I was already on my way out of our house to visit my brother Leoncio, when I heard the doorbell ring. I put my bag first inside my car and walked quickly towards the front door. "Wait a minute," I stopped right before opening the door, as I saw Dylan who was just looking at me with his arms crossed over his chest. "What are you doing here?" I asked him. "I need to talk to you, Dianna." "If it's about the old matter, just forget it. I also don't care what your opinion is about my husband and me. Besides, as long as it's only possible, I don't want to see you again." "I didn't come here to argue with you. I just want you to listen, that's it." I stared at him. I could still see him glancing at my belly. "Fine, go on! I'll give you a few minutes. I have something to visit, and I still need to call my driver." "Aren't you going to let me in first?" My eyebrows meet as I rolled my eyes. "Wow! You are so demanding , Mr. Rios." I noticed that he held back his laughter, but he als

I slowly opened my eyes, confused about my location. Looking around, I realized I was in the hospital. I feel so weak, like there's something wrong within me. "Thank God, you're awake now," Chelsea said. Behind her was Dylan."M-My baby? What happened to my baby?" She approached, holding my hand, and remained silent. I placed my hand on my belly. I noticed the way they exchange glances. My heart beat faster, I don't want to think that I lost my child. "Chelsea, speak up! I'm asking you! Is my baby okay?" They exchanged more worried glances. I tried to sit up, but Chelsea restrained me."What's going on? Why won't you answer me?" I stared at Chelsea, and suddenly, she started to sob. When I looked at Dylan, he averted his gaze."D-Dianna... Your baby didn't make it." I pulled my hand away from Chelsea. I feel my throat go dry. My eyes fill with tears as my body goes numb. A sob escapes from my mouth. Chelsea move closer to me and holds me tight. I bury myself into her shoulder. My bo

When I got close to him, our eyes briefly met. His look used to make me feel warm, but now all it did was evoke a mix of melancholy and rage in me. And he had the gall to look at me like that after cheating on me and being the reason why I lost our unborn child. That fucking son of a bitch. "Dianna..." He stood up from his seat. There was a smile on his lips as if he was going to hug me but I blocked my hands. "Don't you dare, Mr. Rodriguez." The smile on his lips disappeared. "I didn't come here to feel the embrace of a demon." His lips parted. "Ma'am? The private room is ready?" I nodded to the owner of this restaurant. "Follow me," I said coldly and then passed him, as I walked to a private room. "We are fine here. Thank you." "You're welcome, Ma'am!" The tension was evident as we sat down. I feel that he is no longer the Lucas that I loved. He has really changed a lot and I will also change a lot about myself. As I gathered my strength, I took a deep breath and lo

I entered the opulent office, which smelled like leather-bound volumes and had oak furniture. Each step I took was echoed by the polished marble floors. I couldn't believe I had returned to Pangasinan and had agreed to take on the position of CEO of the business that was in my family for many years. I took a deep breath as I headed towards the conference room. I still remember the last time I joined this company. I was still young then, because I always avoided Mom and Dad's wish that I inherit it and run it. I can also say that a large part of me is ashamed of my parents, because I chose to prioritize my happiness over my dreams. If I had only known that my relationship with Lucas would lead to this, I would not have poured all my time and wealth into him in the first place. The big windows in the room looked out onto the greenery beyond, bathing the space in the gentle glow of early sunlight. I inhaled deeply and moved to the CEO's chair, where I found a stack of papers and

"We then expose his immoral conduct to the media, to the rest of his company partners, and to the entire globe, striking where it hurts the most," I said in a low, calculated voice. I will make sure that everyone knows if what a worthless CEO he is. The night is cold and silent as I poured another wine on my glass. I'm in my work room, with the lights dimmed but not completely off. A small desk lamp hangs above my head, illuminating an old notebook where I put my initial revenge plan. "It's really funny how I once loved you dearly, Lucas. But here I am now planning how to make you fall," I whispered and then took another sip of wine. For a few moments I found myself staring at the photo of Lucas with his mistress and daughter. Not a day goes by that I don't feel pain whenever I remember the situation where I saw with my own eyes that they were doing something obscene. Those days it was as if my world had collapsed and trampled my entire being. I never lacked my love for him,