My knees started to shake as I watched the mad man barging into the function hall. He wore a set of crumpled, cotton shirts and black pants on top of white pair of sneakers. He had a fair complexion and good looks, concealed by his disheveled, and untrimmed hair. Except for the crumpled shirt and messy, long hair, the man looked like he came from a prominent family. The brands of his clothes looked expensive, as well as his pair of Gucci Ace leather sneakers. I was familiar with it because of Eric.
"Mr. Sean Mark Grey, you are going to marry this woman while offering your love to someone else?"
"Have someone call the guard!" Sean instructed to particularly no one, but the hospital's security officers came running after a while.
"Mr. Grey, that is not the answer to my question. Why would you offer a whirlwind marriage to this woman when your heart belongs to someone else?"
"Take him away!" Sean ignored him, motioning for the guard to co
Sean told me a while ago that he had cut all his communication with Calla while we were in Hawaii, but how did she found out about our wedding? Sean made it sure that the ceremony had its full privacy that no reporters were allowed. He also warned our guests that we wanted to keep our moment private."She has her ways, Red. She is linked to the president, so she could always use his power and influence to do what she likes.""Why did that man say that you only marry me because of your love for power and wealth?""That's foolishness."I shut my mouth after that. It was Sean who had the wealth, so what that man said was indeed nonsense. I just placed my head in his chest, finding comfort in sniffing his scent. He moved and swayed me around until the music stopped.We were about to go back to our seats, but the lady of the ceremony stopped us."Mr. Sean Grey and Dr. Red, may I ask you to please remain on the dance floor?"Sean shifted hi
I turned my head sideways to look at Eric. He was also staring at them with a creased forehead. "Jealous?" I smirked. Never once in five years did he make me feel he was jealous whenever I danced with his business colleagues. He even asked me for it to maintain good ties with his prospects or business partners. "I am jealous on your behalf. How could Mr. Grey flirt with another woman in from of you?" "Look, who's talking? Weren't you doing the same way back then?" I rolled my eyes in disdain. After all the pain he caused me, how could he judge another man? I may be hurting to see Sean and Calla happy together, but my trust in Sean prevailed. He had proved his love to me countless times, and he was a million times gentler than Eric. "I was honest with you, Red. I never gave false assurances." I chose to keep silent because I saw no good in bringing up the past with him. Sean was just displaying sportsmanship and maybe trying hard to put down th
As if everything fell according to a plan, the music changed before the previous ended. Sean's dance continued without being noticed since the waiters placed another set of desserts on each of the tables."Red, why not go out and wash your face? You don't want Sean to see you crying."I chuckled lightly and nodded. For the first time after our breakup, my mood lightened up with him. I had already seen the gentle side of him, and I thought I had understood him better."You are right.""And because I don't want to see you hurting more from watching them dancing their hearts out.""Ouch!" And a bittersweet grin broke out on my face.Eric chose rather wisely to go back to his seat while I went to the bathroom. Perhaps, he was just avoiding gossip or avoiding Sean's suspicion. I was glad Eric made a move because it was not yet the right time to expose Sean's lies. I got hurt at the thought that it was Sean who first set the rule of open communica
Though Eric succeeded to sow some seeds of doubts regarding Sean's personality, all those just disappeared like bubbles every time I was with my husband. I could never remember any of his flaws because he showered me with utmost care and love. Eric also took his distance from me so I was able to focus on learning my new responsibilities. Dr. Fabella and the rest of the administrative council were so patient with me. And with Sean's full support, I was able to adapt to my new designation faster than I thought I would be. One busy day, Dr. Fabella encouraged me to take a half-day off. Perhaps he knew that I got so drained already. There were lots of meetings and orientations, and it got me dead tired at the end of the day. I went to Laminae to surprise Sean. Ever since we returned from Hawaii, I had not visited the company anymore. I hadn't even met my team as the head of the clinic. "Dr. Red, glad to see you again!" Hazel ran to meet me while I
I remembered that day when Sean looked so disheveled ashe entered my room here in Laminae. When I accepted Sean's offer to lead the team of medical professionals to handle Laminae's clinic for hundreds of workers, he provided me a private room to stay. He could have allocated a bed for me in the doctor's lounge, but he assigned a luxurious spacefor me. I knew at that time that his room was next to mine.I wondered why Sean looked so messy at that time, but when I saw his things in my bedroom, I was emotionally moved. I presumed that Sean was really sincere in inviting me into his life because he decided to share a room with me. He planned everything for both of us. Even the house that I bought from Philip turned out to be a shared complex with him. Now that we are married, he converted the house into a single-detached house even before we returned from Hawaii.This side of him confused me. He made everything possible for us to get closer to each other. I co
I stood frozen by the door after Calla declared her war against me. I watched her enter the door to her office, and I flinched as she slammed it close. I didn't have to let Sean explain why she exited on that door. Aside from the room we shared, and the one that Calla occupied, Sean had another private room in his office, just beside Calla's space.With the way Sean connected our doors in the house, and here in Laminae, I could not keep myself from suspecting that perhaps, on the wall adjacent or parallel to Calla's room, it could also have a door connecting the two rooms from inside. No one would ever suspect that while Sean is inside his office, he could always find time to spend some romantic moments with her.I swallowed hard as the pain crept fully into my heart. It hurt too much that I didn't have the energy to confront him. I walked away and went back to our room, trying to act brave. And since I came here to surprise him with dinner, I set up the table just as
"Doc, I need you in the clinic. Now!" Sean's loud and frightened voice pierced into my ears. I turned my head sideways to look and tell him I didn't need Dr. Mimi. She could treat my signs of mild dehydration but not its cause. However, Sean was white as paper as he stared at me, his eyes as wide as his opened mouth. I just lost the energy to stop him. I panted in exhaustion as my episodes of vomiting drained my strength. Drops of sweat trickled down my temples, and my skin was cold and clammy to my touch. My knees wobbled, and before my vision turned into a complete shade of black, my feet lifted off from the floor. Sean carried me to the clinic. Dr. Mimi personally inserted an IV line in my arm, running a plain Lactated Ringer's solution afterward to replace my fluid and electrolyte loss. I cast her a weak smile without saying anything as I was too tired and emotionally drained to talk. Dr. Mimi did not insist on speaking to me even if she knew that it wasn
We continued our disrupted romance at the clinic. Sean was more gentle this time, and in every inch that his hands and mouth had touched, spoke of his love and care for me. He treated me like fragile porcelain, even as when he slowly entered inside me."Are you sure this won't hurt our baby?" he asked as he moved in and out with care. I knew it must have been so difficult to restrain his urge to pounce harder and faster."Just go ahead. Faster," I whispered, pulling his hips with my two hands. I was so close that I hated his turtle move.Sean chuckled as he gave in, seeing that I was already restless. Yet, as soon as I had my release ahead of him, he pulled out and continued it with his hand. I felt a deep sense ofpity inwatchinghim that I reached out to help until he shivered and rolled his eyes, allowing his sticky fluid to drip into my fingers."Our developing baby is protected by the amniotic fluid in my uterus, as well as by the str