Valerie's POVThis must be one of his girlfriends and probably one of the girls he would ask to become his sex partner.She looks like a model with her long legs and curvy shape. I am curvy too and I have long legs as well but her outfit beats mine, reminding me of how I haven't been taking advantage of being a billionaire's wife.Her jewelry is from one of the top stores in New York and her handbag is a designer's handbag.I totally forgot all about Fred until he clears his throat to get my attention. I was shocked to see him, but not as shocked as seeing him with a different girl yet again.I keep expecting to see him with Brenda now and then. I keep wishing desperately for the assurance that those two are making my breakup worthwhile by being together but from the look of things, they aren't.It's either Brenda has already dumped his silly ass or he never loved her the way he loved me.Frankly, I felt that emotion again. That pain always strikes my heart, making me feel like someth

Valerie's POVRyan's ex-girlfriend is the third girl I saw alongside Fred and Brenda the other day I had a nightmare.I had the same nightmare today and I was able to recognize her better than that day when I found her familiar.That isn't what is baffling me but the fact that she is there with Fred and Brenda and why I keep dreaming about them.Who is she to Fred? Does she know Brenda too?Summoning up enough courage to get up from the bed, I do so, reminding myself of what happened last night at the restaurant.Everything almost ended badly because Fred and that woman showed up, getting Ryan all reeled up. I still don't know what to make of his anger towards Fred and why that woman was with him.I don't understand what is going on really and why Ryan is not making an effort to clear the confusion. Does he expect me to force him to answer me? Why did he ignore my question when I asked him who she was last night? Is he ashamed to call her his ex-girlfriend? What exactly transpired be

Valerie's POVFred is blackmailing me to have lunch with him because I bumped into his car. I've spent two hours with him already and it's noon.Determined to piss me off, he asked that I take his car to a mechanic. Fortunately, I found some notes in Ryan's car and after getting the car fixed, he demanded to have lunch with me.I know I am not supposed to agree to have lunch with my ex-boyfriend. I am supposed to hate him and spite him so much for trying to hurt Ryan but Fred has become so unfamiliar to me and I guess my curiosity made me give in."You still look beautiful", he comments, making me take the straw away from my mouth as I stare at him.I didn't have breakfast this morning before going out. By the time we were done fixing his car, my stomach was already rumbling and that was why he suggested we grab lunch nearby.With a proud smirk, I remark. "Just like Brenda."He turns his face away and curses under his breath. "Brenda is nowhere close to your beauty, Val and you know i

Valerie's POVKissing two men in a day is something I never saw coming. This is another thing that reminds me of my friendship with Brenda who used to call me a judgmental bitch jokingly.Now that I think of it, I'm sure she meant it.I always nag her for going out with more than one man in a day and she tells me it's nothing.All my life, I have always wanted Fred to be my only man. Even after he left, I didn't see the need to want to kiss some other man. I was irritated by the thought of it and now, I did not just kiss Ryan but also Fred in just a day.When Fred kissed me, I was mad. Mad at myself for allowing him to do that. And mad at him for thinking he can get me jelly in the legs by kissing me.But when Ryan kissed me, I wasn't mad. Disappointment is the word for what I feel. Almost two months ago, Ryan and I could barely stand each other. We signed a contract and he made some rules to ensure that we do not cross the line but he is the one breaking the rules himself.I am high

Valerie's POVWith my hands tightly wrapped around him firmly and my head on his back, I let the sound of the motorcycle engine drown my thoughts, concerns, and worries.I am also ignoring the suspicion I am having about Ryan lying to me about the kiss. I don't want to think about anything now. I just want to enjoy the evening air brushing past my face and hair.If I wasn't in a sad mood, I would have loved to shout into the air with one of my hands flying around and the other holding onto Ryan as he drives.I don't know where he is driving me to but I don't care. I just want to be far away from that cold room and let my worries go.My father is still in the hospital. I wanted to spend the night with him but my mom insisted on having me gone. From her persistence, I can see how much she wants me and Ryan to work unlike what I told Ryan a few minutes ago.Even with that, I still believe that the person who needs this sort of assurance is his mom, not my mom. My mom is just after the mo