(Serena's POV)My hand was trembling while impatiently sitting in the car with Marcus. My heart was pounding furiously and I could not calm my nerves down due to nervousness. I'm actually contemplating whether to accept the DNA test with Mrs. Fergus but now that it's here, why not give it a try?Upon hearing Marcus say that she is my biological mother seems unrealistic for me. I did not expect that we would be blood-related or he could find my mother this early.I actually did not long for a mother but the little nervousness with a small excitement inside my chest was unexpected too.Before we could perform a DNA test, Marcus set up a meeting with Fergus. I'm also curious about her and my biological father. Marcus said that it seems Mr. Fergus is not my father.I really need answers.We arrived at the restaurant where Marcus settled an appointment with Fergus.Fergus is new in the business industry. They were from the Philippines and as their business was going well, they planned to h
(Serena's POV)Then our wedding came. Everyone we know was invited and ecstatic about the wedding of the century. Suzy and Nick came before heading to Australia. They are temporarily staying at our house since Nick is avoiding his parents. So he sold off his condominium and decided to start with Suzy in the mansion.As for Sarah Fergus... Yes, she's my real mother. I accepted her with all my heart. And she's here now, taking care of me about what I need for my big day.She's so excited and cannot contain her happiness that we met before I married Marcus for the second time.Sunlight shone through the high windows of the church's bridal suite, lighting dust particles in the air like tiny flickers of gold. Nausea swirled in my belly, and I pressed a hand to my stomach and tried to breathe through it.It's our second wedding but I'm fucking nervous.I suddenly felt weird. I covered my mouth as nausea traveled up my throat."What's wrong?" Mom asked.I immediately hopped from my chair a
(Marcus's POV)"Mr. Moore, please bring the divorce papers over to my house right away," I ordered my lawyer.Mr. Moore pleaded pitifully, "On whose name should the divorce papers be?"I continued to look down into the brown eyes of the girl in the image as I said, "Serena Walton and Marcus Walton," and then I cut the call.My Siri was kissing my adversary in business while his hands were around her neck.The floor was covered in more pictures. Others show grinning and hugging while others show kissing. My Siri is shown in one image with an unidentified man in the bed while they are both naked, which makes my blood boil in wrath.How could she? I gave all she needed, didn't I?My disdain increased as I said that. I was disgusted with my wife. Was I not enough for her?My train of thought was interrupted when a knock on our bedroom door resounded.I barked, "What?"One of my maids whispered in a sorrowful voice, "Sir, Mr. Moore is here."I gathered myself, and said, "Tell him I will me
(Serena's POV)Everything seems so void. How ironic is it that I feel lonely at a bustling cafe full of patrons?"Table three, Siri."I looked back leisurely to meet the smiling face of my employer, Lily. She was expecting while looking at my face to see a smile but all she received from me was a nod.I desperately wanted to give her that grin back, but I was unable because I had lost the ability to do so. The only two things that make me happy right now are watching kids play and when my one and only friend pulls some ridiculous prank.Lily is a wonderful person and my savior. She rushed me to the hospital where I was found lying on the chilly floor in the dead of night, unconscious and covered in blood. She took me to a hospital and afterward even gave me this job."This will be your last table for the day," When I once more heard her weak voice, I started moving toward Table 3.She is well aware of the fact that I never stay out beyond dusk. That day, everything was altered. She
(Marcus's POV)I got off the flight. It felt like an eternity to travel from Pennsylvania to Los Angeles.I got in the car which was waiting for me."Where to go, Sir?" my driver Lance asked.I curtly replied, "This is the address," and handed him the piece of paper with the written address on it.A year. Finding my love took me a year.The sun was setting when I peered out of the window. Not long after, the car soon came to a halt."Sir, this is the flat, and on the sec--"I exited the vehicle before my driver could complete his words, giving him the go-ahead to leave. He carried out the directive.I looked around to see empty liquor bottles strewn on the sidewalks and drunk individuals walking and gambling. I then turned to face the building. There were some cracks in it, and the paint was leaking out.I shuddered at the notion of my fragile amore residing here since it appeared nasty.I sighed and reminded myself that I would be returning Serena to our mansion shortly. I smiled as I
(Serena's POV)I gasped as soon as these words left Ryle's mouth."Her boyfriend." Marcus's ragged voice.As soon as Ryle said these words, all the muscles of Marcus's body became stiff. His breathing became ragged.From the time Ryle came here, Marcus was trying to control his anger. I knew it. From the very beginning, Marcus did not invite the idea of Ryle interrupting him and the moment I jumped in Ryle's arms, his dislike towards Ryle increased.He has always been a possessive man and got jealous easily. As soon as Ryle said these words, the dam broke and now, Marcus was not able to control his emotion.His eyes had flame but not of passion but of rage. He pinned Ryle to the nearby wall and then his hands reached up to his throat."How dare you said that. She is mine and no one can take her from me. I dare you to touch her."A chill ran down my spine when Marcus yelled while choking Ryle. Ryle tried to push him but Marcus easily overpowered him.Soon Ryle's face started turning an
(Serena's POV)"Your condition is worsening."I sighed as I continued cleaning the table. Today morning, Ryle took me for diagnosis and the doctors claimed that my condition is worsening and soon I will be needing an operation.How easy it is for a doctor to say that everything will be alright, it is just a matter of a tiny operation.But the only issue in having an operation is the expenses. Whoever quoted the statement health is wealth must have been a fool because in today's world, health needs wealth.My expenses are already high with the therapies, diagnosis, psychiatric medicines, the other medicines, bills, and food and I have only one job to sustain all needs then over it, how can I have an operation? "That's all for today honey. You can go now."Lily's cheerful voice broke my trail of thoughts. I looked back at her and nodded. I quickly made my way to the staff room, removed my apron, and picked up my bag to leave.As soon as I got out of the cafe, I saw a black Porsche stan
(Serena's POV)As the sun rays that peaked through the window touched my face, I pulled the covers over my head as the dazzling light glistened on the blue sky covered with fluffy white clouds. But after seconds, I sit up and rub my eyes before realizing it is already morning. I still need to earn in order for me to live, so there is no time for being lazy, Serena.Marcus's sly smile flashed into my head causing me to groan at his words last night. I know that he won't give up that easily and let me go in peace. But things are hectic for me. I don't have time to flirt with any men. I just want my life simple and to die in peace. Also... I'm sick. I cannot afford to leave Marcus if things get better for us. But I don't want things to get better for us, I want to end this right away with him.I got off the bed and get ready for another day of work.I arrived at the coffee shop but only to find out Marcus sitting comfortably in the middle of the shop. My eyes glance at the wall clock, whi