All Chapters of Love Amidst Deceit: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Andrew’s POVNapagdesisyunan kong maglaan ng oras kasama ang mommy ko. Ang dami kong tanong. Labing-dalawang taon ko siyang inisip na patay na, na hindi ko na siya muling makikita. Tinanong ko siya kung ano ang nangyari sa mga taon na iyon, bakit hindi niya ako sinubukang hanapin at kausapin."Maniwala ka, Andrew, walang araw na hindi kita naiisip. Pero sa kabila ng lahat, iniisip ko pa rin ang kapakanan mo. Natakot ako sa kung anong kayang gawin ng tatay mo. Hindi niya tayo papayagang magka-buhay ng tahimik, at ayokong madamay ka o masaktan ka niya. Kung nasa poder ka niya, sigurado akong wala siyang hindi kayang gawin para protektahan ka. Ni minsan hindi ka niya inilabas sa publiko, at iniisip ko na baka mas makakabuti iyon para sa iyo,” paliwanag ni mommy, patuloy ang pag-agos ng luha sa kanyang mga mata.“Anong nag udyok sa iyon para lumbas at tumestigo laban kay dad?” Tanong ko sa kaniya.“Si Selena.” Napakunot ang noo ko.“Kilala mo si Selena?” Tanong ko sa kaniya.“Napakabait n

Amanda’s POVPagkatapos kong pakalmahin ang sarili ko, lumabas na ako ng kwarto upang tumulong sa mga gawain, lalo na’t marami ang lulutuin na inorder ng mga guest. I’d be seeing Andrew here at the resort, along with the other guests he brought along—a group of twenty people. Ate Miranda mentioned that Andrew had shared he’d be hosting a one-week art workshop here with his students. I could hardly believe how far his talent had taken him. It felt surreal to think of the man he had become, and I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of pride for him. I knew how deeply he loved art, and seeing his success, I could feel that every step he took toward his dreams was driven by that unwavering passion. It was as if all the struggles and sacrifices had led him to this point, and I couldn’t help but marvel at his journey.Maybe seeing him for a week wouldn’t be so bad after all. I’d endure his presence, and once it’s over, I could return to my normal life—the life I’ve carefully rebuil

Andrew’s POVI can’t put into words the whirlwind of emotions I felt when I saw Amanda again. When she disappeared, it felt like I had spent an eternity searching for her, the weight of each passing day dragging me further into frustration and longing. Despite everything I poured into finding her, not one of the investigators I hired managed to track her down. Slowly, I had to accept that she was gone, forcing myself to bury the hope that I’d ever see her again. But now, here she was—in Siquijor, of all places. The joy that surged through me when I saw her again was almost overwhelming, a feeling I wasn’t ready for, a joy I never imagined I would experience again. Seeing her brought back so many emotions—so many memories—that I thought I had buried deep inside.When we finally spoke by the seashore, my eyes immediately searched for her hand. I needed to know—was she married? Had she moved on with the life I thought she was meant to have? But when I didn’t see a wedding ring, a strange

Amanda’s POV"Saan kayo galing ni Sir Andrew kahapon? Niyaya ka ba niya makipag-date?" Maria asked curiously the next morning as we were in the laundry area."Oo nga, nakita ko kayo kagabi. Naka-angkas ka sa motor sa likod niya. Mukhang type ka ni Sir Andrew. Napapansin ko nga na panay ang pagsulyap niya sa'yo," dagdag pa ni Ate Miranda, na ikinakunot ng noo ko."Huh? Akala ko ikaw ang nag-sabi sa kanya na samahan ko siya?” I asked, a bit taken aback."Wala akong sinabing ganon," sagot ni Ate Miranda, tumango. "Ang sinabi ko lang sa kanya ay maaari niyang gamitin ang motor para maglibot sa isla.""OMG, so type ka nga ni Sir Andrew, mare! Niyaya ka pang mag-stroll sa isla. Grabe, swerte mo girl!" sigaw ni Maria, na parang tumitili pa.I couldn’t help but shake my head absentmindedly. It seemed like Andrew tricked me yesterday. But why would he do that? Why would he lie and say it was Ate Miranda who suggested I go with him? Did he really want me to be with him? Does he still have feeli

Amanda’s POVThat evening, Andrew became preoccupied with the woman he was with. He didn't join his students for dinner, instead staying with her. They ate together, talking seriously, and I could see them from a distance. I was sitting in one of the lounge chairs by the pool area, feeling a strange mix of emotions as I watched them.Meanwhile, his students were in the function room, busy with indoor games after their meal, but Andrew seemed completely absorbed in his own world with the woman. It was as if he had forgotten about everything else, and it stung to see him so focused on her while I sat there, lost in my own thoughts.I don’t know what it was, but seeing him with someone else made me restless the entire night. I spent hours just staring at the ceiling, my mind racing with thoughts I couldn’t quiet. It wasn’t until around 4 a.m. that I finally fell asleep, and when I woke up, it was already 7 a.m. The lack of sleep left me exhausted, but my mind kept replaying everything I