Semua Bab Her Game (English Version): Bab 11 - Bab 20

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS IS A GOOGLE TRANSLATED VERSION. WE JUST NEED FUNDS TO SAVE DOGS’ LIVES. PLEASE BEAR WITH ME. I WILL REVISED THIS SOON.GAME TEN:BleedingIs it possible to feel different emotions in one snap of time?Because that's how I felt after Ryu took me to the mansion. Being focused on the foreign emotions he brought, I didn't notice the rapid passing of time, so we reached midnight at Panganiban Coast, drowning in happiness. But I was overcome with joy when I entered the mansion, and fear prevailed."Where have you been this late night? Is this what Dores is teaching you? To come home at this hour?" With her nude lingerie, Tita Ingrid stood up like a tiger in front of me.My eyes widened in surprise when I caught them in the living room."Y-Are you all still awake?"Nanny Dores quickly approached me and put the thick sweater on my shoulders. But then the coldness I felt didn't decrease; I'm confused if it was because of the thinness of the vestida I was wearing or because

Game Twelve: Reunited I raised an eyebrow and burst into laughter at his question. "Are you kidding me, Engineer Dela Costa? Me? Jealous? Of what?" His jaw dropped as my laughter lingered. I couldn't imagine where he got that idea, that I would be jealous. After what happened between us, he thinks I still love him? That I still have a special place in my heart for him? Is he kidding me? “Your actions,” he mouthed, “You said actions speak louder than words.” I laughed again at his twisted logic. “Yes. So, what are you saying?” “I’m just thinking that maybe, ahm, you’re jealous because you’re angry—“ I tsked. "You're pretty confident, huh? You're bad. Don’t assume that I’m still into you, Engineer Dela Costa, because I’m not!” I held my breath to stop myself from laughing. He was going overboard with his delusion. I shook my head, looking back at Ren’s spot on stage. He was gone, replaced by another band member singing. The gray-haired mestizo man named Tristan

Game Fourteen: MansionEven before we reached the mansion, tears were welling up in my eyes as I looked out the window of Attorney Samora’s car. The familiar, bumpy road leading to the place where I grew up; the towering coconut trees scattered everywhere; the saltiness of the breeze hitting my nose; everything, everything brought me back to the past.“We’re here, Engineer Lee.”Attorney Samora’s car stopped in front of the mansion’s towering golden iron gate.I remember how it used to open whenever Mommy and Daddy were coming home and would close as they left, while I stood in the lobby, just watching them.“Finally, I’m home,” I whispered to myself.“Are you okay, Engineer Lee? If you’re not ready yet we can move this urgent meeting to tomorrow,” he said, concern in his voice.“I’m fine, Attorney Samora. I can’t postpone this anymore. I promised my parents. They are waiting for me.”Attorney Samora nodded before turning to the man approaching his car. Based on his unifo

Game Sixteen: TruthI couldn't speak. Sweat beaded on my forehead, and I didn’t know if it was because of the rising sun or because I was suddenly nervous because of his threat.“It's true.” A playful, low baritone boomed behind Ryu. “She’s already engaged to me, Engineer Dela Costa. Are you going to kill me now?”My eyes flew to Marl, and I sighed in relief, knowing I wasn’t alone with Ryu. I didn’t know why I was having trouble blocking Ryu’s threat, and suddenly felt nervous. Yes, he was violent, but I knew he couldn’t do that. He couldn’t kill Marl or anyone. But they almost killed me, Akemi. Wasn’t that enough reason that he was capable of carrying out his threat?“Yeah, i-it’s true,” I said, lowering my head because I couldn’t handle the darkness in Ryu’s eyes.Marl approached me, drapping his arm around my shoulder. “What are you doing here, Engineer Dela Costa? Don’t tell me you came here just to ask that?”Ryu glanced at Marl’s arm and narro

GAME EIGHTEEN: WonTwo weeks had passed since that meeting. The entire LEC team had a one-week vacation because of the Christmas and New Year celebration, delaying the project. And the meeting that was supposed to happen last week.I spent my vacation at my condo with Michaela and Marl, of course. We just had a small celebration, which I admit had relaxed me from the tension of what happened before.I also took the opportunity to visit my family’s gravesite, to pray and pay respect with flowers. I also took the opportunity to visit Yaya Dores at the mansion. Thankfully, Tita Ingrid and El Sandra were on their out-of-the-country vacation. Where, I didn’t even ask.That night, Marl and I flew to Manila to attend a charity event at an orphanage. And now, it’s the first day back at work for the LEC employees, and I won’t waste time for our big project with Western Eagle Corporation.I was alone in my