CHAPTER 3

Damian is pacing around the house while Isla watches him with clear irritation written all over her face. Damian is clearly worried because Giselle never went back home ever since this morning,

Isla couldn’t take the view anymore, she threw a sofa cushion directly towards him. Damian looked at her confused as Isla crossed her arms together, “Will you stop doing that? It’s fucking annoying.” she stated irritably.

“Giselle hasn’t come home yet, and this is very unlikely of her.” Damian uttered as he picked up the cushion Isla threw at him. She put the cushion back to the sofa and stared at Isla “Why are you mad?”

Isla pouted, "Because you kept thinking about her when I’m here.” she uttered, refusing to look at him. Damian’s lips curve and lifts Isla’s chin up to look at her eyes

“You know I’m still thinking about you… and how your body felt last night,” he whispered to her

Isla chuckles, roaming her finger on his chest, “How can I be assured that you’re thinking about me when you keep worrying about her?” she asked, seductively

Damian’s expression changes, he then pull away from her. “How can I not? She’s my wife, Isla.” he said towards her. Isla rolled her eyes and sat back on the sofa. “Look, I like you… I really do… but, I am still married and it’s my job to look after my wife.” Damian showed his finger with his wedding ring

Isla scoffs, “Okay. Then, what am I in your life right now?” she asked. Damian didn’t respond. “Come on, Damian, we’ve fucked and saw each other naked. You’re telling me that all of that doesn’t mean a thing?!”

“I can’t answer that right now,”

“Why not?!”

“It’s so much more complicated than you think! Giselle gives me more benefits than you ever could!”

“Excuse me?! What else could she probably have? You know her popularity as an artist could shatter one day once everyone knows your marriage is doomed, right?”

Damian glared at her, “Isla, do not make me angry right now. Please get out of my sight before I do something at you that I might regret later,” he stated

Isla grabbed her purse and stormed out of the house. Damian sighed, and dialed Giselle’s number on his phone, trying to call her. He tried multiple times but no answer.

“Where the hell could she be?” he muttered to himself.

He tried dialing Ellie hoping she’ll answer and tell him where his wife is. Meanwhile, during the car drive with Giselle, Ellie looked at her phone and scoffed.

“Look who’s calling me.” Ellie uttered.

Giselle looked at her throughout the rearview mirror, “Who?” she asked while driving. They are on their way towards her mother’s house for dinner.

“Your cheater and jerk husband.” Ellie stated, “I have a feeling the reason why he’s calling is because he’s looking for you.” she added

Giselle didn’t respond, she continued driving while her heart aches after hearing his name. “Do me a favor and don’t answer him, Ellie.”

“I wasn’t planning to,” Ellie smiled

“Thank you,”

Ellie declines the phone call but a moment later, Damian calls again. She declines it all over again and silences his phone. “Gosh, he’s really persistent.”

Damian angrily threw his phone towards the sofa after Ellie declined his phone call for the second time.

“I can’t let the public know about the affair, I have to talk to Giselle and fix this whole thing up.” Damian thought to himself. His leg was shaking nervously thinking what to do to talk to her.

He looked at the telephone’s direction, there’s another person that she’s close to. But he hesitated, his mother clearly said not to talk to this person but it’s now or never.

Damian knew Giselle is hard to read, he doesn't know what’s her next move now that she figured out his affair with Isla Everhart, his co-actor on a movie they’re currently working on called ‘Forty-Nine Days’.

He found himself choosing between risking his career to be with Isla or patch things up with Giselle.

Ever since they first met, Damian wanted to date her for fame and more projects. Being close to her gives him even more brand collaborations and movie offers than before, so he married her to keep her forever as his personal connection to get more admiration and acknowledgement in public. But he never truly loved her, no matter how much he tried. He wanted to keep his affair with Isla as long as possible. What happened last night wasn’t supposed to happen.

He finally decided to call his mother-in-law through the telephone, hoping she’ll tell him where Giselle is.

During dinner at Liberty’s, Giselle’s mother's house, the phone rang in the midst of their conversation.

“Excuse me, ladies, I should answer that. That’s probably the pastor of our church calling,” Liberty stated as she stood up, and walks towards the telephone

“I didn’t know your mother was active in church.” Ellie whispered.

“She began going to church after I got married, in the hopes of asking God to make my marriage last.” Giselle answered to her before I took a bite of my pasta

“I guess God didn’t listen.”

Giselle let out a soft chuckle at Ellie’s last remark. A few moments later, her mother returned to the table. She looks serious and Giselle sensed the sudden shift of the ambiance around them.

“Who was it, mom?” Giselle asked

“It’s… Damian…” she stated and sighed before sitting back down to the table, “He wanted to talk to you.”

“Did you tell him I’m here?”

“No… I told him I don’t know where you are.” Liberty stated

I gave her a faint smile, “Thanks, mom,”

“He asked me a little message to give to you.” Liberty added, “He said he wanted you to come home and that he misses you.”

Ellie gasped, “What?! The nerve!” she reacted.

“Giselle, are you planning to avoid him every now and then?” Liberty asked

Giselle shook her head, and said, “No, mom, I just wanted some space before I could even talk to him again. Right now, I am very busy and I don’t have time to think about anything else but my work.”

Liberty held her daughter’s hand and gently caressed it, “Well, whatever you want to do with your marriage, I’ll be giving you my full support. A lot of people love you, and I know they’ll be supporting you as well as soon as they figure out the truth.”