(Serena's POV)The following morning, he resumed ignoring my presence all day long and wouldn't even look me in the eye. Given that, someone arrived on the island. Looking by their clothing, they must be Marcus's business partners. I became his maid the whole day, pushing his wheelchair while carrying his suitcase and documents. It seems like I'm back as his assistant. I always give what he needed but he never talk to me. Well, for me, this is better than listening to his words of wisdom.I was also surprised that they congratulate us for getting back together. I remained silent and he did the same. I'm tired to have a conversation with his visitor.How can they assume without checking the fact? Paparazzi is everywhere and any moment from now, our faces will be in the headline the very next day. Thankfully, he was not caught when he become a waiter for a day in Los Angeles.When my presence is not needed anymore, I exit the circle and head inside the house.I was sitting on a stool i
(Serena's POV)Pushing him, I slapped him hard. I received a glare from him. If he's angry, I'm more than angry. He thinks he can still control me. Well, he was mistaken about that."Get. Of. Me." I deadly glare at him but to no avail."NO." His firm 'no' makes me feel more furious.His brows are meeting together, his ragged breath, a thrummed heartbeat that was about to explode from his chest. He is extremely mad right now. This is the same expression I saw when he divorce me and when he throws those pictures in front of me."Your jealous."He smirks like a lunatic. "Thank you for figuring it out." A hint of sarcasm was in his voice."We're not married anymore, Marcus."How many times do I have to remind him of our situation? I'm not his wife anymore. I saw how his face slowly became soft. Did I hurt him again? This is the same expression when I said I will sell our wedding ring."Don't remind me." He whispered.I clenched my fist tightly and took a deep breath. "I have to, for you
(Serena's POV)Late on a Tuesday night, Marcus walked into my room like nothing had happened. Had he forgotten how I'd pushed him away? Our silent treatment lasted for a week. His cast was removed a few days ago and he can walk but only to be careful. It's getting closer to my freedom. But every time I glance at the calendar, it's saddening me for no reason.I am staying inside the house so much was messing with my line of thought. While Marcus has back his duty as a CEO. Everything seemed muddled and confusing and I began to worry for my own sanity. Any reminder of what my life used to be like was too painful and I'd rather do without it.An envelope was thrown onto my bed where I sat. I looked at Marcus in all his drunken glory and wrinkled my nose because of the strong stench of alcohol coming from him. I already warned him about drinking alcohol. But will he listen? Now that I declared to him I'm done with him? Pain hammered in my chest like a stung needle every time I kept reme
(Serena's POV)The cottage was ideal for two people who wanted to hide from the rest of the world and I fell in love with it immediately. It looked like something right out of a Disney fairytale with its wooden floors and walls. The structure itself was made of terracotta and the sloping roof was painted a homely red colour. The garden was full of orange blossoms and lavender, and keeping with the lavish Walton tradition, a Koi pond. There was a hammock in the garden too and that was where I spent most of my time, soaking up the sun. Marcus, on the other hand, spent hours and hours at their private beach, swimming and surfing on his own. He was one for water sports, that much I had figured out.His employees are already settled in their own cottage, while some was having fun near the beach.I was glad to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city, especially after what had happened at the airport. Marcus might already know about Nico. He's giving me the silent treatment again.
(Serena's POV)Lying in bed as the fused warm light of dawn now creeps down the summit. My head was everywhere. I cannot sleep a wink last night, not even closing my eyes for a second. My mind is empty.My heart is in pain.-Your job is done. Thank you for everything-His voice keeps running through my head. Every time I closes my eyes, his no emotions pale blue eyes stared at me like I was just a mere stranger to him now.It pains me.But I deserved it.Did I?A knock on the door jolted me on my bed. "Housekeeping."It's Marcus's servant.I let her in to change the bed sheet and clean the whole room while I am gazing down the balcony where Marcus's employees are having fun on their own.This is not a team building. It seems like a vacation for his people. I smiled to know that he still care about his people even though he does not express it while at the company.Here I am again... Thinking about Marcus.Finally, I'll be leaving him.This is what I want, this is what I was hoping
(Marcus's POV)The freedom I experience while riding a bike, no matter where I am or where I am going, is something special. On a cycle path, I never feel compelled to take the same path twice. I have the freedom to travel where my will leads.I can travel whenever, wherever, and as swiftly as I like. My travels are entirely dependent upon me though but didn't have enough time to think about it, personally."Marcus, let's take a break please, I'm already exhausted," Cheska whined like a child. She likes working out in a gym but cannot handle cycling. What's wrong with her?I sigh just as my momentum in nature and the beach was shattered by this woman who keeps following my shadow wherever I go. "Then, you shouldn't come with us."She whined like a brat again but I ignores her as I am focus on sightseeing the relaxing view of pine trees and the coastal beach.I know what is her intention in visiting me here. She talks about her new project way back at the party, she wanted me to spons
(Serena's POV)As soon as I saw Marcus, I can not help but sob. I've been here for hours, scared that night may come. I was alone, injured, and scared. I'm not familiar with this place. What if a wild animal is roaming around the island every night? What if mysterious people will approach me? I don't know how to defend myself. I'm scared that on this island, monsters are wandering around freely. With just by having those thoughts, panic starts to awaken inside of me.But when Marcus stares at me like he misses me damn much. Those panic slowly vanishes into thin air. Because of Marcus's presence, not only gives me frustration but also soothes my worries in life. I slowly realize the importance of having someone at your side. I always appreciate Ryle's presence but it's always different when it comes to Marcus.Although I'm denying everything, I'm still thankful that Marcus's arrival in my life makes me overlook my difficulties.Admit it or not, it feels like I slowly returned to my
(Serena's POV)We headed back to the hotel using the electric vehicle cart of the resort. They said, that road is restricted and there is a signboard under the tree before entering the secluded area for tourists. Too clumsy for me not to notice such a sign board.I noticed Marcus's quietness. His head has been lowered since Nicole and others found us. Did I really hurt him?My eyes lowered down to his leg. I noticed his left hand keeps touching his leg.I called the driver, "Can we head straight to a hospital or clinic?""Yes ma'am."Not that I'm injured but I'm more worried about Marcus's leg. The cart stopped at the hospital near the hotel. Marcus carried me into the hospital. My gaze swiveled over the waiting room, as he was looking for a place for us to sit. A TV played quietly in one corner, a distraction that might help keep his mind off the pain in his leg and the pain I'm feeling in my ankle. The seats closest to it stood empty, sandwiched between two sweating and shivering