FASTFORWARD
I was tired when I got out of Travis's car; I didn't expect that it would be nightfall already. mom and Mommy Kim talked a lot, and they even had a drink. Well, Trish and I just had wine, while our parents and Travis had hard drinks.
I looked down and saw Trish getting out of the other car. She walked towards me.
“Congratulations again, Bes! I'll go ahead, okay? I'm really tired. Good night! Love you, mhuaaa!” After giving me a kiss, she walked into the house. My parents were already inside, and they said they were going to rest because they were going to the company the next day.
I also walked inside and checked on Travis. He was talking to his parents.
I shrugged and went straight to the kitchen; I was thirsty. Actually, I went to the kitchen because I didn't know where I was supposed to go. It was our first night as a married couple, and I didn't want to just barge into his room. So, I stayed in the kitchen and waited for him to finish talking to his parents. When he was already in his room, I would knock. I just didn't want to go first, as he might think something was up.
I grabbed a glass and opened the refrigerator. I poured some water and drank it. After drinking, I washed the glass and placed it in the cupboard.
I was wiping my hands when someone suddenly spoke. I was startled and turned around! My God! I quickly looked to where Travis was. He was standing in front of the door, looking at me.
“What are you doing here? Why didn't you go up to the room?” he asked seriously.
“I just drank some water and waited for you. I didn't want to go straight to your room,” I replied.
“Tsk! Let's go; I'm sleepy.” He was very serious. I just followed him.
When we entered his room, Travis went straight to his closet and got something. He turned to me and spoke.
“I'm just going to take a shower. If you want to take a shower, your things are in the other closet. Mommy has put your things there.” I just nodded. He then entered the bathroom, and I went to the closet he was talking about. I opened it and was amazed by the number of clothes.
“Wow! My things are complete here, and all of them are new! Mommy Kim is really something. That's why she told me not to bring my clothes from home,” I said, smiling and shaking my head while getting my clothes.
After preparing my pajamas, I sat on the edge of the bed and looked around Travis's room.
It was so clean, with gray walls, black bedsheets and comforter, a big TV, a veranda, paintings, and a small refrigerator? I stood up to check the refrigerator. Whoa, was Travis always hungry that he has a refrigerator here? I bent down and opened the refrigerator. OMG! There were a lot of chocolates, beer, water, and... Chuckie!? Seriously? Travis drank this? But OMG! OMG! This is my favorite! I was about to get one.
“Hey!” I was surprised when Travis shouted. I looked at him and hurriedly walked towards me, his eyebrows furrowed. He pushed me and closed the refrigerator.
“Who told you to touch my things!?” God! He was angry!
“Ah, sorry, sorry! I didn't mean to. I was just curious about what's inside your fridge,” I said, bowing my head. God, he's scary when he's angry.
“From now on, don't touch my things! Understand!?” he exclaimed.
“Yes, I'm sorry!” I turned around and quickly grabbed my clothes, heading straight to the bathroom. When I closed the door, I leaned on it, trembling with fear. Gosh, what is he so angry about? I only looked inside his fridge! Fine, from now on, I won't touch his things!
I began to clean myself up in the bathroom.
When I came out, I saw Travis leaning against the headboard of the bed, facing his laptop. He said he was feeling sleepy, so why is he still awake?
My eyes drifted to the side of the bed where there was a foam mattress, pillow, and comforter laid out.
Travis glanced at me briefly before returning his attention to his laptop.
“Go to sleep, Aaliyah. You sleep on that foam mattress." He pointed the mattress on the floor.
My eyes widened at what he said. Didn't he say he would sleep on the floor, and I would sleep on the bed? He said that when we talked secretly?
He stopped what he was doing and looked at me. “I changed my mind. Why should I sleep on the floor? This is my bed, my room, so I should sleep here, and you're just sleeping over. Come on, go to sleep. You're disturbing me, I have work to do.” He returned to what he was doing, ignoring my presence.
I just let out a sigh and approached my bed. It's not a problem for me to sleep on the floor, but I wish he hadn't said that I would sleep on the bed and he would sleep on the floor when I'm staying in his room. I thought he had a little bit of kindness left in him, but I was wrong.
I just covered myself with the comforter. Is this what my life will be like? It's our first night as a married couple, but so much has already happened! How will it be in the future? In a day, Mommy Kim and her husband will go to Paris for a business meeting. That means I'll still be sleeping in his room with this setup, and I have to pretend to be sweet to him when Mommy Kim is around. I hope I can handle it.
He didn't even bother to be a gentleman and let the woman sleep on the bed. It's irritating! Yes, I know he didn't want this marriage, and he was just forced into it, but I hope he can still respect me and treat me properly. After all, I'm still a woman, and I have feelings.
I didn't realize that tears had already started to fall down in my cheeks.
It hurts again…
Is this the effect of his separation from Mayell? It's like he doesn't have a heart anymore. He's so cold, and he doesn't care about other people's feelings.
He's hurting me…
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Travis “What's bothering me, Hubby, is who he is. Why was he looking at me? Or let's say, at the house? It's suspicious because people don't just enter this place without living here.” As I listened to my wife, I could hear the fear in her voice as she recounted the story. I turned my gaze back to the gate outside. She's right, you don't just enter this subdivision; security is tight. It is suspicious. Or maybe he has strong connections, so he got in easily. When money is involved, people change. They follow orders easily. I wondered if the person Aaliyah saw and the one who sent me the dead bird were the same. Tsk. It's not impossible... this has started, and he targeted my wife first. “Does Trish know this?”I asked before gently pulling her closer to put my arm around her shoulders. I noticed her rubbing her arm, a sign that she was uncomfortable. “Yes, I told her. I couldn't settle down that night; I couldn't sleep well because of the fear, Hubby. I wanted to tell yo
Travis What the heck is this? Who sent me this kind of sh*t?! My forehead furrowed as I saw a piece of paper inside the box. Slowly, I came over and took it. Something was written, so I read it. 'Congratulations on the merger of Dela Cerna Corp and TDC clothing line, as well as the fashion show. You look very happy and contented, Dela Cerna, but bad news – gradually, your happy days will end soon. Good luck! Ps: I hope you like my little gift to you, Dela Cerna. See you soon...' D*mn it! Who is this? I clenched my fist with the paper. Then I threw it back in the box. Angrily, I went to my swivel chair and faced the intercom to call my secretary. “Santos, come here, now!” I slammed my hand on the intercom, then leaned back on my swivel chair, massaging my temples. The door opened. “Yes, sir? What do you need--Holy sh*t!” Santos paused, unable to believe what he saw – a dead bird on the floor. He looked at me with concern before fully entering. “Lock the door,”
Aaliyah I was busy designing Mr. Tan's tuxedo when the door opened. I didn't bother to look up. “Mam Aaliyah?” It's Jam, my secretary; she was the one who entered. “Yes? Do you need something, Jam?” I answer without looking at her. My attention was still focused on what I'm doing. “This is the copy of the contract signed by the models that you requested,” she politely said. I nod and gesture for her to just place them on the side of my table. She quietly follows my instruction. “Thank you, Jam,” I express my gratitude after she's done. “Welcome, Mam. Do you need anything else? Would you like coffee or juice?” she asks again. “No, not for now. I'll ask for juice later when I finish what I'm working on. You can go out; I'll call you when I send for the juice. Thank you,” I reply, my gaze still on the sketch pad. “Okay, Mam. I'll leave now,” she nods and exits. Suddenly, I remember something I need to ask Jam. When I look up, she's near the door, so I quickly
I was surprised when all the models greeted me with applause backstage. They were happily clapping. “You were amazing, Tita Aaliyah!” “We watched you on the screen here; you were absolutely fantastic.” “Congrats, Mom! You were still amazing!” “You're truly legendary, Mam Aaliyah!” “You looked so sexy walking earlier, Mam Aaliyah. Your presence was captivating.” “You're really different on stage, Mam Aaliyah. You carried yourself so well.” “Yes, especially when Mam Aaliyah winked at Sir Travis!” “Yeah, it was so romantic! You and Sir are a perfect match!” I suddenly felt embarrassed by the comments from the adult models. Gosh, they saw that. But it's heartwarming that they're all here to congratulate me. They really waited for me to finish. “Thank you, thank you! You really surprised me. You were all amazing earlier. Remember what I said, okay? Don't rush back to the backstage immediately after our final walk. I have an announcement, okay?” They
It still feels different when someone admits to you that they idolize you. I didn't expect it to be like this. And it's evident from her that she idolizes me because she even knew about my past role as Alice Mendez. It seems like she noticed and read my thoughts. She chuckled modestly while holding one of my hands. “It may not be obvious, but I'm your fan, Miss Aaliyah. I'm glad to finally see you. I tried several times to meet you, but it never matched my schedule,” she explained with a smile that made her even more beautiful, if I'm not mistaken. Trishana mentioned to me that Vivien is one of her admired models. She'll surely be delighted when she finds out she's here. “She's telling the truth, Mrs. Dela Cerna. She really insisted on coming with me. We almost had a disagreement at first because I didn't want to bring her,” Mr. Montenegro said with a smile before turning to his wife. “If you didn't bring me today, I would have ignored you for a week, and you wouldn't be
Before we could reach our husband, there were many visitors who blocked our way to greet us, exchange pleasantries, and take pictures. Trisha was even subtly pinching my arm, eager to approach her husband. But what could we do? We couldn't just leave the guests. That's why we went outside to help Travis talk to the guests. However, we weren't able to join them.When a waiter passed by, she even got wine, taking two and giving me one. Tsk, she forgot that I wasn't going to drink even if it's just a little. I'm going to walk on the stage later. But it's okay, I won't finish it. I might enjoy it later.If the husband hadn't called the woman we were talking to, she wouldn't have left. “Finally, I thought we wouldn't be able to leave. Come on! Walk faster so we can get to our husbands.” She pulled me, disregarding our appearance and posture. We were getting close when Travis noticed me. His serious face earlier slowly brightened when he saw me. A beautiful smile appeared on his