A month later…
Yvette had just come out of a shower when Yvonne’s phone rang. Yes, she kept her sister’s phone because her gut feeling was telling her that she can use her sister’s device for future purposes. And guess what? She did. For the past days, she’s been receiving calls from Clyde Smith, her sister’s husband.
But instead of ignoring the call as she did for the past days, this time she confidently answered the call. Clyde, on the other line, was surprised that his wife picked up.
About damn time.
“Where are you?” He straightly asked without any greetings just like what he usually does.
“Is that the right way to greet your wife, Mister Smith?” Yvette uttered in greeted teeth.
Is this how he usually communicates with my sister? Because if it is, then what the actual fuck?
Clyde was taken aback by the words of his wife which made his forehead crease. Did she just call her by his surname? Also, the tone of her voice was slightly different too from what he’s used to.
“As if you’re not used to this, Yvonne.” He lazily answered, after shrugging the differences that he noticed. Yvette clenched her fist upon hearing Clyde’s words. This just confirmed her question from a while ago.
‘As if you’re not used to this?!’ Good God, this guy is a jerk! Why did her sister fall for this man?!
“What a piece of shit,” she unconsciously mumbled.
Clyde heard that loud and clear and that took him by surprise. In their 3 years of marriage, never did he hear Yvonne curse. Well, not until now. And for some reason, why did he find that hot?
What the fuck, Clyde? Are you out of your mind? Clyde immediately shook his head to shrug his ridiculous thoughts.
“I’m asking you for the last time, Yvonne, when are you planning to come home?” he asked once again when he regained his cool.
“Why are you even asking? Do you even care?” Yvette didn’t even stutter when she asked those questions to Clyde.
If Yvonne lets this guy treat her like this, then take her in a different light. One of the things that Yvette hated the most is rude people. She can’t stand them. That’s why whenever she can, she puts these kinds of people in their right places. This is the reason why her workmates call her a feisty woman. She’s not afraid of talking back to people who are disrespectful to others.
“For goodness’ sake, woman, just answer the damn question!” Clyde exclaimed, not being able to contain his frustration.
Yvette smirked at herself when she heard how Clyde’s tone shifted from calm and collected to frustrated. She knows that she hit a nerve.
That’s right. Be pissed, asshole. I’m just starting…
“Calm down now, Mister Smith, I know that you miss me that much that’s why I’m coming home later,” she sassily answered while looking at her new polished nails.
“You’re ridiculous,”
“Talking to yourself?” Yvette immediately answered back with a victorious smile on her lips.
“You—” She didn’t even let Clyde finish his words and just ended the call.
If this guy thinks that he can be always rude to Yvonne, then she will serve as his karma. Her sister is now gone because of him and she can’t let that slide. She will take her revenge, in more ways than one. And her plan of revenge starts today.
“Buckle up, Clyde Smith. I’ll make sure that you’ll experience what happens if hell breaks loose,” she uttered to herself venomously.
The pain of her twin sister’s death is still fresh in her heart. She’s still mourning but she can’t just stay in her weak and vulnerable state because she knows that her sister wouldn’t like it. She knows her as a fighter. Even though she’s hurting, she’ll still fight. That’s why with burning desire, she bravely swore to the heavens that she will make Yvonne’s husband pay.
Because no one hurts my twin sister and gets away with it unscathed.
Clyde was rendered speechless when he heard how the call with his wife was cut off. He can’t believe it. Just what on earth happened with her wife while she was away? Why does she act and sound rude all of a sudden? Those are just some of his questions but he’s aware that he can’t have the answer just yet, not unless he asks his wife personally about it or she tells him directly.
But how will he do that or how will it happen if their relationship wasn’t that close, to begin with? Yes, they’re a married couple. But to what extent? In paper only.
His thoughts were cut off when someone knock on his office door.
“Come in,” He commanded. The door opened and it revealed his secretary.
“What is it?” He coldly asked without even looking at the young man directly.
“I’m just here to report about Mrs Smith, sir. We finally received a reply from her saying that she’s going home later tonight,” The young man explained calmly.
“I know. She called and told me that herself.”
“If that’s the case, then my business here is done, Sir. I’ll take my leave now.” His secretary excused himself before bowing at him and leaving his office.
Clyde sat back on his office chair, closing his eyes.
As much as he doesn’t want to concern himself about his wife’s whereabouts, he’s starting to get bothered by her disappearance. He’s not used to it. But that doesn’t mean that he misses her. Also, the fact that his parents are starting to bombard him with questions about Yvonne and their plans, he knows that any time soon, they might be summoned to his parents’ mansion. And if that happens and Yvonne is still nowhere to be found, who knows what might happen?
That’s why it was such a relief that he got a hold of his wife again after a month.
But after having that kind of conversation with his wife a while ago… Why does he feel like something changed?
It wasn't the first time that Yvette got some cravings that were out of this world, and they would always end up traveling just so she could eat the food she was craving.Other than that, her mood swings were the worst. Clyde could really tell that if their baby is a daughter, it might be a pain in the ass and feisty like her mom.But aside from those things, Yvette has the weirdest hormones; they could do it wherever they were, mostly in public places, because Yvette was just feeling it so Clyde really had to be so discreet and do everything just to give whatever she wanted. Clyde could really tell how wild Yvette was as a pregnant woman, but at the same time, he was so proud because it seemed like she was craving for him the most out of those foods she wanted in the middle of the night.Their wedding was approaching, as they were already choosing some guests for the distribution of the invitation cards."You're going to invite him? Really?" Clyde raised his brow as soon as he saw B
They had dinner that night together with Clyde's parents as they talked about the upcoming wedding day."Is it at the church? Or a beach wedding?" Mr. Smith asked.Clyde then looked at Yvette."I think I'm going to like the church," Yvette said, looking at Clyde, who nodded as well."And where? Here in Paris? Or in New York?""We both like to try it here first in Paris, then we could set another one in New York," Clyde answered."Oh wow. That's actually a nice idea. With different themes. It would be cute." Maybe before the baby comes out, and then after, so my grandchild would be there at the second wedding. It's a good transition, actually," Mrs. Smith said, smiling from ear to ear.Yvette might now shout how excited she was, but deep down, she was really looking forward to it. It was an unexpected plot twist happening in her life; she didn't plan on getting married knowing how independent she was, as she knew to herself she didn't want a man in her life.But it seems like life has
When tomorrow morning came, the first thing that welcomed their sight was Clyde's parents, who were already in front of the door of Yvette's penthouse.Clyde helped them with their things, as Mrs. Smith cannot take her eyes off Yvette. Yvette was kind of nervous because she knew his mother knew she was Yvette and not Yvonne, which she used to know.Mrs. Smith's eyes drifted to her hands as if she were trying to find some evidence, and there it was: the ring."Wow. I haven't really appreciated Paris this much. But wow. It's quite not bad, huh? It felt so peaceful and cozy," Mr. Smith commented as he looked out the window, seeing the Eiffel Tower as a view."Yvette is quite obsessed with Paris, Dad," Clyde said after putting their things in their own room, which is the guest room.Mr. Smith glanced at his son. "Now I slowly understand why you're obsessed with it too. You almost wanted to live here." He arched his brow.Clyde stifled his smile and looked at Yvette, who smiled a little to
Their wedding preparation is now ongoing. Clyde has never left Yvette's side, even though her stomach isn't that big yet. And Yvette, who seems so clingy to Clyde, can't last a minute apart from him as well."Phew, lovebirds. I could really tell that you two are so madly in love with each other," Damon commented as soon as he went in with Trisha in the safe. They were planning to meet up for the food tasting to be served on the wedding day, and Yvette wanted to have Clyde by her side.Trisha giggled when she saw that even their hands were intertwined. It was so unusual to see the coldhearted and heartless Yvette, who's being lovey-dovey to her fiancé.Damon and Trisha took a seat as they both looked at their hands intertwined. And Trisha, who wanted to make a satire out of it, put her hand on Damon's hand as well, and they intertwined it.Clyde shook his head, but there was a playful smile kissing his lips. They were just interrupted when the cakes were already served.Clyde took a sm
After Clyde found out that Yvette was pregnant, he was three times more careful. Even the speed didn’t reach forty, and he would glance at her from time to time while his other hand rested on the side of her leg, as if she couldn't stand a chance of being away from him."I’m kind of worried. Aren’t you planning to rest working? You have your team. And most of your brands have a manager to handle it. You should just stay at home, you know," he encouraged as if only Yvette would just stop moving just to focus on herself."It’s just weeks, Clyde, you paranoid. And my work wasn’t that heavy to handle. I just attend invites, review the sales, make new designs... that’s all. Though it’s quite loaded every day, it’s bearable. It’s not something that requires rest because I’m having fun with those too.”"Or I’ll have a year's leave from the company to be with you all the time?" he suggested carefully, as he really looked determined to be with her."Stop it. I can handle myself as a pregnant w
Yvette’s eyes widened. For the longest time that she has been with Melissa, she didn’t see it coming. She always looked up to her like a mentor, someone whom she wanted to be when she reached her forties or fifties. She inspires her on so many levels that she’s one of the reasons she stayed in the field of fashion design, as she wanted to pursue it so badly despite the obstacles she has faced in the past.And even though she received some hate because of her decision, she will never regret that she found Melissa during those years. She will never regret that she took a risk, despite how heavy the journey would be.For the years of being with her, she has always been thankful to her, and sometimes she thinks she wasn’t thankful enough for telling it to her, for always including her in her success, for showing it to her, because Yvette believes how much Melissa deserves the world, and she wanted to give everything to her.It was the kind of relationship she unexpectedly found—a kind of