Oh my God! What happened to my Winson?!" Rica exclaimed. "He got into an accident. His car crashed into a post. According to the police, it wasn’t just an accident—someone hit the back of Winson’s car, causing him to lose control," Carlo explained. "Who was with him in the car?" Ricca asked. "He was alone. No one was with him," Carlo replied. Meanwhile, Rica had already woken up in another room. A bright light greeted her eyes. "Winson! Where are you?!" Rica called out. She tried to get up, but her body was too weak and she had no strength to rise. Winson’s wife, restless and uneasy, stepped out of the room and walked around. She wasn’t convinced by Carlo’s explanation. "I don’t believe Winson was alone in that car. I need to investigate this..." "Hello, Nurse? Were you the one who took care of the patient named Winson Durumio?" Ricca asked the nurse. "Yes, Ma'am. What do you need?" "I just wanted to know if someone else was with him during the accident?" "No, Ma'am. He was
Rica and Winson lost consciousness due to an accident where the car they were riding in was hit. People gathered at the scene of the accident. Those who witnessed the incident immediately called for an ambulance. While Ricca was passing through the area, she saw the crowd on the road. But since she didn’t know it was Winson who had been in the accident, she didn’t bother to check the crashed vehicle—even though it looked very similar to her husband’s car. Two ambulances arrived at the scene at the same time. Rica was taken to the hospital first because she was bleeding heavily. Winson, on the other hand, was stuck behind the steering wheel, causing a delay in rescuing him. Winson’s phone suddenly made a call to Lorain’s number, since it was saved as the #1 caller in his contacts. Lorain was in the middle of work at that time, but the nurse kept calling her number despite that. “Lorain! Your phone’s been ringing for a while. It might be an emergency,” said one of her coworkers. “
Ricca had long left Shane's room, but Shane remained lying on her bed, still feeling the weight of her Aunt Ricca’s threat. "Shane cried and cried silently. Only she could hear herself cry. "She doesn’t want others to see or hear her like this. She’s afraid her aunt might make good on her threats," she whispered to herself in fear. Knock! Knock! Knock! — came the knock from Shane’s door, prompting her to get up and compose herself. "Yes! I’m coming! Just a moment!" she answered the one knocking outside her room. "I'm coming in now, dear," said Mrs. D. Shane quickly stood up from the bed and opened the door, forcing a smile to hide her deep sorrow from her grandmother. Meanwhile, Winson still stood outside the apartment where Lorain was staying, but she hadn’t come out of her room. "Should I go in? Or should I just wait for Lorain to come out?" he asked himself. "Lorain, are you in there? Can I come in?" But there was no answer. So he decided to go inside. "Lorain!"
“Looks like you already know us men all too well, huh, Frank?” he said with a laugh. “When do you plan on visiting Lorain?” “Keep me updated. Maybe I can help,” he added with a grin while talking to Frank on the other line. Suddenly, a book fell behind him from the back of his library. Lando quickly turned to where the sound came from and immediately approached it. Because of the noise Vina made, she panicked and quickly hid, praying that her boss wouldn’t see her while she was spying on him. “Hold on, Frank. I think someone’s here inside. Let me check who it is,” Lando said. He saw the book lying on the floor. It had fallen from a high shelf—impossible to drop on its own without something bumping it. Seeing no one around, Lando went back to what he was doing. As soon as Vina heard him leave, she snuck out of her hiding spot. But just as she was coming out, Lando accidentally stepped on her fingers, making her scream: “Ouuccchhhh!” Turns out, Lando only pretended to leave. H
"Did you get my message, Frank? I’m sure you’ll be pleased with the news I found.” “Uhmm... just make sure I’ll really be pleased. Because if not—you might not get the money I promised you.” “I’ve found Lorain. Good news, right? Now hand over the full amount you promised me before I give you her exact address. It’s up to you what you want to do with her.” “What are they planning to do to Lorain? What are they up to?” said the woman who overheard the conversation. Meanwhile, in Winson and Ricca’s life: Winson had no idea that Shane, his child, had already returned to the mansion. Ricca was planning for them to live there permanently and was also planning to sell the land where their current house stood. “The mansion is too big for Mama. So I want us to live there starting now. I also plan to sell this house,” Ricca told Winson. Winson stayed silent, saying nothing about Ricca’s plans. Lorain still occupied his thoughts ever since the night before. “I thought I no longer had fee
Winson lifted his head when he felt Ricca's hand slip inside his underwear. She was holding his manhood. Goosebumps rose all over Winson’s body at that moment. As he thought of Lorain’s curves—remembering how she danced at the bar—Ricca’s lips began tracing up his chest until they reached his lips. Winson responded with a kiss the moment Ricca’s lips landed on his. Their lips and tongues danced with each other. “I’ll never get tired of kissing you, Lorain...” he whispered in his mind while exchanging tongues with Ricca. But even as he was doing that with Ricca, only Lorain filled Winson’s thoughts. "Ughhh... uhhhhhggg..." echoed the sounds of their kiss. Ricca quickly took off Winson’s clothes and climbed on top of him. "Ahhhh! Ahhhhuggg!" Ricca moaned as she slowly lowered herself onto Winson’s manhood. Winson gasped each time Ricca moved up and down while straddling him. "Uhhghhh... Lorain... just keep going..." he moaned in his mind. Unable to hold back anymore, Winson laid