I want to be alone. That I don't want anyone talking to me. Especially Spencer. I don't want him to approach me when he's only around me. I am disgusted with him. I hate them all! Especially from daddy who kept everything from me. I am angry with him. "Mom?" She just enlarged her eyes in me. After I told her what I found out earlier. After I left dad's office. I know she knows something like dad, she also hid it. Because I can't hurt? Haha! THEY HIDE SO MUCH FROM ME! "Will it hurt me after knowing that? No... Because— I don't know! I ALSO DO NOT KNOW!" I can feel the tendon coming out of my neck now with the force of my screaming. I can't feel anything else since I left dad's office. If not everyone is angry... I can't say that I'm hurt. Because, it's like I guessed I was aware. But I am still surprised. "Kara, don't yell at me." Sh

WARNING: RATED SPG! Read at your own risk.Maxine went home to their province. She is dangerous here. Especially, there are people outside her condo waiting for her to come out. Reporters who have nothing else to do but gossip about the lives of famous people. Talk a lot. They just want to spread what they have to say.“Babe...” Spencer called to me. I wasn't paying attention to him. I am disgusted with him.Marga came here. She visited. The closeness of the two of them is ugly. Tsk!Yes, I am aware. Something happened to them both then... I don't want to think about it, my blood is boiling, grrr!"Babe, I don't know what's wrong with me," his voice sounded like he was about to cry. He was standing behind the sofa. While me, just sitting here in the couch with a feverish head.I don't know if it's normal or just brought on by my pregnancy. That I get annoyed easily. I'm just annoyed now. I'm not in the mood to be happy today!I locked myself in my room and didn't com

There was an award that they invited me to. I don't even attend. Because I know I don't have an award to win. Also, Maxine is gone. All I know is that Marga won as 'Best Actress'. Good for her.I'm not jealous of her. It's just her way of getting close to my husband. Which is the reason my head is so hot that my blood is still boiling.  "Sen," I greeted my sister-in-law. Whom I think I just saw. I don't know where she went. Yes, I just saw her today. I missed her. It's a joke!  "You're pregnant?" She actually asked me. I gave her a sweet smile while rubbing the bulge in my stomach that she was looking at now. Her two eyes were still big in disbelief. All I know is that she knows I'm pregnant. Maybe she's acting again now that she doesn't know. OMG! I missed her teasing me. From what I noticed, she looks mature now. She doesn't look matured. Let's

SPENCER'S POVKara has given birth.I don't know what I can call my feelings right now. Because I'm a full-fledged father. Our baby is a boy. We got a BOY!Our baby is a premature baby. He was seven months old, when Kara gave birth. Which should have been nine months.The doctor said, it really happens in the seventh month of pregnancy. The baby can come out of its mother. It can be premature. It sounds ironic—Maybe the baby is excited to come out. That's why he came out of this world early.They admitted Kara for two days. After her normal delivery. The baby needs to be put in an incubator. Because he was a premature baby. Kara is quiet again, so I can't talk to her. I was worried about her. I know she is anxious about our son. She does not leave the room where our son place. She was just outside."I'll go home first. I will bring you food here.” Mommy Claire patted me on the shoulder before she left to go home.She found out that her daughter gave birth. So she came back here from C

WARNING:RATED SPG!                   READ AT YOUR OWN RISK   SEN'S POV We just continued kissing while we both stood together now. He was holding both of my cheeks and I was holding both of his cheeks. We exchanged saliva because of the intense kiss between the two of us. I felt we were both walking when I stopped. That's why he looked at me strangely. "C-Can we here on the couch?" I was stupid for asking him this question. His mouth fell open as he understood what I meant. Until he laughed. Maybe he understood. So I hit him on the arm and he grabbed it. "What are we going to do on the couch?" He asked innocently that I made him suffer. I'm getting shy. I don't want to continue. "Sit down!" I gave him a firm command, which he obeyed. He sat on the couch, a