Having known Maureen, it appears she intentionally did this. She knew I would notice, so she did it to make me anxious. I made my way to the bedroom while my father-in-law and husband carried on their conversation in the study room.I tried to calm my thoughts. Someday, Maureen, you'll have your turn.In the quiet early hours of the morning, Ivan quietly stepped into the room. The gentle hum of water in the bathroom indicated that he was taking a soothing shower. However, I quickly drifted back to sleep, even though I felt him lying beside me on the bed and embracing me, all fresh from the shower.I shifted towards him and returned the embrace."Go to sleep," I whispered.His hand gently slid inside my shirt. "Are you going to ignore me?"I forced one of my eyes to open. "I'm on my period."He reasoned, "That's alright. We can go to the bathroom, so it won't stain."My eyes widened, and he burst into laughter."That's gross! Just wait for a few days. It'll pass soon. If you can't wait
In the past, I would frequently indulge in social parties, particularly during my college days. However, after marrying Ivan, I refrained from joining my friends on their outings, regardless of their persistent invitations. I aimed to avoid becoming a topic of gossip, and I also wanted to make sure that Ivan didn't perceive me as someone who was still living a carefree single life, even though I was aware that Ivan remained unconcerned.Before six o'clock, we headed to the basement parking lot. Our journey to their designated meeting place, a bar and restaurant in Makati, was a half-hour drive. This is where Ivan's friends were planning to gather.Although I was familiar with his friends, I could count on one hand the number of times I had engaged in conversations or interactions with them in the past. When they visited our home after I had married Ivan, he didn't usually introduce me to them. However, I ended up serving them because we didn't have any house helpers.My mind was drift
It's as if nothing transpired last night. Ivan awoke with a radiant smile, choosing to skip going to his office and instructing his secretary to deliver the papers he needed for signing instead.Later on, we find ourselves seated in the garden. I'm engrossed in a book while he focuses on his work, opting not to discuss the events of last night.Furthermore, he's making plans for us to take a vacation next weekend. He mentioned that we'd depart on Friday evening and return on Sunday night. He had already informed his parents, and their response was simply encouragement for us to have a baby.Earlier, after breakfast, my mother-in-law approached me discreetly. She had learned about what happened at the bar the previous night, and I confided in her about Maureen's actions, detailing everything from the office to the bar."I'm worried, Mom. How many days from now do you think Ivan's memory will come back?""Don't fret, my dear. You are his wife. Even if his memory returns, I'm confident i
I was uncertain about the time Ivan arrived home, as I had retreated upstairs to my room after a conversation with my mother-in-law, attempting to find solace in sleep. I was determined not to dwell on my worries and shed tears.My husband's warm embrace enveloped me, and he softly murmured something, but my extreme exhaustion left me unable to comprehend his words. The next morning, I awoke before Ivan, showered, and descended to the kitchen to assist with breakfast preparations.My in-laws, Mom and Dad, were already up, sipping their morning coffee and reading the newspaper."We didn't sleep well last night, your mom and I..."I looked at my father-in-law while I was cutting vegetables. I'm the one who makes salad for my sister's breakfast. "Why is that, Dad?""We were concerned about you, dear..."My emotions welled up, biting my lip. If it weren't for this loving couple who had taken me in, I couldn't fathom where I might be today. I am grateful that my parents have a compassionat
I compelled myself to leave the restaurant, despite feeling immensely frail because of the intense trembling of my body. As I stepped into the car, I discreetly wiped away my tears before addressing the driver, who remained silent."Let's go.""To the airport, Ma'am?""Just drive, please..."Stay composed, Myla. Focus. Focus.It took five minutes before I resolved to call my friend, and there was a delay before she picked up the call."Oh, friend..."I discreetly cleared my throat and inhaled deeply.She let out a sigh. Even though I hadn't uttered a word, it was as if she had an uncanny understanding. That's just the way she is, and it reaffirms my belief in her genuine affection, a true friend."I won't reprimand you. If you've made your decision, I'll come to pick you up. I'll send you the other details via text."She hung up the call."Driver, please pull over to the side.""Pardon?" The driver was taken aback and didn't immediately comply with my request."Kindly pull over, pleas
The morning is approaching, and baby Heather is just about to go to sleep. I yawned and slowly got out of bed, taming my tousled locks before making my way to the kitchen for a comforting cup of coffee.I'll dedicate three hours to my tasks before I can finally rest. Later, I might secure an additional two to four hours of sleep before my daughter wakes up. I never realized how challenging it is, a true struggle, but it's something I have to endure. How can I discover a companion for this odyssey?Tsss! There you go again, Myla."Good morning..." Rachelle and I stepped into the kitchen simultaneously. She had her laptop in hand."Good morning! Is the princess still asleep?""Yup..." I massaged my shoulder, which was sore from carrying Heather's weight all night.I couldn't help but smile. Time flies by, so I need to savor these moments while she's still a baby. Before I know it, she'll be walking, running, and refusing to be carried.Even though I'm really tired and need more rest, I'
"Yes..." I hesitated. "This is H-Heather's mom...""She's with us." The man on the other line provided his address.I might not have grasped the situation fully, but I recognized it as the address of Ivan's parents. Heather was there, and I'm uncertain about how she got there.This caught me off guard. What have you done, baby?I stood up, picked up my bag, and prepared to leave."Come on, let's go see Heather." I had no choice but to face the person I didn't want to see just yet.I ponder about Heather's well-being in that place. Is Maureen accompanying her?I earnestly hope that she is providing kind care for my child. I am determined to shield my daughter from any emotional distress, and this is precisely why I was initially reluctant for them to cross paths. She does not know about what happened and is unaware that her father had another family.I booked a rental car, and within half an hour, arrived at the Greco mansion. The mansion was still the same. Nothing had changed, just l
The following morning, before indulging in a refreshing shower, I gathered Heather's clothes and discreetly tucked them into my bag. While delicately smoothing moisturizer onto my skin, Lucinda curiously glanced through the door."Why are you dressed like that, babe?"I had on a white undershirt with a blazer over it, fitted jeans, and flat closed-toe shoes."Why? What's the issue with my outfit? I have a meeting today, so I need to appear somewhat formal.""You have even more stylish and beautifully coordinated outfits in your suitcase for formal occasions.""Tsk! Not today. We still have a few days ahead. I'll save it for another day."She proceeded to search through my suitcase."Here, take a look..." She presented the three-piece ensemble, a lacy cream undershirt, and the matching blazer and shorts."I'll wear it the day after, for my meeting with aCEO friend who runs a beauty products business.""Wear it today. You look stunning in this outfit."I shot her a meaningful glance. "