I know that telling the truth to Dahlia is very important especially since we are far from each other. I'm sure she'll just overthink it and get jealous, I'm not even around her to explain everything to her. I don't want to ruin our relationship again, especially since we just fixed everything... I also have to be careful about what I'll say to her. Yes, I'm a little disappointed because we haven't had child. But it doesn't mean that I will repeat my mistakes before. I was so stubborn and cold to her. Maybe I'll just say this when I'm in the Philippines, after all, Emery and I just ate as a friend. Maybe Emery and I won't see each other anymore because she's done with her work to my company. As I've said, last night she can go out here in New York if she wants to. I am currently typing my paper works. There's a lot piled up, especially now that the photoshoot is over. Reports and presentations are the only thing missing. Tomorrow I will be presenting our project to the investors. Aft
Instead of calling Dahlia last night, Travis didn't. With so much thinking and his conscience was eating him up, he couldn't't sleep well. He was looking at his laptop, whether to call Dahlia or not. When he was with Emery his guilt always increases. Damn! It was really wrong for him to cling to that woman. He tried his best to avoid her but his body surrendered "If you didn't feel sorry for her, this might not have happened... See, that woman will always be pestering you," said his mind or conscience. He slapped his face and looked in the mirror. It was 3A M in the morning and his spirit was still wide awake. Wtf. He still has a lot to review for his report tomorrow. Travis took the paperwork and reviewed all of them. He has to make it perfect so that he can finally went home early. He misses his wife and he'll make it up to her. They will start a new life without bitterness and all. His review was interrupted when someone knocked on his door. He was frowning, who's knocking o
When Travis finished fixing Emery's sink, he bid goodbye to her. "I am done fixing your sink, I want to go home now," he said while fixing himself. "No! I mean, stay here please. I should give you a snack." Emery quickly took the dish that Travis thought was carbonara. Wow did she cook again? Emery really knew how to cook already, he was amazed. Emery really changed. Emery handed it to Travis and he took it from her. Travis tasted it and suddenly his eyes widened. "Is it delicious?" she asked. Travis nodded but his wife's cooking was still much better though. Travis just continued eating and ignored her. "Hm. Aren't you and your investors going to celebrate later?" That question made him frown. How did she know it? Emery saw his forehead creased and laughed softly. "Mr. Cruz told me and he invited me there," she continued. "Ah, is that so," he answered boringly. "I am your friend, Travis. Whatever I feel for you, I'm holding it back. I also promised Dahlia that I won't
Travis stretched out on his bed, he held his head because it suddenly throbbed. It hurt so much that he felt dizzy. Eventually it disappeared. Travis was very surprised when he realized that this was not his room and that he was also topless, wearing only a boxers. He felt someone move next to him. He looked and it was Emery. Shit! What happened? He quickly left her room and entered his condo. He washed his hand over his face and pulled his hair. Get a grip, Travis! What did you do last night?? He didn't remembered what happened last night, thinking of it, his head hurt more and more. Oh God! Dahlia will kill me because of this.The only thing he did was to fix his things. He hardly bother putting his things away. He had to go now! He glanced at his laptop and wanted to call Dahlia but he didn't. Travis decided not to tell her that he's going home because he want to surprise her. Travis smiled to himself, maybe that would make her happy. She loves surprises. But despite that, suddenl
After a minute we let go of each other. My face turned serious to him. "Love, I'm really sorry." His smile disappeared and was replaced by surprise. "W-Why? why are you sorry Did you do something wrong?” he asked and began to cry. Oh God! I really love my wife! "No, I just want to say I'm really sorry for all the pain that I've given to you. I didn't mean to be cold and hurt you. My envy and insecurities were so carried away because of my friends. I was only thinking about myself and I didn't think that my husband was hurting. Honestly speaking, I blamed you, but I was wrong. It's not your fault that we haven't had children yet and neither of us are to blame. Maybe it's not really the time yet and we will wait for it. We will wait together when he will grant us what we have long dreamed of and that is to have a child. I love you, Dahlia. And I can't see anything more than you." I saw my wife crying. My heart softened because of what I saw, I immediately wiped it with my two hand
We made the most of our day, we watched movies, cuddle and you already know what's next. We are very tired even though we are at home that's why I just deliver foods to the house. Our parents called us earlier but we ignored them. I told mommy that I will take care of my husband first. It just rang so my husband turned to me. We are currently watching a movie and we are hugging each other under the blanket. Neither of us had a cover. I didn't dress him anymore so I could easily claim him if needed. "Love, answer your phone now. Maybe Mommy will come here. Do you want that?” my husband asked me. I scratched my head, of course Mommy doesn't want to go, it's just a disturbance here. That's why I reached my cellphone in the drawer and answered it. "Hello Mom?" I answered on the line. “Thank God, Travis! Answer. Why did you just answer my call now? What are you doing?" Mommy asked me worriedly. I looked at my husband and he blushed when I grinned at him. "No Mom, just here at home.
We are currently in the living room and talking. Emery's story to my husband is constant about all his experiences in New York, he even shows the picture where he went. I was nervous a while ago because he might show our picture in the Park. We have a picture that he took of a couple in New York. I had no choice so I just sided with him. "Is this my wife?" Emery asked, frowning. I was very nervous. I would like to look into that. "Yes, it was during our last photoshoot." Emery smiled and answered him. "Eh, who else is this with you?" my husband asked him again. "Ah, Mr. That's Cruz. One of your company's investors." I breathed a sigh of relief when I remembered that picture. My staff took a picture of us—me, Emery and Mr. Cruz. Mr. Cruz to Emery and I just have a serious face in the photo. Emery's friend's cellphone was used then. "You seem to be close with Mr. Cruz," my wife said to Emery. "Yes Bes, he was the one who entertained me and he also accompanied me on a sightsee
When I recovered from my surprise, I suddenly became serious. I tasted it first before speaking. "I don't remember anything that happened to us, Emery. I am not the father of the child you are carrying," I told him. "Do we have to repeat what happened to us on your last night in New York?" It raised an eyebrow at me. "It's possible, I'm willing." "Shut the fck up, Emery. I don't remember anything about that night. All I know is that you gave me something to drink and suddenly I got dizzy and passed out. I don't remember banging you!” I shouted at him which made him laugh out loud. "Why are you laughing?" I asked him. "It's funny because it's obvious that it's yours because something happened to us. Who among us was not drunk that night? Aren't I? So I know everything that happened to us, Travis. I have a proof.” He took something from his bag, I looked and it was an envelope. He threw me the envelope and I opened it. There are a lot of pictures of us kissing on the sofa, him