“Carlos, you cheat! You shouldn't have killed my horse!” Cheryl exclaimed in annoyance when Carlos again managed to read the move she had planned for her chess game.This time—correctly, since this morning Carlos had come to the Mansion to keep Cheryl company all day. Her Daddy and Mommy are back in Manhattan because they will travel to Barcelona tonight. Meanwhile, Cheryl decided to stay in Las Vegas before she returned to her busy life at Diamonique.Since a few hours ago, Cheryl and Carlos have tried various kinds of games in this Mansion. Starting from playing bowling, swimming, to golf. Having fun. They are having fun. And Cheryl was very happy because Carlos wanted to take time out of his busy life to be able to spend time with her."Then, should I give up on you?" Carlos laughed softly. He rubbed Cheryl's face in a gentle motion before giving a kiss on the tip of her forehead. "Princess, I will never lose to you," he said with full confidence.Cheryl snorted in annoyance. She s
Cheryl knew her decision to come to the airport at 11:40 in the middle of the night was stupid. Maybe Cheryl would wake up feeling regret tomorrow—perhaps she would curse her decision tonight. However, her mind suddenly stopped working. Empty. She didn't know where to go after asking Carlos for freedom.Only until her wedding day. After that, Cheryl will return to her old self. She will try to understand and always follow whatever Carlos says.Happy life? Yes, of course, it would be a happy life. They'd get married, have a kid or two, then live happily ever after. Oh, maybe not forever. They will fight and blame each other but eventually get back together again.Maybe they just needed some time to calm their minds."Yesterday, someone refused my invitation by saying that she did not want to run away with a poor man." Rafael sneered. He threw a brown food packet containing a burger."No problem, I'll pay for everything. I'm filthy rich, and I still have money,” Cheryl looked around, “W
“Calm down, calm down! You just need to take a breath and then let it out slowly using your lips," Rafael wiped Cheryl’s face using a wet cloth—maybe his jacket, or the shirt he was wearing, then tried to make her sit up straight while leaning against a tree."You know what's in the mud? The amoeba and other single-celled creatures must have burrowed into my skin and reproduced and—”"No," Rafael put a finger to her lips, "they won't get under your skin. You are okay!"“I must die, Rafael! I will surely die soon!” Cheryl was crying, howling with a terrified look.Oh God, she just drowned in a muddy swamp. Her head had entered the water when she struggled to open the car door and followed Rafael, who had come out first to help her swim. Unlike Rafael, who was able to adjust to the muddy swamp conditions, Cheryl immediately screamed hysterically so that Rafael was shocked and accidentally released his hold on her shoulder. Her body was detached from Rafael so she immediately drowned, sh
"You can guarantee that the Alejandro family didn't come here and blow up my ranch house when they found out that their daughter had run off with my granddaughter?" Alfonso Frederich spoke softly while sipping a cup of tea Rafael had made.Cheryl initially stared at the courtyard where Rafael was busy painting a wooden fence, but after hearing a ridiculous question from Rafael's grandfather, she immediately turned her head with a brief smile.Rafael’s grandpa is a fun, silly old man. Cheryl had completely changed her judgment of him because she had always been nice to her in the two days she was at the ranch house. In fact, he often made Cheryl remember her late grandfather who had died. In the past, Cheryl learned to ride a horse with her grandfather. He was also the one who taught Cheryl to play archery and introduced Cheryl to classical music, which made her interested in learning to play the piano."They don't know I'm in Canada." Cheryl shrugged."That's even worse!" He snapped h
"Are you going to slap me if I kiss you?" Cheryl's head was spinning instantly. Empty. Her mind is blank. Her hands were shaking, but her eyes remained fixed on watching Rafael's face which was right in front of her. Near. He was getting closer. Cheryl knew that Rafael's lips would touch hers in less than two seconds, but she didn't move as if she accepted every closeness he had created. Cold. Cheryl shivered with cold when Rafael's lips pressed against hers, kissing her slowly as if he was deliberately waiting for permission from her. Crazy, Cheryl must be crazy when she opened her lips slowly, giving access to Rafael, who was now moving closer. Tasting the taste, crushing her lips in a sweet movement that relaxes her knees. Cheryl would have fallen over if Rafael's hands hadn't been holding her waist. Her body went limp. Her legs couldn't support their own weight. “Cheryl…” Rafael muttered softly in the kiss they did, “you're cute. Very sweet." Cheryl was getting out of contr
The sound of horses' hooves colliding with each other made Cheryl focus more on Rafael who was not far from her."Come on, Rusty!" Cheryl screamed, spurring Rusty to run faster so she could catch up with Rafael.It seems like Rafael wasn't kidding when he said that he grew up in a ranch house and used to ride horses every day.A few minutes before they started the race, Cheryl put forward a condition that was actually quite profitable for her. She wanted Rafael to ride the horse she chose randomly because she didn't know Rusty's performance compared to other horses. Cheryl said that the race would only be fair if Rafael rode the horse of her choice, just as he had done when he asked Cheryl to use Rusty.Even though he seemed to know the purpose behind Cheryl's terms, Rafael finally agreed to her request. Cheryl purposely chose a short-legged horse that looked very unsuited for racing. When he found out which horse Cheryl had chosen, Rafael just smiled and took him out of the stables w
"You want hot dogs?" Rafael asked while pointing at the food truck that was at the end of the road.“Roadside hot dogs? Can you guarantee its cleanliness?” Cheryl squinted, staring at the crowd of people lining up in front of the food truck.“Queen of cleanliness,” Rafael put down the grocery wrap in his hands, and he touched Cheryl's shoulder, making her turn to face him, “I can't guarantee the cleanliness of the food here, but I'm interested in trying it. Would you like to try?"Cheryl rolled her eyes. In all her life, she never thought that she would visit a busy and crowded traditional market. This place is terrible. Hundreds of people walked from side to side, looking for the seller they wanted. Traditional markets sell vegetables, meat, clothing, household appliances, and even fast food."I do not want!" Cheryl crossed her arms over her chest, “food like that isn't guaranteed to be clean. It must also taste awful too.”"Okay, then you just wait here. I want to order the hot dog.
“Make sure you bring lots of warm clothes, Cheryl. The air in the middle of the forest is a bit unpredictable.” Alfonso Frederich gave a blanket to Cheryl, which Cheryl immediately accepted with pleasure."How long are we going to be camping?" Cheryl raised an eyebrow.“Just two days,” Rafael replied.Cheryl turned her head towards Rafael, who was folding the tent together with Beatrice in the yard. Cheryl snorted softly when she saw Beatrice laugh at Rafael's joke. They seemed familiar, not like the relationship between cousins in general. She wondered to herself, is it true that Beatrice is his cousin? Or was he just joking when he introduced Beatrice as his cousin? What if Beatrice is Rafael's future wife?Oh God, has she gone mad?!"How many tents did you bring?" Alfonso went down the stairs leading to the courtyard. The old man looked very excited to go camping in the middle even though he needed a cane to walk inside the house."Two tents." Reply Rafael.“Why only bring two tent