Lahat ng Kabanata ng Seducing the Enemy.: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

He entered the office with his shirt untucked, his tie loosely knotted, wearing black glasses. A cigarette rested on his lips, and an elegant Hugo Boss jacket casually hung off his shoulder. The people he bumped into in the hallway greeted him in their usual manner, but behind his back, they murmured among themselves. For the first time since they had known him, they saw him with this somewhat unkempt appearance. He slammed the door shut and poured himself a drink. "Isn't it a bit early to start drinking?" Ankit asked, poking his head through the door. "The night ended badly, the day started badly..." Yukio tossed a paper ball at him. Ankit caught the paper, hastily unwrapped it, and read it, then looked at his friend. "Damn it! That doesn't look good at all." He approached and poured himself a drink to join his friend. After a pause, he interrupted the silence. "Although this confirms our suspicions

The invitations were delivered a month before the ceremony, and the photographs announcing the engagement were published weeks before the scheduled date. Mrs. Aya Tanarro met with Ankit Matsume, Tori's mother, in the morning. There was no doubt that the natural talent of the great Aunt Aya was to appear; they spent the afternoon selecting the menu for the grand reception that would follow the ceremony. "Tori wants something simple," said Mrs. Tanarro. "I agree with you, dear. A champagne tower is an exaggeration," she replied, realizing they needed to reduce some extravagances to lower expenses. Finally, the two came to an agreement, and Mrs. Tanarro returned to her small apartment, complaining about everything she had to do to hide her poverty while, at the same time, envying and criticizing Tori's mother. "That's not the wedding my Yukio deserves... And I had to endure that Matsume woman showing off her daring English hat. It doesn't even suit her; she has a round and chubby fac

Tori continued crying on the park bench; the elderly couple left quietly under the pretext of bringing her some water, but they had no intention of returning. At the first opportunity, they turned onto another path in the park. “ I keep seeing strange things in this park..." “ Poor girl, she's heartbroken... Should we go back and help her, dear?" “ If you go back, I'll leave you outside the house, as if I didn't know you just want to keep staring at her legs... Come on, walk towards the house!... Move, it's getting late!" Tori hugged herself, burying her head between her legs. The idea of growing old with her beloved Yukio faded from her mind. A strange contradiction was growing inside her”on one hand, the desire to return to his arms, and on the other hand, the sense of freedom she had experienced hours before made her feel liberated. A hand landed on her

She returned to the building and tried to enter as if nothing had happened, but the security guard prevented her from gaining access to her own apartment. Angrily, she asked why she couldn't enter her own apartment, and the guard didn't say much. He only pointed to the group of suitcases piled up in a corner and indicated that the lady had expressly requested to prohibit her entry. Her icy face turned pale. She lit a cigarette, driven by pride, she grabbed all her suitcases and stuffed them into the car as best she could and drove away. She had just become homeless with nowhere to go. She couldn't return to her mother and brother's place. He himself had said that he would never live in that small apartment again, enduring Yuselso's snoring and her mother's complaints. Worse yet, he had let his family know this after convincing his girlfriend to let him live with her. He also couldn't go to his best friend's house. With t

"Hey!... Michael is my butler, and he's here to drive my limousine, not to carry your packages." "But you were the one who suggested taking me shopping. By the way, thanks for the card. I think I'll save the rest of the limit for my expenses this week..." "Do as you wish!... By the way, that card isn't a gift. I'll deduct each of your purchases from your salary." She entered the limousine angrily. "Let's go, Michael. I don't have all day, and I want to go home and wash my hair." "Wait!" He shouted, causing the butler to stop the limousine. "Now what do you want?" She responded, rolling down the window. Raindrops started falling, soaking everything in their path. "You better get in the limousine!" She ordered, opening the door. "If you stay in the rain, you'll catch a cold, and your nice new suit will get wet!" She was speaking to him tenderly now.&nbs