Semua Bab Till Divorce Do Us Part: Bab 31 - Bab 40

ALEXA“All this happened?” Noelle jumped up from the bed, astonished.She could barely believe what I just narrated to her, and I understood her shock, because despite our closeness, I decided to keep this part of it from her.“Yes, it did,” I answered sadly.“And you kept it all away from me?” Noelle asked.“I was too ashamed to tell you,” I told Noelle as fresh wave of tears spilled down my cheeks. “You warned me against marrying Mark and playing maid after Ivy dumped him, besides, it was Ivy he chose and not me, but I didn’t listen. I stubbornly went ahead and married a man in his sick bed without his knowledge and took care of him dutifully, but it was because I loved Mark genuinely,” I added.“You have always loved Mark Ronaldo, and he is the wrong man for you, Alexa, but you still should have told me,” Noelle insisted, feeling sorry for me and angry about what I just told her.“I was just too ashamed, especially when he looked into my eyes and denied me, Noelle. It hurt like hel

IVYI had been giddy and elated since Mark asked me to be his date to Alexa’s launch, and I could not contain my excitement.“Hello,” I spoke into the phone as soon as the call connected. “Miss Ivy, it is so good to hear from you,” my stylist answered from the other end of the phone.She was one of the most expensive and stylish female stylists in the entire city, and because of who I was, it was only logical that she became my personal stylist as well. If female celebrities and high class women in Paris were making use of her services, then why shouldn’t I? Besides, since I started to hang out with Mark Ronaldo, even before the accident, it was only reasonable to use stylist such as herself.If Alexa had decided to become a female stylist, she would have failed woefully, because she would never have come any close to my stylist, and that was all the consolation I needed.“Yes, it is,” I said happily. “I need a custom-made dress,” I told her, not wanting to waste too much time over t

ALEXA“Everything is set for your party,” Noelle said, much to my relief.She had selflessly and willingly taken on the job of my personal assistant, making sure that everything was falling into place easily.“Why do I sense that there is a but in that statement?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.I could literally read Noelle’s facial expression even though her lips were not saying the words.“Your dress for the launch,” Noelle answered. “You are fashion enthusiast for men, not women,” Noelle reminded me.“I know that, but what are you trying to say?” I asked.“I am trying to say that you are in no way going to pick out your own outfit for this event,” Noelle said.“But why not?” I asked, confused. “The men who would be coming will be the center of attraction, not me. So who cares if I wear a pair of jean trousers and cotton sweater?” Noelle shook her head at me in disappointment, and I really resisted the urge to laugh at how frustrated and exasperated she was just dealing with me.“Lis

MARK I was working in my study when I heard a subtle knock on the door. I groaned in annoyance, because I really did not like anyone to be interrupting me while I worked.This was another occasion where I missed having Alexa around. When she still lived here, she knew that I hated to be disturbed when working, even though I never mentioned it outright to her, so she often ensured that no one came close to my study. Instead, she mostly handled everything until I was done and out. It wasn’t just this part; the food, routine, coffee, which she knew just how to prepare it according to the way I liked it, and of course, picking out my outfit without being asked. Then, I usually felt like she was overplaying her part, especially for a woman whom I woke up from coma only to discover that she had become my wife.“How the hell did it happen?” I had asked when I was left with just Ivy and her mother before I was moved out of the hospital. “You should have been my wife and not her, so what hap

IVY“Are you insane?! You chose Alexa over me?!” I almost exploded.In fact, I exploded. I took a glance at my mother and she had the look of shock and anger in her facial expression. “I am so sorry, Ivy,” Eva said over the phone.“Damn it, Eva!” I barked at her. “First of all, who the heck is Alexa for you to choose her over me? I have been using your services for years now and you do know who my man, right?” I queried her.“In business, Miss Eva, it is not just about who has been patronizing for long or the kind of man you are with at the moment. Business is competition and profit, Ivy,” Eva said, sounding like a fucking greedy bitch.If she was standing right in front of me, I would have slapped her right across the face for talking to me in such a manner after everything, and worse, for my sworn enemy, Alexa. Well, maybe she knew that I could possibly be violent when enraged and so she had decided to give me this wretched information through the phone.“Really?” I asked, getting