All Chapters of The Deserted Bride: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

 Two hours had passed and Audrey did nothing but unwillingly complied with Shane’s every demand. At the same time, Nathan would just silently watch from afar and softly laughed whenever Audrey made faces behind the other’s back. Due to the nature of Shane’s work, the production team handling the project decided to book the whole inland resort comprising huge hotel buildings, several villages- where most of the resort workers and family lived in, a marketplace providing freshly picked fruits and vegetables from their very own farmlands and gardens, freshwater fishes and some seafood imported from other parts of the country, a mini-city version in the center with malls and cafés. Everything seemed like a small nation than a resort. There were also recreational spots with man-made hot springs and pools for both adults and children. A truly ideal place t

“No good, CUT!” It was the fourth time and Stephanie couldn’t yet satisfy the director with her acting. The praises she got from the crew earlier because of her incredible visual attributes were suddenly used against her. All the flattering she heard turned to elaborated mocks on how she was talent-less when it comes to acting and having a gift for beauty and exceptional voice must be her limitation since her acting skills weren’t as good as expected. The aspiring actress could only grit her teeth quietly while being humiliated. She did every way possible to climbed up a ladder and after all her sacrifices, people still laughed at her. Her body trembled in anger, and she knew it wouldn’t be long before she burst out the swelling feelings inside her. The whispers from the crowd sounded like a taunt coming from faceless demons just like th

The stink of alcohol started to grow stronger by the minute. Empty vodka bottles and beer cans were scattered on the floor. Some were even rolling on the bed with its content spilled all over. The white cotton sheets laid on top of the bed were tainted and the smell of liquors would probably linger for a long time even after washing the covers. Shane was crouching on the floor beside the bed. Just seconds ago, he was still on the bed, spreading down on the soft bed until he fell down when reaching out for another can of beer. He looked messier wearing the same clothes he had for filming earlier. The actor felt like his life was over. He was heartbroken after all. If not for Lucy’s warning, he would have already chased after Stephanie and beg her to come back to him. But he couldn’t. All because of his career. For his future’s sake and everything but it didn’t matter anymore when in the end, he couldn&

“Hija!” Mrs. Vargas’ called when Audrey stepped out of the bathroom. “How are you feeling? Did the herbal bath help? We were surprised to see you unconscious on the floor when we arrived,” her mother-in-law continued. Audrey said nothing with indifference in her eyes. First, she had no idea how Mrs. Vargas knew where they went for filming. Shane must have mentioned the possible location but not exactly where. Then, Mrs. Vargas knew where exactly their room was. Audrey was aware that the elder could possibly ask about it from someone in the reception area but would the staff here easily provide this information even she would introduce herself as Shane’s mother? Nah, since this resort was booked by the production team and no other guests were allowed to enter except those tenants and workers whom they referred to as ‘locals&rs

The rain had finally stopped, leaving the sky clear; with no heavy, dark, rain clouds blocking the moonlight. The sunny afternoon was gone in a blink and the hours of raining seemed like forever. The important thing was, the rain was over. It wouldn’t be too cold at night to sleep anymore nor too dark outside with the thick clouds. When nightfall came, it was time for the moon to shine and illuminate the earth, guiding the lost soul to the right path and pulling those in despair from the abyss. Audrey opened her peepers when she felt uncomfortable in her position. She was crying for hours again until she fell asleep on the floor. She clicked her tongue. “I’m wasted,” she whispered. Her legs felt numb, and she had to wait for a while until she could finally move them. It was bothersome to stand up when she could barely feel her legs, she was scared she might fall on the ground. Anyway, who would care a