Faith tied her hair in a messy bun and put on a robe, then sat at the edge of the bed. Then she patiently waited for Anthony to finish what he was doing in the bathroom.
She wasn't used to someone pampering her, so she didn't know how to feel about it. She had always been the caretaker, not the other way around.
And she was still mad about Anthony's possessive and jealous attitude earlier. He couldn't even trust his own brother!
That wasn't even the main problem. The problem is that he didn't trust her, but she decided to give him a chance to make it up to her anyway.
Anthony came back to the bedroom and smiled at her. Her heart skipped a beat as she looked into his deep blue eyes, and she forgave him already. Dammit.
He suddenly scooped her off the bed and proceeded to carry her to the bathroom.
"What are you doing? I have legs." Faith threw her head back and laughed.
"Those beautiful legs aren't touching the gro
Anthony watched Faith stiffen. She was still sitting on the bed. He washed his hand and quickly got back to his wife. "Hey, what's the matter? Did I offend you?" he placed his hand on the back of her head and stroked her wet hair. Faith shook her head. "No, I'm okay." "Good, because I'm not done with you yet," Anthony smirked and picked her up in his arms. Faith's cheeks turned red in response and she buried her face in his shoulder. He lay her in bed and removed her towel. Faith's face and neck were flushed red. She still wasn't used to Anthony staring at her naked. "I wasn't going to do anything other than pampering you, but you've fanned the flame now, Faith." He placed his hand between her legs and stroked her. She shivered slightly. So sensitive, this girl. He positioned himself between her legs. He knew he shouldn't be making love to her without protection, but he wanted to feel everything inside her. It was like an addiction. An
Faith couldn't stop thinking about what Phil said earlier. Why did he tell her to watch her back from Anthony? Was he just being vindictive? Faith wondered. But it didn't make much sense. If Phil was the one who did Anthony wrong, then he should be apologetic, not vindictive. Guess he wasn't a nice man. But then again, neither was Anthony some days. He was sweet and kind to her but, at the same time, overbearing and controlling. He gave her everything she wanted and more, but at what cost? She couldn't sit by and wait. She has to ask because she had every right to as his wife. Time to pay her husband a visit, Faith thought to herself. She went to the kitchen and prepared to make him lunch. If she was going to interrogate Anthony, the least she could do was to bring him a nice lunch. She didn't want to seem like she was trying to attack him. She made a sandwich because it was quick and easy and some side salad. Then headed to hi
Anthony watched Faith's reaction as he finally told her about his dark past. Her eyes were dark and her face twisted into a frown. He didn't even tell her everything yet. He didn't know if he should or not."Say something," he said grimly as she wasn't speaking."How...who killed her?" Faith asked.She was trembling slightly. She must be shaken up after hearing his story."Her death was ruled as suicide, but I knew she was murdered. She would never kill herself. She wasn't that kind of person," Anthony said. "Though everyone claimed she did it because I got in the way of her and Phil."Faith cleared her throat. "You don't know if she was murdered. Maybe she did kill herself. What if she was depressed about Phil and...""NO!" Anthony cried out. He braced himself as he saw Faith get startled at his outburst. He quickly softened his tone. "She was murdered. I am sure of it. And I think Phil had something to do with it."Faith gasped. "Yo
Faith had been staring at her half-drawn canvas for twenty minutes but couldn't get any work done. Instead, she kept thinking about Phil, Anthony, and Myra.What kind of woman was she?She must've been beautiful. Way more beautiful than her.Faith shook her head as she was disappointed in herself for thinking those empty thoughts. What did it matter if she was more beautiful than her? The poor woman was dead. And so was her baby.Anthony's baby.Is that why Anthony was so adamant about getting her pregnant? Maybe he wanted to replace the child he lost. Faith wondered what kind of father he would've been.She jolted as she felt a gentle touch on the nape of her neck."Come to bed," Anthony whispered behind her.Faith shivered. His deep and husky voice still gave her goosebumps. Even after all the things she disliked about him, she was still attracted to him to a fault."I...I wanted to finish this first," she said. She di
Phil took out the piece of paper from his box and read it for the 56th time.Each time, it seemed different than the last time. But it was the same letter he read all those years ago. The one that made him hate his brother. His only brother.Phil had gone through hell since that day while Anthony carried on as nothing happened. And people called him the coldest of the brothers.Suicide, what a joke.Phil knew Anthony hated her because she chose him over Anthony. That wasn't what he wanted. He liked Myra, but he never intended to destroy Anthony's marriage. He was young and still learning about love. Anthony had always craved love, and Phil didn't want to ruin his illusion.This was why he told Myra that they should stop seeing each other, but she wouldn't listen to him no matter what. Instead, she wanted to leave Anthony right away and run away with him."Run? Are you crazy?" Phil laughed when she suggested it."I am serious, Phil. An
"What's the matter?"Faith almost jumped when she heard Anthony's voice.Three hours had passed, and Anthony was home from work, but she couldn't stop thinking about the letter. Finally, she decided to take it back out so she could show it to him and get some answers."You look worried. Did something happen?" he asked."Anthony, I need to talk to you about something," Faith said."Uh oh, am I in trouble again?" Anthony smirked.Faith didn't smile. She didn't know where to begin. She knew he'd be angry once he found out that she had been talking to Phil and he had given her the letter from Myra, but Faith knew she had to confront him."Maybe we should sit down," Faith said, sighing.Anthony stopped smiling as he realized something was wrong. "Alright, what's this about?""I read the letter." Faith's voice was barely audible.He furrowed his brows. "Letter? What are you talking about?""Phil showed me the let
"Do you trust me now?" Anthony asked after the result was out. He had passed the lie detector test.Faith looked down and nodded. She always believed in him and didn't want to accuse him of anything, but she felt this matter was too serious to ignore.Anthony moved forward and nuzzled against her neck. "If there's anything else you want me to do, I'll do it in a heartbeat. Just don't leave my side."Faith didn't say anything. She was starting to feel guilty for doubting him and questioning his intentions."So the results came out negative, huh? You think that makes you innocent?"She was startled to hear Phil's voice. How long has he been watching them?"I think you've overstayed your welcome, Phillip. Why don't you pack your bags and leave us? Thanks for visiting," Anthony said curtly. Faith felt his hand squeezing hers. He was getting angry again."I'll leave but not before I get what I need. She is naïve enough to fall for you
Anthony stared at her without blinking. It was as if the shock of Faith's big news stunned him and he didn't know what to do with himself. His eyes turned wide then they lit up with joy. "Oh, sweetheart!" Arms fell around Faith, and a scent of aftershave wafted over her instantly, tearing up her eyes. Anthony's sudden embrace was warm, yet there was no removing that suspicious churning in the pit of her belly. She wanted a child, but the thought of raising a little life with a man she didn't fully trust gave wake to a horrid headache. They were married, yet there was no ignoring the burning question within her mind: how could she ever trust such a controlling man with her child?