“Damn it! How many times do I have to tell you, Aaliyah, Don't ever touch my things! Can't you understand?” Eunice just closed her eyes as her husband shouted at her again.
“Sorry, it was just messy, so I cleaned it up.” Travis raised his eyebrow and looked at his wife.
“Even if it's messy or not, when I say don't touch it, don't touch it! Is that hard to understand, Aaliyah? You're not stupid, right? Damn it! Just get out of my room! You're irritating me! Get out while I'm still holding back my anger, or else I might do something to hurt you!” Eunice went out of the room crying.
Two months have passed, and this happens to them every day. During the first two weeks, Travis was still sweet because their parents were still around. However, when they left and needed to go back to America, her life became a living hell. Eunice had been enduring it for two months already. Despite how Travis was treating her, she still fulfilled her duties as his wife. Her best friend, Trish, was taken away by her parents to avoid disturbing the newlyweds. So she has no allies.
Travis became hot-headed every day, and for him, Eunice could do nothing right. His true colors were showing.
Since it was only the two of them in the mansion, Travis always talked about Mayell. He always looked at his phone and contacted the woman. He didn't care if Eunice was in front of him. Sometimes, when he was angry and noticed Eunice looking at him, he would shout at her.
Eunice was in so much pain. Sometimes, when she couldn't take the pain, she locked herself in the guest room and cried. She never thought that Travis was like this, and he still couldn't accept that Mayell had someone else. Even though the woman already had a boyfriend, he still contacted her. Sometimes he comes home drunk and mistakes his wife for Mayell.
Travis did not realize the difficulty and understanding that Eunice had for him. He did not see her effort. For him, he only married her for their company and for their parents' wishes.
Eunice went to the guest room and locked herself in. She would only come out later, when her husband had left.
While wiping her tears, she looked at her phone when it vibrated. Her eyes lit up when she saw who was calling. It was Trish!
Eunice quickly answered the call.
“T-Trish!” She couldn't help but cry again. She only tells her friend everything. Even though her friend is far away, she still tells her what's happening between her and Travis. Trish knows the truth, so Eunice can't keep it a secret from her.
“Oh gosh! Are you crying again, Bes? What happened? What did my brother do to you again?” Her friend asked worriedly.
“Your brother is mad at me again. He shouted at me just because I cleaned up his scattered clothes. He's so shallow, Bes! "He's really shallow!” Eunice was sobbing. She was really hurt, but what could she do? She entered this situation and agreed to their parents' wishes.
“Ghad! What's happening to my brother? Is he going crazy? Why can't he treat you nicely? He wasn't like this before!” Trish said angrily. If she could fly from America to the Philippines just to reach her friend, she would have done it. She really feels sorry for what her brother is doing.
“I don't know, Trish. I'm doing everything for him, and I'm enduring it because I love him. I understand everything, even his obsession with Mayell, even though it's really painful for me. I know he doesn't love me, but I hope he can at least treat me properly because I do everything I should as his wife, but he sometimes still treats me badly! I don't know where I stand.”
Trish doesn't know what to do. She wants to call her brother, but she's afraid that Eunice might get hurt and be accused.
“Shh, don't cry. I'm coming home. I'm coming home. I'll tell Mom that I need to go home. You need someone to be with you! I need to watch over you. I'm sorry if this is happening to you; my brother is a big jerk. He's with the right person, but he still chooses to cheat.” Eunice sobbed harder. Trish is the only one who's on her side.
“I'll wait for you, Bes. I'll hang up now. Maybe your brother will knock suddenly.”
“Okay, bes, if only I could tell Mom about this, but I don't want it to get worse. bye, Bes! Don't cry, okay? I'm coming home. I love you, best friend!” Eunice forced a smile.
“I love you too. I hang up now.”
“Okay, bye!”
Eunice sadly put down her phone and peeked out the window to check if her husband was still there. And there it came out of their house, got in his car, and drove away.
She breathed a sigh of relief when he was gone. She was alone in the mansion again. They don't have a housekeeper because Travis moved them to another mansion.
Eunice didn't know why Travis treated her that way. She hadn't done anything wrong, but he was always angry or irritated with her.
She decided to clean the living room, cook, and go grocery shopping because they had no more supplies in the refrigerator.
*******
Eunice is walking towards the supermarket, busy rummaging through her bag. She is searching for the list she made earlier. As she is focused on her bag, she accidentally bumps into someone.
“Oh! Sorry! Sorry, sir!” she exclaims. The man was drinking a frappe, which spilled on his clothes.
“It's okay, miss,” the man calmly responds while wiping his hand, which was also splattered with the drink. From the appearance of his clothes, it's clear they are expensive.
“Oh no, your clothes are dirty! I'm so sorry. Let me replace them,” Eunice says apologetically. The man smiles at her.
“It's okay. I have a t-shirt in my car that I can change into.” Despite feeling guilty and embarrassed, Eunice insists,
“No, no. I'll buy you a new one. Where did you buy that t-shirt?” The man chuckles, “I bought it in Paris, miss. There's nothing like this in the Philippines. Don't worry, it's fine.” Eunice feels even more ashamed:
It was bought in Paris. Why didn't I look where I was going? Now I've made a mess of his expensive clothes! Eunice said in her mind
“But I can't bear the thought of not paying for or replacing it, especially since it looks expensive because you bought it in Paris and I just spilled frappe on it,” Eunice explains.
“Hahaha, it's really okay, miss. Besides, it looks like you still need to do some groceries,” the man says while looking at the supermarket. “Go ahead, it's fine. Don't worry,” he smiles.
Not wanting to give up, Eunice suddenly thinks of a solution. She smiles widely at the man. “I have an idea! You said you have a shirt in your car, right? Why don't you change into that? I'll take your dirty clothes, wash it at home, and return it to you.” The man laughs and nods,
“You really don't give up, miss. You're something else. Okay, let's go to the parking lot so I can give you my clothes.” Eunice smiles in triumph. She really feels embarrassed about what she did to the man, but he seems like a good person, and she feels comfortable around him.
*******
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
AaliyahEvent Day As early as noon, Trish and I were already at the company to check the auditorium if everything was in order and nothing was missed. Trish was assigned to check everything, including the catering. Travis trusted her to make sure everything was okay. Meanwhile, I was busy with the dresses that the models were going to wear. The makeup artists arrived early and set up their equipment. They arranged their makeup on the vanity mirrors in the dressing room. The models should start getting ready at exactly three o'clock.. We told them to come early and not be late. Everyone was busy with their assigned tasks. I was just finishing up my work, So that when it's my turn to get make up, everything would be settled and there would be no more problems. At 2 pm, other models started to arrive, including my daughter who was super excited.“Sweetie, you're early. Where are your friends? Aren't they with you?” I asked her sweetly as she moved away from my embrace.
Trish and I continued to fix the dresses. We're bringing them down to the first floor, where the models' dressing room will be. Good thing my headache cooperated and went away before noon. Now I'm observing the people setting up the Auditorium. They're arranging the tables, chairs, and lights. I was in that state when I felt hands creeping around my waist. I smiled because just from the scent alone, I already knew who it was - my husband. No one else would give me a back hug like that. “How are you feeling, Wife? I bumped into Trisha, she told me you had a headache earlier. Are you okay now?” He asked affectionately but with a hint of concern. I was surprised by what he said. Trish can be really talkative sometimes. She even told her brother. But that's just how she is. When it comes to serious matters, I can always count on my friend. “I'm okay now, Hubby. I already took some medicine,” I replied while still watching the people fixing the lights. “Are you sure? Why
Aaliyah I was sitting on my swivel chair with my eyes closed, feeling sleepy and having a headache because I didn't sleep well. I'm disturbed by the person I saw in front of our house last night. I can't get it out of my mind. It's really scary that someone was watching us. But it's strange because the subdivision has strict management and only well-known people live there. Prominent individuals. The person standing in front of the house was wearing a jacket and a hat, so I couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman. And the question is, what is he/she doing at this time of night in front of our house, wearing that kind of outfit? Even though I didn't see his/her face, I'm sure he/she was looking at me, at our room with Travis. Because of what happened, I couldn't sleep well and now I have a headache when I have so many things to do. I went to work early today because I still have to prepare the clothes that the models will wear tomorrow. We're getting ready for four outfit chan