Third-Person POVFelicity went back to his room and immediately looked for his cellular phone inside his bag. When he found it, he immediately dialed a number, and after a few rings, someone who seemed to have just woken up answered on the other line."Are you busy today?" Felicity asked, he didn’t want to waste more time and wanted to jump into the real purpose of why he called him.“N-no, not today. I’m planning to visit my nephews—but that can wait until the afternoon,” Quintin answered while stretching his body before sitting down on the side of his bed and checking the time on his watch."Oh, great." Felicity sighed. "Elyana is going to the mall today. Now that we finally confirmed Lucas is stalking her, we can't ensure her safety," the matchmaker continued."Don't worry about that, I know people who can help us make sure she will be safe," Quintin assured him."I will leave it to you then. Don't forget to update me. I'll be in my office," Felicity responded, and he ended the call

Third-Person POV Around three in the morning in London, Lucas felt his cellular phone vibrating. He put it on silent mode before going to sleep and placed it on top of the bedside table next to him.Lucas reached for it with one hand to check why it was vibrating at that hour. There was an unknown number calling, but with the digits that he memorized, he knew who it was by that time.He immediately sat on the side of the bed and walked out of the room to answer the call.He had no idea why he was calling at such an hour. It was something he forbade him to do because Diane would be around and because the vibration would wake her up, had no choice but to answer the call and go outside."Why are you calling this late?" he asked almost in a whisper while walking down the stairs."S-Sorry, boss, I forgot the time difference," Ignacio replied, the man he paid to follow Elyana in the Philippines ever since she flew back to the country.He had truly forgotten, and because he had an importan

Third-Person POV"W-why you seem so concerned about that?" Felicity awkwardly chuckled and continued, "Quintin is a human too, you know. Who knows, maybe there was a problem in the office or some client called him and they were having some misunderstanding."His reasons didn't satisfy Elyana's curiosity. It was evident on her face, and because Felicity knew the real reason and was afraid Elyana would find out, he immediately thought of other excuses he could use to convince her."You know very well, girl, how stressful it is to manage a real estate company. You were in the same fields before. He was off to work and being the boss—he wouldn't really take a peaceful day off like normal employees."Elyana frowned, trying to remember if Quintin mentioned he took a day off for them when they were with him at the mall, and it seemed he didn't."I'm not sure if he took off today. Did he? Did he tell you?""I-I think he did," Felicity stammered. He took a little pause, pretending to be thinki

Third-Person's Point of View Never in her wildest dreams did she expect to hear Lucas's voice ever again after their divorce. At that time, it felt like somebody had poured a bucket of ice-cold water right on her head. She could feel the strong coldness creeping from her head down to her toes. Her heartbeat changed, and it was pounding like there was a rumble. Almost no words came out of her mouth because of the nervousness she was feeling at that time—more of a surprise mixed with anger that she was thinking of hurting the person on the other side of the line. Her chest started feeling heavy. Every breath increased the heaviness that later on felt like choking to death. They were both momentarily lost in the present, and Lucas was unable to use his courage to speak immediately, making Elyana think of ending the call because it was only a waste of her time. She also thought he was already gone, but because she heard a noise from the other line, she was sure that the caller was st

Elyana's Point of View We were already on our way twenty minutes before ten. My chest was pounding with nervousness as Felicity drove the car to the meeting place. Felicity was silent, like he knew I should prepare my mind first before facing my ex-husband. So, I took that chance to have an internal monologue to sort out which questions were to be asked and which were not. We reached the restaurant at nearly ten o'clock. Felicity parked right in front, where he could see through inside. He was also the one who picked the table where Lucas and I could sit and what parking space was perfect enough for him to observe. "See? I told you not to rush. He's not even here yet," Felicity shrilly said while raising his eyebrow. He was looking through the restaurant, and just like me, we didn't see any signs that Lucas had already arrived before us. I looked around to check if he wasn't there yet, and just right after I turned my head to the right, a black Mercedes Benz arrived. It parked j