All Chapters of Mommy, I Want You To Marry Daddy!: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

S E L E N AI've always been a bit hard on myself, but I never imagined I would make such a huge mistake. It's embarrassing and frustrating, and I'm having a hard time forgiving myself. Running away from there when he clearly didn't care for me felt like I was trying to force myself on him, hoping that he would eventually change his mind and want to be with me. It was a desperate and misguided attempt to win him over, and I'm embarrassed by how I acted. I should have respected his boundaries and accepted that he wasn't interested in me.In hindsight, I could see that I was being a bit delusional and ignoring the obvious signs that he wasn't interested in me. I placed my hand on my chest, trying to steady my racing heart. I opened the door and walked into the room, not knowing what was on the other side. I didn't care where I was going, as long as it was away from everyone else. All I wanted was to be alone and collect my thoughts. I hoped that Christopher would forgive me for my mis

P E D R O“You don't actually believe what that nutjob said, do you?” Roy said, shutting the door behind him as he entered the living room. His tone was incredulous, as if he couldn't believe that I might be taking Louisa seriously. I could tell he was sceptical, and I wasn't sure what to think myself.“I don't know what to believe,” I said, my voice sounding small and unsure. I was still processing the things Louisa had said to me. They were outrageous, but part of me couldn't shake the feeling that there might be some truth to them.What if my father had truly said that? What if, after all these years of being at odds with the Santos family, they've finally reconciled and want to pair me and Louisa together, even though my father had shut me out because of her five years ago?“Do you really think your father did that?” Roy asked as he sat down on the couch next to me, an apron tied around his neck and the scent of cooking oil wafting from his clothes. He looked at me with concern, c

P E D R OOne part of me wanted to put the car in reverse and drive back home, but another part of me was urging me to keep driving to her apartment. My mind was at war with itself, and I couldn't decide what to do. I tightened my grip around the steering wheel and groaned. “What if she denied knowing me again, and accused me of stalking her?!” I shook my head, didn't think she would go to the extent of saying that.The rational part of me knew that this was a bad idea and that I was only going to get my heart broken again. But the other part of me, the more emotional side, just wanted to go to her, even if it meant getting hurt in the end by denying knowing me again.It has been a week and a few days, a good ten days had passed since she ran out of the company after seeing me with Louisa, and she hasn't been coming to the conference meeting either.“Fuck my life!” I hissed and slammed my fist on the steering wheel. If she kept avoiding the meeting, how then will I be able to explain

S E L E N AI stood before the familiar hospital. My heart pounded against my chest as I clutched my purse tightly. I stared intently at the building before me.I hadn't been inside the hospital for three years, and I never imagined I would be back - at least not for Edward. As I stood there, staring at the building, the memories of the last time I was there rushed back to me. I never thought I'd step foot in this city again, and if I did, I imagined it would be to visit the old man at his home, not in the hospital. As I stood there, I couldn't help but feel the irony of the situation.I took a deep breath as I walked through the doors of the hospital. The memories of coming to visit the old man at the hospital, after my shift at the cafe with a basket of his favourite fruits in hand rushed in. I remembered the memories of pushing the old man in his wheelchair flooding my mind, of the times we would sit outside the hospital and enjoy the fresh air. It felt like only yesterday that I

S E L E N A “Are you okay now?” Pedro asked, he placed a palm on my lower back as he walked me out of the elevator.I nodded once, didn't know what reply to give to his question. I didn't know I would break down in tears like that back there, I wasn't expecting it. But watching Edward's body still on the bed with various machines beeping by his side made life flash through my eyes.I couldn't believe the once hyperactive Edward was the one lying motionless on the bed. It broke me to know he had been fighting for his life while I was away. I left when he needed me.“Thank you,” I mumbled, stretching the handkerchief back to Pedro. That was the second time he would be seeing me break down in tears since I returned, and I hate to think of how fragile he must be seeing me.“It’s okay.” he smiled, took the handkerchief from me and squeezed it in his free hand. His eyes not leaving mine and I was forced to make a low grunt.“What now? Is there something on my face?” I glared, and gently sh