was supposed to grieve, and let her tears flow, because as they say, that
Deaths BGC, Taguig The black and brand-new Chevrolet Camaro was parked on the side of the road. The people who attended the funeral dressed in all white turned their heads to the newcomer, especially when the door opened. A pair of feet-wearing elegant and famous Stuart Weitzman high heels emerged from the driver's seat. When a fair-skin woman appeared right before them, a collective whisper from the attendees began to flood the entire place. The woman was wearing a classy midi black dress and an oversized wide-brimmed hat that covered almost half of her face. Aside from her pointed and pretty nose bridge, the only thing that was more apparent was her lips in bright red lipstick. But those people didn’t need to see her whole face to recognize who she was. Minah was holding a bouquet of black roses in her other hand. Her free hand was slid into her pocket. Whispers became much louder this time. some were exchanging glances every time she stepped closer, drawing the distance between
Pregnant Minah heaved out a huge sigh while waiting for the elevator to reach the floor she was going to where her hotel room was. She was checking in at a four-star hotel around Mandaluyong ever since she left the condo unit that Tobias and Nathaniel bought for her. She's got body pain and a slight fever again as she drove back home from the Fuego Building yesterday. It seemed like she'd go down with the flu for real this time for doing a bunch of things at once. She felt dizzy while she bought some medicines at the drugstore she'd dropped by. She had taken some Ibuprofen and Chlorphenamine maleate before she hit the road again. Although her body pain had slightly gotten better, however, she felt physically weak and flabby this time around. By the time she reached the hallway of that certain floor, she immediately saw Nathaniel. He was sitting on the carpeted floor and his back was leaning against the wall of her hotel room. Déjà vu. It felt like she had already encountered the s
Justice Served Tobias stared at his wristwatch, quarter to seven. Was Minah awake already? Had she had breakfast? Was she feeling better now? She didn't let Tan in last night. He was itching to press the passcode of her unit but he knew he had to stop himself from doing so. Barging in right now might piss her off again. They needed to talk over it because he had so many things to explain to her. Shortly after, he finally decided to get into her unit when he was beginning to suspect that maybe she wasn't there anymore. He tried to track her down using his phone but the result was she was still in her room. Tobias transferred to their unit, replaying the footage last night. His heart ached when he watched the confrontation she had with Nathaniel. A few minutes passed after Minah told them to leave her off, and she went back to her unit. She finally appeared on the screen, all dressed up, and was holding a suitcase in her hand. She was talking to someone over the phone but their co
Vengeance Nathaniel clenched his jaw. Minah was provoking him to pull the trigger, he knew. The woman’s voice was harsh, cold, and icy; they matched the mean expression on her color-drained face. If Nathaniel didn't know her for a long time, he'd have believed every word her mouth spat. That she lacked conscience and mercy and had zero remorse for all the crimes she committed. But he knew her through and through. He knew that she was only torturing every bit of herself at this very moment. He could see how pale she looked now that she was bare-faced. He knew she was trying so hard to hide the pain and havoc in her heart but she couldn’t hide the agony in her eyes. She was weak, desolated, and scared, yet she still managed to look like a woman with an indomitable spirit. Minah experienced nothing but betrayal these past few weeks, and as heartless as Nathaniel thought he was, he needed to add more to her suffering. But Jesus! He felt sick knowing that he was causing this woman a
Nathaniel Cassandra was now taken into custody. Sitting on a gang chair across from Mrs. Dub was Minah who was silent 'till now. She may dislike the idea of being in the same space with Tobias, but when Angel clung to her and begged her to come with them, she had no choice but to get into his car. They took her to the hospital for medico-legal and to conduct a general checkup as well. Tobias was not speaking a word, too. But even then, Minah could tell that he was putting blame on himself. He was probably thinking right now that he was such an irresponsible parent for not being able to tend to Angel. She wanted to comfort him, thinking that she was able to hit him back in the pool. But she refrained from doing so. She was in no position to do that. They were not a married couple—not even friends. In Tobias’ eyes, she was his enemy. The nurse came in and informed them that Angel had to be brought into a CT scan room immediately. Tobias glanced at her, with Angel sleeping on his sh
The Hero Minah was clutching the pouch that was sitting on her lap way too hard as if she could gather the air she'd be needing later on there. A taunting smile was still plastered across Vincent's lips while his eyes remained focused on her. Ava on the other hand was giving her an “I-told-you-you-can’t-mess-with-us-bitch” glare, seemingly proud about what her brother was doing to her. Isabel seemed bewildered, for sure she didn't have a clue about Vincent's plan at all. Neither did Juan Miguel and Margaux. They had no idea about what lay behind her calm state at the moment. “Vincent, what does Damara mean? Can anyone here explain to us what’s happening?” Margaux asked. When she got no replies from anybody, the old woman stared at her, confused. “Hija, I don't quite follow.” Minah took her time rising to her feet even though itchiness slowly began to crawl all over her body. It was only a matter of minutes before the rashes became visible, that soon, she'll have a hard time brea