Todos os capítulos de My Deceptive Heart: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

"You want me to make you some?" I couldn't understand it, but the words suddenly slipped out of my mouth and it was too late to realize what I'd said.Oh, damn it! Is this really me trying to please him? I can't believe my feelings would betray me just because I missed him for a few days..."Yes, please..." He replied, giving me an amused look.Strange as it may seem, I found myself getting him an instant noodle and making one for him. It's kinda odd because, for the first time in history, we were not arguing or fighting. We were actually talking as if we didn't used to hate each other before. I never thought this would feel so good — us not fighting or throwing insults at each other. Well, it's not too late to realize he was not as bad as I thought he was.He ate the noodles I made with the leftover steamed veggies on my plate with a huge appetite. I never thought he would enjoy s

Wearing a red sheath dress that is above knee length and pairing it with heels and a gold clutch, I turn around one more time to check myself in the full-length mirror. I style my hair into a low bun, curl the small section of hair on the side of my face, and let them fall loosely. I wear light makeup and pair it with red lipstick. I don't wanna brag, but I know I look simple but classy in my dress. One thing I was confident about is that I know how to dress myself elegantly at every event I attend, and that's another thing I learned in Paris beyond arts and painting. That's why I never fail to notice the awe and amused look on my husband's face the moment he saw me before we left the penthouse. Zeke was wearing a dark navy suit, a dress shirt with a matching pocket square, and a tie, and I must admit he looks dashing in his outfit.When we arrived at my parents' house, I never expected my Mom and Dad to warmly welcome and greet us as if they had been patiently waiting

"You're not close with your Dad, are you?" I heard him ask when we were in the car. Surprised. I never thought he was that observant of my situation earlier."You were uncomfortable and silent the whole time. Are you always like that whenever you're with your family?" Annoyance and bitterness crept into my chest because he hit the right spot. Not in the mood to explain or tell a lie, I stayed silent and ignored his questions."Why are you letting them treat you that way?" He keeps insisting, as if he doesn’t notice that I don’t want to talk about it.And if I'm not mistaken, am I hearing a tone of concern in his voice? With this man, how come it seems like he knows what I feel and is so attentive to my demeanor? Knowing him, he should have been insulting me for seeing another flaw in me, not acting like he's worried and concerned about my feelings."They're my parents. Do you want me to talk back and disrespect them?" I replied sarcastically.

Since I was young, I have been aware that I was destined to marry a woman chosen for me. It was a promised union that had been long overdue between our two families. My late father and grandfather never failed to remind me of this as I grew older.When I reached my teens and began taking an interest in women, I never pursued a serious relationship until I met Nicole Lopez. She was smart, incredibly attractive, practical, and confident. The kind of girl who knew what she wanted in life and how to get it. She worked as a flight attendant for a major airline owned by a friend, and we met on one of my friend’s private planes. We started flirting, then moved on to one-night stands that kept repeating.Nicole had always dreamed of being a model, and eventually a talent scout discovered her and offered to manage her. Ambitious and career-driven, she climbed to the top and became an international supermodel. That drive was one of the traits I loved about her, the reason

It was a marriage for convenience, alright. I never wanted this from the very start but I was left with no choice. It was actually a promised wedding that was supposed to be between the descendants of my grandfather and his best friend Buenvenido Hernandez. Since the two were both blessed with only children and both were sons, they decided to pass the agreement to their grandchildren. When Don Buenvenido Hernandez passed away, my grandfather voided the agreement and never tried to insist on the arranged marriage, since his dear friend was gone. But when Don Gerardo Hernandez’s company got into serious financial trouble, he used that old agreement to ask for help from my grandpa. Pleased, my grandfather never hesitated to promise help just as long as the arranged marriage happened and the two families finally united.I was against this marriage but my grandfather manipulated me by using my inheritance as a threat. It wasn’t that I was scared to be poor; I know I am efficient a