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
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,”
"Bes, what's the result, positive?" She asked while looking at me. I was trembling as I presented the pregnancy test to her. She quickly took the PT in my hand and looked at it. It was breathtaking to see the result. "Oh my god!" I could see the fear in my best friend's eyes. I just closed my eyes and held my face. I didn't expect to get pregnant. How could I tell Travis this? “Trish, what am I going to do? I'm afraid to tell your brother I'm pregnant. He might not believe me! You know our situation, don't you? You know, your brother just married me for his company. And I'm not the one he really loves. I'm nothing to your brother. So how's that? " I couldn't help but cry. I felt Trish hug me. “Bes, stop crying. Let's think of a way, ok? " I stopped crying. I slowly moved away from Trish's embrace and looked up at her. “Did you think about how? Because I haven't. I don't know what to do. Because..Travis was very drunk that night and I'm sure he doesn't remember that I was the one
Aaliyah Eunice's POV “Aah! Manang's pineapple juice is really delicious!” I said happily as I lowered the glass. I hoped Manang had made a lot of it so that I could take some to my room later and have something to drink while thinking about my designs. I put my drinking glass in the sink to wash. I'm used to this routine. I don't rely on our maids when it's like this, especially if I can do it. Manang raised me to know all the housework. Even though my parents are wealthy and we have maids at home, she still taught me for my sake and because I can use it one day. She also said that I need to learn because I am a woman, and it is good for a woman to know about these kinds of things, especially when I get married so that I can take care of my future husband. So, one day, I will cook Travis his favorite foods because he will be my husband! Then I would wash the dishes we ate while he helped me. I will be a good wife when Travis really becomes my husband. “My Go
Everyone is still staring at Travis. Despite the hurtful things he said earlier, I still can't help but worry about him. I, who loved him secretly, was hurt by his words; how much more for him, who was betrayed by his girlfriend? He loves her. The pain must be double or triple. Our attention was diverted when Aunt Kim spoke. “Honey, why did you do that?" "Didn't you see that you hurt your son?” "It's better for him to know the truth, honey, that he's being cheated on by the woman he loves. It's just right that we arrange his marriage with Eunice; we're sure Travis' life will be fine. "She's a kind, beautiful, hardworking, and intelligent woman. The day will come when they'll learn to love each other even more if they live together. "Am I right, Eunice?” I straightened myself up when Uncle Troy turned to me. God, is this real? Am I really getting married to Travis? It feels like it was just earlier when I dreamed of marrying the man I've loved for so long. But al
Eunice's point of view "Bes, are you ready?" They're waiting downstairs. I took a deep breath. This is it, Eunice; face the decision you made. I stood up and gave Trish a weak smile. "I'm ready; let's go." We are now at Aunt Kim's house; mom and dad are also here. They're talking about what happened yesterday and, of course, the wedding they're talking about. Now we will find out about Travis' decision and mine. If we both agree, we'll get married next week, This is according to what Trish told me. She heard Uncle Troy and Aunt Kim talking. Wow, we'll get married so soon; will I really be tied down? Can't I still do what I want? How about my dreams? Will I just be a housewife? I hope that even if we get married, I can still do what I want, especially my dream. When Trish and I got down, we went straight to the dining area, where our parents were waiting. "Oh, they're here already." Take a seat. Honey, where's your son? "He's the only
We stopped at a door near the maid's quarters. What are we doing here? He took something out of his pocket—a key? I suddenly felt nervous! Oh no, don't tell me... Oh geez, Eunice, stop overthinking! But why here? Why is there a room here? Even if we're getting married, I don't want to do that thing! When he opened the door, he pulled me inside and let go of my hand. I closed my eyes tightly in fear. Geez, what are we going to do here? “What are you doing? You look stupid,” he said. Huh? I slowly opened my eyes and saw his face. His brow furrowed. But wait, what did he say? Me, stupid? I was about to retort, but he quickly turned away from me. So rude! But I was amazed when I saw the inside of the room. “Wow!” I exclaimed in amazement as I looked around. There were so many paintings! They were all beautiful. Who could they be? Why are they hidden here? “Come here, Aaliyah!” I was startled by Travis' shout. Why did he have to shout? I was still enjoying what I
“Do you, Travis, take Eunice to be yours? And do you, Eunice, take Travis to be yours? Do you both promise your hearts to be with each other? Will you walk hand in hand wherever life's journey takes you? Will you keep living, learning, loving, and growing together for the rest of your lives?” “I do, I do,” Travis and I both answered. We looked at each other, but I couldn't see any emotion in his eyes. He was just going through the motions of the ceremony. “And now for the rings, Travis. Please place this ring on Eunice and repeat after me,” The judge said. Travis nodded. I looked up at Travis again as he took the ring and repeated what the judge said. “I give you this ring as a symbol of my love and vows, to cherish always and forever.” My heart ached as he said each word without any emotion, and it hurt to think that everything he said was fake. I took the ring and repeated what the judge said, looking directly at Travis as I did so. “I give