". . . WHERE did you inherit a habit like that? Ah, maybe from your parents. Opps. You don't have parents, my bad, you lack care-"
A slapped echoed inside the office. Those who witness it was beyond shock. Madame Madelle was the one who slap Abby.
"Fck." She commented. She smiled and glared at Madame Madelle but Madame Madelle slapped her again. Two consecutive slaps for Abby.
"Have you come to your senses, bitch?" Abby muttered curses before she looked at Madame Madelle again. Not afraid of getting slap again.
"This fcking witch is here." Abby said. "Ahh, where the boss is, the disciple is also there. Wow, what is this, reunion of the desperate--"
'Ahh, this is the third.' Sandra was the one who slap her this time. "Do you know what to call a slap that lands on your face? It's called a slap for a desperate."
"Desperate, my ass. On the two of us, you're the desperate one. Desperate to make Denver fall in love with you no matter how man
DENVER moved his body. He feel stif. He feel his head throobing and his temple is palpitating. The sunlight coming from the outside is dazzling him. He wonders why sunlight can penetrate his thick dark curtain?Then it hits him. 'Shit!' He thought when he saw his bed color white instead of ash gray. He got up and what he first saw is the interior of Sandra's room. He mentally faced palm when he realizes he entered the wrong room last night. 'Shit, this is embarrassing!'He saw no one in the bed with him that it relieves him. 'What the shit. I'm almost cause an incident.' He went out of the room and found nobody. 'Maybe she's already out for work.' Then his head throb. He quickly entered his own room and decided to have a shower. He turned it on Cold and had a bath until he got sober."WE will send it to your email, Mrs. Ybarra. Thank you!" A big fashion line contact her for collab project. She thought that why not? This is what she wants, having the career she wants and making it succ
IT WAS three o'clock in the afternoon when Sandra woke up. She gently rubbed her eyes before getting up. She does her daily routine and leaves her room in her night dress. She was not in the mood to go to work. No, her mind and body were tired. "I have prepared something for you to eat, Ma'am Sandra." Sandra sat down in front of the table and ate quietly while Emma stood behind her."Excuse me, Ma'am Sandra. A postman give a letter for you. It's still trendy, you know, letter and a postman. Aren't everything now is digital?" Sandra stopped eating. "There's what?" She curiously asked. Emma hurriedly left and picked up the letter she had received from the postman this morning. When she returned she handed it to Sandra.She sighed. It is an invitation from Vana West. An international gala. She was not in the mood to send an email as a thank you for the invitation. Sh just poured water into her glass and drank before returning to her ro
Sandra felt sorry for Tina. One day Sandra will wake up when Tina came to Limuel to beg him to come back to her. Everyday, if Sandra disappears from Tina's sight, Tina escapes to go to the place where her ex-husband lives. She would go home rubbing her knee with scars and ask Sandra if it wasn't enough to kneel in front of her husband for him to comeback. Sometimes she would be seen on the side of the road stunned and would say that she was waiting for Limuel. Every day Sandra's heart seemed to break. Tina do not deserve this. Tina is a good woman. She has a good heart. Sandra can't help but to shed a tear. She is on the way to find Tina again. Comsidering that Lantaza City is wide and huge, she is nowhere to be found, sometimes Sandra just wants to lock Tina inside her house but seeing Tina silently looking outside the window really breaks her heart. "What will I do if I lose you, Tina?" She endured scouring the whole town only to find Tina
THE silence of Sandra's seat make her nervous. She is uncomfortably sitting there with Emma on her side. Trembling as he recalls Tina's condition. She vomits a yellow petal, it still has blood attached to it. It's been 3 hours, they do not even know what she is sick of or what caused her to vomit the petal. It was frightening that she did not know the reason."Sir Denver." Suddenly Emma said. Emma stood up and Sandra looked up. She smiled bitterly when she saw how dark his face is. "What are you doing, woman?" She just smiled. "I am waiting." She whispered. Denver not please on what she said just sighed. She knew it won't end that way. She knows her husband to much. Even if they only got married a months ago. How can she not know whats her husband when he is her crush even before? "Why wasting your time waiting for not-so-worthy things?! You're my wife and your job is to serve me! That's all you have to do, you have not done it?! You are so worthless!" Sandra just looked down tryin
"HELLO!" Sandra was surprised when someone approached her. She stopped crying and looked at that someone. "Why are you crying? Why are you alone? Where are your parents? Don't you have a sibling? Why are your clothes dirty? Why don't you have slippers?" She asked her one question after another. Sandra did not respond and she just stare at her. Her trust issue strikes again. Though, she look very charming and warm. She really look cute and calming. "Why are you on the side of the road? Why are you so filthy? Haven't you eaten yet? Why do you have charcoal on your face? Why do you look like that?" Sandra wondered what she would answer here. What if he was also like the children in the orphanage who were kind when there were nuns and brain demons when no one was seeing. "Tina!" A woman approached the girl. She was holding a towel and a water bottle. "What kind of child are you? Where are you going? What if you get lost? Where will I find you?!" "Mom. . ." "Hey, let's go back th
ONE, two, three, several times and unstoppable. The world continues to rotate. Can't see the end. How long will her heartaches will last, how long will her strength last, is there still tomorrow? She has no choice but to be jealous of the couples she sees as happy. Maybe, their time as a married couple has not come yet. MMaybe all she had to do was believe that the time would come when it would be time for them to the both of them. ‘What’s the secret to a good relationship?’ She was staring while watching a television show.“Well, it’s not easy to form a relationship. You can but not how you want too. Your marriage will be good if you choose to have a good marriage. It is your choice. The secret is your oneness.' In her case, she is the only one who likes their relationship. They are married but are still single. She felt that when she thought about the state of her relationship with Denver, she seemed very tired even though she was just sitting and thinking. She also thinks it’s no
SULU was so beautiful that night. Lots of people, lots of tourists, lots of lights, lots of decorations, scattered vendors selling food, souvenir stalls such as t-shirts, porcelain, and so on. Noisy but not deafening. The musicians are different and many enjoy their music. Sandra and Denver stood in the middle of the crowd. They roam their eyes to observe the place. Families, Friends, Couples, this is a nice place to bond. Sandra later dragged Denver to an ice cream stall. "How much is this size of glass?" Sandra asked as she pointed to the medium size disposable glass. "Two Dollars, Lady." The answer is this. "I will buy two, please." Denver looked at his smiling wife. Only now did he notice the beauty of her smile. He think he see his wife smiling just for today. Sandra handed the Ice Cream and handed it to Denver. Her smile still lingered on his lips. "Thank you, Sir." They walked to the bench on the edge of the park. "I never imagine that our first ever date will be sp
DENVER'S temples hurt as he left the building. To his surprise, his friends are waiting for him at the parking lot with Cali. He knew immediately what is their purpose in this situation when they knew he was hot -headed or in bad mood."Denver, my man! How are you?!" He stopped himself to yell at them as he approached them. He is annoyed because they have nothing else to ask other than how much longer will he endure livibg with his wife. He knows that they really do not want Sandra for him since he is not a noble like them. “What is it this time?” Fionna shrugged. She put her arms around his shoulder. Annoyed, he removed Fionna's hand. "You better speak up or I will leave you all here. My head is throbbing and I badly need to rest." They laugh at him and started to tease him. The part he hates the most is when he gets to be with them and will start to teass him. "There, you got married early so you get older early. Look at yourself, you do not look good as before, you do not even