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CHRISTY:Clara's eyes widened, while she pointed her hands at me. I had enough.My Dad just died. I learned my Mom cheated on my Dad while he was still alive. My husband loved a woman who was already dead. Could you blame me for what I answered? Clara. She never failed to blurt out the things in her head. "Did you hear that, Everette? Did you hear your wife? She disrespected me! Your relatives heard it, too! She embarrassed me in front of the other people,” she cried out. “She has no respect.” Clara looked at me with disgust. Everette heaved a sigh while his hands snaked around my waist. Clara was watching all her son's movements, and the more Rett was getting touchy, the more she was angrier. “Why don't you tell her to exercise? Having a fat body has a lot of disadvantages.”Fat. Finally. She was able to use that word.“Mom. You're disrespecting my wife, too,” Everette declared in a controlled voice. “Don't call her fat. She's the sexiest woman in my eyes.”Clara looked at me

EVERETTE:I shook my head as I stepped out of the cabin, bewildered as ever. What happened to that woman? I thought she was already fine, but now, she was imprisoning herself in the cabin and wanted to ask for divorce. Was she on her period? I heard women were usually cranky when they were. Perhaps that was what was happening to her?My brows furrowed as I struggled to look for answers on what was happening to her. Did I do something wrong? If I did, what was it? I could not remember anything. Glancing over my shoulder, the door of our suite stateroom was closed. Just like what I left earlier. What if I go back and say sorry? Would that help? Maybe a simple sorry would change her mind.Damn. I could not afford to have divorce right now. “Everette?”My eyes searched for the source of that voice and saw Beatrice rushing towards me. She wore shorts and a blank top and paired it with slippers. Beatrice’s husband did not tag along. Good. They were always together. There were times when

EVERETTE:I could not hear what they were talking about. Christina's shoulders were relaxed and comfortable as she continued talking to Vince as if they were long-lost friends. Vince had this knack to make the women fall for him in a snap of a finger. What if Christina will fall for his charms?I shook my head.That was not going to happen. She said she loved me. Feelings fade, Everette. Especially if you're not doing anything. "Mister. You're blocking my way," said a child with goggles on top of her head. She looked at me with pure curiosity in her eyes. I was brought back to the present. "Oh. Sorry." I stepped aside, allowing her to run to the next side of the pool. As if reminded of something, she stopped. "Oh. My sister wants your number, Mister. May I have it?" she asked. Scanning the surroundings, I saw a brunette woman wearing a purple two-piece suit and waved at me. She had a body to die for, but she did not interest me at all. I preferred chubby women. Seeing who I

CHRISTY:I met men like Vince. They were the stubborn type and above all, the flirt. They thought they could easily wrap the women around their fingers just because they were handsome.Too bad. I was no longer the type who would jump at every opportunity after seeing a hot man. “You want me?” I asked, raising one eyebrow. "You're dreaming. You cannot have me. You won't have me at all." But if I was single, I would definitely have a taste of him. Let's see if he was as delicious as he looked. "I want to know you more, Miss Christina. I want to know why my cousin who loved Eden married you."I folded my arms in front of my chest. "Don't you think it's obvious?""That he loves you?""No." Why would he love me when he made clear that it was Eden until now? “I think it's quite obvious who he loves as of the moment. No one would love a fat woman like me.”“There's nothing wrong with your body, Miss Christina,” he insisted as if I would change my mind. “Everette married you. It meant he

CHRISTY:I mentally shook my head, at my foolish thoughts. I must have always thought of him so that I could see him even if he was not here. I meant why would Everette come here?Did I miss my husband so much that I was imagining this already? Damn it. I need to order more beer to forget him. I had to remember that I was the one who insisted on our divorce so I should not act as if I was desperate to have him. If only he would love me, which he won't be doing any moment from now. Making him fall for me was something that I would never succeed in. There was Eden. There was also his mother Clara who deeply hated me to the core. That the only thing that was lacking was to curse me. Even if it was indeed Everette, which I knew he wouldn't be, I had no say in that. His family owned this cruise ship and I was nothing but one of the guests. Why could he not when he also enjoyed places like this? He was not some kind of man who was allergic to meeting men. Or maybe he was back at our