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CHAPTER TEN
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MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH SEVENTY NINE
- ACE - “Have you met her yet? I can’t help but be concerned, Ace.” Are the words that visit me at the door once I waltz in through the exit I followed Catherine through. Almost as if Isabel knew I had gone there and awaited my return. I don’t know what to say about this. “With the way you care about her, I wonder why you’re not sisters.” Is my response to her. Isabel has done no wrong to me to prompt such a bland reply but I’d rather not be pressured into doing something I intended to do, at least, not too long ago. Isabel makes a face. “She’s a woman, Ace. Somehow, you seem to forget that women are people too.” Isabel scoffs at me. Just immediately, the door behind me pulls open and Catherine walks out. I notice the distasteful glare Isabel passes my way when she saw Catherine before walking away from me. I want to stop her. I want to go after her and pull her back to give her an apology, to be nicer and possibly clear a doubt that may have brewed due to Catherine’s appear
MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH SEVENTY EIGHT
- ACE - The sound of heeled soles hitting the floor of an enclosed pathway resounds in the corridor. I’m hidden in plain sight, inside one of the ‘staff only’ rooms made for storing cleaning equipment. She’s here. She’s so close to me that I can perceive her perfume. It’s a pleasing fragrance, but since it’s worn on her, it has become detestable. I wait a while, counting seconds in my head with each step she takes forward, waiting for the right time. Catherine is standing before me. I reach my hand to put, grab her by the arm with one hand while using the other to conceal her mouth then pull her into the cleaning room, shutting the door behind us. Her back slams hard against the door as she is placed in front of me. “Don’t scream. No one would come to get you.” I say, looking deep into her eyes. She did not try to break out of my grip, nor was there any restraint. I wait till her heavy breathing calms before taking my hand off her mouth. “What is this, Ace? What the
MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH SEVENTY EIGHT
- ACE - The sound of heeled soles hitting the floor of an enclosed pathway resounds in the corridor. I’m hidden in plain sight, inside one of the ‘staff only’ rooms made for storing cleaning equipment. She’s here. She’s so close to me that I can perceive her perfume. It’s a pleasing fragrance, but since it’s worn on her, it has become detestable. I wait a while, counting seconds in my head with each step she takes forward, waiting for the right time. Catherine is standing before me. I reach my hand to put, grab her by the arm with one hand while using the other to conceal her mouth then pull her into the cleaning room, shutting the door behind us. Her back slams hard against the door as she is placed in front of me. “Don’t scream. No one would come to get you.” I say, looking deep into her eyes. She did not try to break out of my grip, nor was there any restraint. I wait till her heavy breathing calms before taking my hand off her mouth. “What is this, Ace? What the
MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH SEVENTY SEVEN
- ACE - I don’t know what I was expecting when I made the request for Catherine’s background but it definitely was not this. If I had found out about all the things recorded in here long ago, I would’ve gotten rid of her. For good. I shuffle through the file in my hand, scheming through each page quickly yet carefully. I need more of this. I need Alejandro to dig into her deeper. For one, her real name is not even Catherine. It’s Matilda. There is no last name recorded in these files and this just makes me wonder who the hell she is and what else she hid from all of us. It makes me wonder if this woman’s real name and identity recorded in these papers are accurate or just an alias she forged for herself. No being does not have a last name attached to it and this fact only prompts more thoughts I never thought I’d consider. I wonder what kind of woman my uncle let into the family and how she could weave her way into being a Salvatore knowing how orderly and careful my fam
MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH SEVENTY SIX
- LORELEI - My ears are beginning to buzz too. My condition keeps getting worse the longer I stay here and I cannot understand why. I’ve had nothing in my stomach since my date so what is going on with me? Is this the afterlife? A soft laugh leaves my lips at the vague thought. Funny I can make personal jokes like this at such a time. I feel like I’m dying though, if I’m not already dead. A prolonged groan mumbles out my lips. It sounded like a gasp for help. My throat feels like it’s drying out and I don’t think I can wait for over, I take a look at my phone to check the arrival time of the uber, ten minutes anymore. I have to leave now. I need to find somebody, anybody at this point to get me out of here before I collapse and wake up in a place I’m not supposed to be in. Before Ace makes my life more hell than it already is all because of another mistake. A dry cough escapes my mouth. My head is pressed on my arm which leans on the table before me. To think I have be
MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH SEVENTY FIVE
- ACE - I don’t know why but for some reason, I’m having cold feet. Not the typical one people refer to out of fear, no, quite the contrary. The weather seems chilly for some reason yet I can’t help but rub my gloved palm against each other in anticipation. And I also feel hot. Really hot like this weather is not getting to me but it actually is. I think the word I’m searching for is expectancy. I don’t know what to look forward to. It may either be useful or not but I sure hope it’s not the latter. Not when I hosted an event specifically for this purpose. I dip my hand in my chest pocket to grab my phone. My eyes feast on the screen the moment I hold it before me and once my phone unlocks, I read and reread the message displayed to me on the screen. ‘Where do I meet you, Marco?’ I finally text him after conflicting thoughts, still walking outside, way past the venue of my event. A notification pops at the top of my screen. ‘A little more forward then turn to your left at the
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