If you were Aziel, will you tell your parents about your situation? Or deal with it on your own?
I woke up early the morning on the day before my wedding, feeling restless and anxious. I tossed and turned in bed for a few minutes before finally getting up and deciding to go for a jog to clear my head.I quickly changed into my running clothes, put my headphone on while playing an upbeat song and headed out into the cool morning air at the park three blocks away from my apartment.I pounded the pavement with each step, trying to clear my mind as I jogged through the park."I couldn't believe that I am getting married tomorrow, especially to a woman I had once loathed," I sighed as I trudged with an overwhelming mix emotion about my situation.As I ran, memories of the night he had slept with Laia flooded back to me. I can still vividly recall her soft and luscious lips, her cool and refreshing scent that still lingers on my mind along with her soft moans that excited and peaked my desire to eat her whole that night without thinking too much about the consequence.I started asking
I arrived at the chapel early with Mr. Adler, clutching a bouquet of beautiful flowers that I had purchased for Laia. Feeling nervous and unsure about my decision to marry Laia. I am still not sure if I am ready for this kind of commitment.As I entered the chapel, I saw Mr. Adler stopped walking with me and stood by the door. I approached him and handed over the bouquet of flowers I had bought for Laia."Could you please give these to Laia?" I nervously asked Mr. Adler, my voice shaking slightly in nervousness as I looked at all the men surrounding me. "I want to apologize for the way things happened before and I want to surprise her before the wedding."Mr. Adler smiled genuinely and nodded, taking the bouquet from my hands. "I'll make sure she gets them," he said. I watched as Mr. Adler walked away and disappeared into the chapel. I took a deep breath and tried to calm his nerves as he approached Mr. Dominique, who was standing in front of the altar beside the officiant with a wea
The villa that Laia's father had prepared for us was a beautiful, secluded property with stunning views of the ocean. As we arrived, Mr. Adler reminded us of the importance of our union and left us alone.As we settled into the villa with the help of the people arranged by Laia's father, we found ourselves feeling awkward and unsure of how to interact with one another. We had spent the past month apart, and our one night stand seemed like a distant memory.The butler and the head maid lead us to the room on the second floor that we would be sharing from today onwards. I was staring at Laia's face the whole time that I didn't even remember the name or the faces of the servants because she was so silent and it was making me extremely uncomfortable for some reason.I stopped by the door looking at a huge master bedroom with a huge window that could oversee the ocean in the distance. There was also a king-size bed on the left near the window and a huge bathroom on the right. The wardrobe
I felt like I was on a roller coaster ride just a few hours after our wedding. We still haven't had a good conversation because of Laia's condition. I don't even know the extent of her condition because she refused to see a doctor.“Try to take a nap. I'll wake you up when lunch is ready,” I suggested after she finished drinking the soup prepared by the maids.She nodded obediently and pushed the tray with the bowl towards me, so I took it away from her and placed it neatly on the table near the bed. Then, I helped her lay down on the bed properly before sitting back down beside her, stroking her hair to sleep.I may not know much about taking care of sick people, but I know how to lull someone to sleep because I used to take care of Sienna when we were young and my parents were busy with their respective jobs. Laia kept her eyes shut, hugging my waist tightly in pain. I wanted to help her, but I don't know what to do. I don't even know what exactly was happening to her.We were rival
Am I ready for this new chapter of my life? I still don't know if I am ready and I didn't plan to marry in the first place. My wife is pregnant and I wasn't even sure if the child was mine. Even though there's a high chance that the baby is mine, I still couldn't shake my doubt because of how she answered me vaguely.I was sure I was her first, that's why I felt a bit relieved when I learned that the daughter that Mr. Dominique was talking about was Laia and not another girl. Even though I have my regrets, I need to be responsible for the consequences of my actions. I need to be a man, at least for Laia and the baby.As planned, I accompanied Laia on her checkup."I'll drive the car. We don't need a chauffeur," I said."You know how to drive?" Laia asked, raising one of her eyebrows."Of course, I can! I have a license! I also use the company car every time we need to do a site visit for some projects," I explained."Then why didn't you have a car?" she asked."I... It's because I don
I nervously pushed Laia's wheelchair in her OB's office. The Nurses welcomed us politely while confirming our identity. Laia seemed to be familiar with them too."Welcome back Ms. Dominique! Oh! Who do we have here?!" one of the nurses greeted as she took over Laia's wheelchair leading her to another table."Are you her husband?" another nurse asked.I nodded, so she gave me the forms that needed to be filled in as the other nurse took Laia's vitals."Are you recently married?!" the nurse asked as soon as I gave back the papers."Yes. Since yesterday," I answered while observing Laia's awkward reaction.She seemed unsettled by the nurses' reactions."Wow! Congratulations!" the nurses gasped warmly. "Please wait in the waiting area. Dr. Santos will talk to your wife first."I nodded, smiling as I walked towards the waiting area. I felt nervous, but I suddenly felt the urge to play a mobile game while waiting for my name to be called. I placed my phone on "do not disturb" mode so that no
I was stunned upon remembering that I haven't explained to my parents about our situation yet. I suddenly felt nervous and pressured.She's right.How should I explain to them about our situation?My parents are strict with regards to traditions. They might think I'm being full of myself for marrying without their consent and without their presence at our wedding. I'd definitely get scolded big time."I... I'll tell them about the child and our marriage without telling them about your father," I replied hesitantly.She nodded silently and stood up with the bowl in her hand while looking at the sink in the kitchen. I grabbed her arm and pushed her back to her seat while taking the bowl and spoon away from her.“Just sit down. Don't do anything. I'll bring you your meds,” I said.She obediently stayed in her seat, looking at her phone as if waiting for a message or a call. I hurriedly gave her the pills that were scheduled for lunch and washed the dishes.After cleaning up and helping La
My father regained consciousness as soon as the doctor announced that his condition became stable. It was such a surprise since my father never had any health problems for a long time. The doctor made him undergo a series of tests to make sure there were no underlying causes for his sudden fainting. After the tests it was concluded that he fainted due to the bottled up stress that my father couldn't express, causing it to physically manifest in his body. My mother kept on crying and nagging at my father because he never really showed any weakness in front of her even when I was still young. He never showed us even if he wasn't feeling well or whenever he was hurt. He may just show either his cold, composed or assertive reaction, but he never lashed out. I never saw him cry and never vented his anger despite knowing he did feel angry and furious at times. The last person he was talking to was my cousin. I talked to him over the phone after I finished processing the paperwork for the h