REVENGE OF THE GOOD WIFE (ENGLISH)

FIVE YEARS AGO…Patricia sorrowfully wiped away her seemingly endless tears that continued to flow uncontrollably. She stared at the sleeping Alvin for a few moments before grabbing her shoulder bag. His face, peaceful in sleep, was a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing within her.Now, she was aware of her true feelings for the man. And even if she didn’t admit it to him, she knew within herself that the feelings she had for Alvin back when they were in college had resurfaced. And it was because of her weakness and his relentless passion towards her.She stepped out of the room, carefully closing the door behind her. Then, she hurriedly walked away from the tall building where Alvin’s condominium unit was located. The city was just beginning to stir, the soft light of dawn casting a gentle glow over the streets. It was a serene backdrop to the chaos in her heart.Why did she allow things to come to this? She had given her virginity to a man she knew didn’t have feelings for her. An

FROM the start, it wasn't really a loss for him. He's a man and he's used to women chasing after him. But what he couldn't understand is why, after everything that happened between them, she's still the one on his mind every night. And he'd be lying if he didn't admit that everything that happened between them keeps replaying in his mind, and there are even times when they're together in his dreams. He's not clear about what he truly feels for his childhood friend, but he admits he's angry with her for what she did in leaving him. And if ever given the chance to face her, he can't promise he won't confront her or say hurtful things, because of all the inner turmoil and deep sadness she caused him since she left. ***** Patricia woke up in a private and beautiful room. In the early hours, she was taken there by her sister-in-law Sandra, along with her mother and her mother-in-law Olivia. She quickly touched her belly when she regained consciousness, and excitement fille

That evening, Patricia meticulously laid out the outfit she planned to wear on her first day as Alvin's secretary. Standing before her wardrobe, bathed in the soft glow of her bedside lamp, she was thoughtful and somewhat apprehensive. Despite being married now, she couldn't deny the lingering effect Alvin had on her. It wasn't the intense infatuation of their youth; instead, it was a quieter, more complex mix of emotions stirring within her.As she carefully selected each piece of clothing, she couldn't help but reflect on how their relationship had evolved. Her feelings had matured, moving beyond the youthful crush into something deeper, shaped by the years and their shared experiences. Marriage hadn't erased Alvin from her heart; instead, it had added layers of understanding and restraint. But how had she fallen for him in the first place? Patricia pondered this question as she folded a blouse, memories stirring like gentle ripples on a pond. She remembered a time when love had cr

As Caleb had suggested, Patricia attended Jane's birthday party. True to his promise, he arrived to pick her up in his car, the engine purring softly as they drove through the evening streets lit by flickering streetlights. Patricia fidgeted nervously in her seat, her thoughts consumed by the worry of arriving empty-handed to Jane's celebration."I'm really worried I didn't bring a gift. What if she gets mad at me?" she fretted, stealing glances at Caleb who was steadfastly focused on the road ahead."Don't worry about that. Jane won't even notice. She's busy with her friends anyway. And besides, didn't we already talk about this? Why are you stressing over it again?" Caleb reassured, sparing a quick glance in her direction.Patricia let out a resigned sigh, feeling conflicted but ultimately deciding to remain silent. She knew from experience that debating further with Caleb would only lead to a gentle but firm lecture. As they continued their journey, the warmth of the car's interior

"You should agree since Alvin is treating us anyway," Portia whispered to her, flashing a pleading smile.Patricia let out a resigned sigh. Portia had a knack for exploiting her weaknesses, always managing to sway her whenever she wanted something. And Patricia, more often than not, gave in."Fine, I'll come along, as if I have a choice," she said with a wry smile, shaking her head and shifting her gaze between Portia and Alvin.Earlier, she had mentioned needing to work on her report due the next day, so instead of heading straight home, they opted to snack at the university canteen. It seemed more practical than wasting the opportunity. Patricia planned to finish her remaining tasks at the boarding house later.As Alvin stood in line to buy their food, Portia and Patricia secured a table. The bustling canteen buzzed around them, students chatting and trays clinking against the tables. Patricia's mind, however, was preoccupied with thoughts of Alvin and the unspoken feelings she harb