Lahat ng Kabanata ng Pampered By His Uncle But He Wants Me Back : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Evelyn's POV “But you love her,” Rachel uttered and tangled herself for Nathan's lovey-dovey hold. I felt a little joy in one part of my heart when I heard that but the fear that it might be false killed that feeling. “You are the one I wanted from the beginning,” Nathan drew her close to him and it hurt so much because I have never been able to be childish around my husband to receive a treatment like this. I guess it wasn't hard for Rachel to achieve that side of Nathan; the Nathan I had craved all these years. I had wanted to be romantic with him. Our lovemaking was never because of love. The sole reason we ended up having sex is because he was happy about something and he celebrated it by having sex with me. And when he kisses me I would lose my senses and forget how he used to treat me because I've always wanted him to love me that way. He wasn't wrong. The marriage proposal came for Rachel and not me. I replaced her then because Rachel didn't want him. Why now? Why was she t

Evelyn's POV When I reached the gate, putting my bags in the car trunk with Mariam's help, my aunt's car drove by and it appeared to me that they would be celebrating another family union. The former me would have wished to belong but not anymore. I've decided and realized that I needed to start a new life. The freedom I've always wished for had finally been given to me. To think that I thought my pregnancy would reunite me and my husband. Now I'm glad that I never told him about my baby and I also don't plan to abort my baby. I wanted to remain single for the rest of my life and make my child my only family. Mariam touched my shoulder as I looked at the building behind us. “It's over now,” she reminded me calmly. “I know. I just can't believe that I chose to be in bondage all these years because I wanted them to like me. It was never worth it.” “You are right and I'm happy about the decision you made.” “To be honest, it wasn't easy,” I drifted my gaze to my friend. “I loved N

Evelyn's POV Mariam finished her birthday party at midnight and landed in bed next to me, exhausted and happy. The next morning, while brushing my teeth, she entered the bathroom to brush her teeth as well.“One of your guests trespassed yesterday, Mariam,” I still was upset about the matter. “What?” Mariam appeared surprised about my statement. I looked at my best friend and realized how beautiful she was. Her brown eyes weren't as big as mine and they were gorgeous. I fall in love with her over and over again when I look into her eyes. “Your guest,” I mentioned after cutting out of her mesmerizing gorgeousness.“What did she do?” “He was a he.” After my remark, Mariam spat the foamy paste in her mouth and glanced at me. “A he?” She made that face of trying to remember something after being startled. I expected that reaction.“Don't tell me something happened,” she quit remembering and widened her eyes at me. I pressed my lips into a thin line. “He was drunk,” I began to expla

Mateo's POV I watched as that stubborn lady with long brown hair left me alone at the table but her stern attitude toward me did not stop me from admiring her, especially when I saw how good she was at designing. Her designs were fire and I loved the ones I saw. I wondered how great were the designs of hers that I hadn't set my eyes on. I didn't mean to stop persuading her to work with me, but I suddenly became sick and was eventually diagnosed with malaria. It was serious and I had to take more than just tablets. I didn't expect to meet my nephew's wife at the restaurant I just wanted to check out while I was on my way to her house. My plan was to get something for her; perhaps she'd give me a chance to have a conversation with her if I bought something like food. But as fate would have it, we discussed the matter but she didn't give me a straight answer about it. I recognized that she was Nathan's wife after kissing her that night. I didn't intend to kiss Evelyn that night. My

Mateo's POV I brought out the sheet of paper and showed her. “This is a piece of marvelous art, Evelyn, believe me.” “So this is what you have that belongs to me?” She received it. “It's beautiful. Wait, is it because I'm not involved with any famous fashion industry you don't…” “No, Mateo,” she cut me off and I secretly melted because she called my name with that lovely voice of hers. “Why then?” She looked at me as if she was thinking of what to say. Then she went ahead and opened her mouth. “You won't understand.” “Are you scared that we'll fail?” She nodded hesitantly. “That's the worst that could happen and if we do lose, we can start all over again,” I said.“But I don't have money for all that, Mateo,” she finally declared. “And were you thinking you would be the one to take care of the bills?” Her eyes queried me. “No, you are not. What do you think of going to London with me? I was planning to ask you that after asking a doctor if it was okay for a pregnant woman to