Chapter 4

Breaking news: The Balmorris and Montreal family broke the long-time partnership they had for ages, wedding of the century no more?!

I hated this kind of headline, no matter the year. Ever since the moment that the media has captured us, I have been in the center of it. What more, our family is affected by this so much that the stocks-- and the Montreal family pulling out their supplies took a toll on our business. Moreover, my image has worsened and there are several investors who do not want to get involved in our family.

That is why I am here in front of the coffee shop with Mikhael. I need to help my father--- I need to save the company because there are thousands of people depending on us. It has been a week.

I secluded myself in my condo, crying nonstop and not being able to be myself because of what happened. And here he is sitting in front of me with an uptight expression-- like what happened between us is a joke.

"What do you want?" I asked him with an irritated face. He looked at me with a sad expression and almost tears in his eyes. I clenched my fist. He clasped his fingers in front of him and looked at me.

"You finally talk to me," he said and looked me straight in the eyes. He looked very different from what he used to be and I can only see the sin of what he did. This hurts me more.

I used to admire every part of him like he was an angel and my savior. Someone who would never betray me.

"You know that if it weren't for the business of our family, I would never talk to you again," I said, "So, let's get this straight and stop pressuring us by using dirty means." 

I was referring to how he had taken the supplies in our restaurants hostage to make me come out of my shell since my parents will not allow me to. RIght now, it would be good to find some other supplier, but since they are the major one, we would not last until later this week.

We need to fix our relationship or we need to find a new supplier.

"What do you mean by dirty means? You know it would happen the moment the engagement between us happens," he says and moves his glasses. "I loved you, Diana, but you cannot even give me what I want." I know what he meant.

I am a firm believer of marriage first before doing that kind of thing. That even if we are in a good relationship, we never did that.

"Asshole!" I said and slumped the table. "So, you really did cheat on me huh?! how can you do that?!" I asked because I was hoping that like the old him, he will chase me, be sorry, and tell me that he really did not do that, and instead, it was just a mistake. If he did by now, I would still welcome him with open arms. I clenched my fist after realizing that it would never happen.

"Diana, would you not be happy for all the years that I've been yours?" he asked and that made my blood boil so much.

"What about all the time we've been together, Mikhael?" I asked and tears started flowing from my eyes. It was so painful that I could feel my breathing getting ragged as each moment passed by, and how much I was wishing for him to take back his words so that we can go back together to how we are.

"Did you really love me? No..." I stopped and bit my lips, "Did you even love me?"

"I don't know. But for the sake of the business and my future son, maybe you can consider being my wife while I had her," he said and looked at me with that cheeky face. Tears kept falling from my eyes while clenching my fist. Most of the people in the restaurant in the hotel is looking at us.

It was an issue to see us together in the first place. 

We are supposed to get married a month from now, it is so sad that this is happening. Or maybe God's blessing?

"Mikhael....!" a woman with a big stomach rushed to him and hugged him, but was shocked to see me sitting across from him. "Oh... my...." she said and touched her stomach gently. I scoffed off. It's as if the last string of my self-control was cut in that instance.

"How shameless!" I said and stood up, unable to restrain myself more. I picked up a glass of sparkling ice water, it was so cold, and threw it into the faces. "You dare do this in front of me?!"

Who cares about the life we had before if he is just going to do this to me?!

Who cares about the life of others when my life is ruined?

Hah...

"Diana, what the hell are you doing?!" he asked with a face like he really does not like what I am doing right now. "Stop this right now!" he ordered me around but I don't really care what happened right now.

My image has been stained, but here he is proudly presenting his other woman!

"Fuck you! You shameless bastards!" I said and threw all the plates on the floor. "I trusted you! We are almost getting married, yet you do this to me!" in my rage, the security guards had all come to me and grabbed both my arms. "Let go of me! It should be them who you guys are taking! Why me?! Just what did I do wrong?!" I cried and he glared at me.

"It's because you're like this that I..."

"No, Mikhael! No matter what, if you even had an ounce of respect for me, you would not do this!" I cried, "You shameless cheating bastard!!!" I cried and he was about to hit me with his palm when a large hand had stopped it into the thin air.

I looked up to see this tall man, and noticed how well dressed he is. His jaw clenched.

"Here you are," I can feel the blood draining from my face.