Lahat ng Kabanata ng Signed to Suffer, Destined to Love: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Silvia pushed the door open as she tried to exit her boss's office. It was her duty to make sure she cleaned the office every morning before his arrival. Today was no different—except for the disaster that was just about to unfold.As she stepped out, she bumped into a solid object, leaving her momentarily dazed. Slowly looking up and ready to lash out at whatever that was, her heart skipped a beat as she saw what, or rather whom she had collided with — her boss, Ralph.“I am sorry sir,” she muttered apologetically. As she tried to regain her balance, she knocked over a cup of water which spilled over his crisp and expensive shirt. This was a really tense moment because she could see her boss fuming in great anger.“What in blazes is the matter with you?” Ralph asked angrily. He had just arrived at the office in a really bad mood, and this was not the best way to start his day.“I am really sorry sir,” Silvia kept pleading to receive mercy from her boss. But Ralph is a man who hardly

The office was filled with cold silence as the two parties just kept staring at each other.Ralph was trying to read her expression, while Silvia was just nervous.“I didn't hear you well. Do you mind repeating what you just said?” Ralph asked firmly. The way his tone sounded drove fear into Silvia's nerves.Silvia took a long, deep breath when Ralph asked her to explain the situation.“Please sir, I…I need… I need your help, sir,” she stuttered. It was evident that her fear had the most of her.The air-conditioning in the office was on but, she found herself sweating profusely. Sweat was running down her back, and she could sense the heat creeping up her neck under Ralph's intense scrutiny. She sat fidgeting in her chair with her legs trembling just slightly.“What do you need me to do? What is it all about?” He asked curiously.Even if he decides to help her, he needs to know where his money is going. That's how a businessman thinks.Yesterday's memory came rushing back like waves—t

“Where is my mother?” Silvia asked as she angrily pushed the doctor's office open. “You're here already. That's a good thing” The doctor stretched his hand, requesting that she have a seat.But Silvia was seriously pissed. She wasn't ready to sit down and have a peaceful talk with the doctor.“I can't find my mother in her ward,” she said angrily.The doctor, who now understood the reason behind her deep anger, started laughing very hard.Silvia just stood in shock, as she tried to check if there was anything on her that could amuse the doctor.“Your mother. She is in a private ward, and some doctors are trying to run some tests on her because of her surgery tomorrow” the doctor said.Silvia, who was not informed about anything of that sort, had to take a seat first before she would continue the conversation.“I don't understand. The surgery. But who paid for the surgery?” She asked confusingly, with a puzzled expression.“A man called. He refused to disclose who he was. All he did

Silvia’s eyes watered immediately, but she sniffed in the tears as quickly as they came. She was only given a little food before bed, and when it was time to sleep, she could barely get a wink of rest. She cried all night long.With the ache in her heart—a now familiar, relentless companion—she wondered how she got here? She had imagined one centered on partnership and love, not servitude. Though the notion of marrying Ralph had once posed desirable, now the ring on her finger felt heavy, as if an iron chain linked her to this gilded cage.The next day loomed before her like a shadow. She had to cook and then shop for things needed at the villa. Although there were numerous cars, she had been told that Ralph had strictly forbidden her from using any. She had no other choice but to walk to the supermarket, as she was not given money to board a cab either.Silvia trekked for close to an hour before she finally spotted a nearby supermarket.She noted the chatter and laughter of happy fam

“I…” “Sir Burke!” Donna's voice, cut through the tension like a knife the minute she entered the room, stealing whatever thought had been on Sylvia's lips. Feeling Donna's eyes heavy as they dropped on the glimmering ring on her finger, Silvia automatically held her breath. Donna's face darkened with strong disapproval; she stared hard, her eyes narrowed in a way that spoke volumes. “Who is this woman? What is she doing in my nephew’s room wearing that ring?” Sir Burke demanded, his voice sharp and unwavering. Donna grew extremely nervous. When Ralph’s uncle had told her he would be coming, she had never imagined this idiot would be here, pulling this kind of fucking stunt. She dreaded what Ralph would do to her for letting this happen under her watch. “She’s just a slave, Sir Burke,” she said. “Whose ring is that, then? Does it belong to my nephew? Is this girl a thief?” he bombarded her with more questions. “Certainly not, sir. Do not worry, my boss will take care of the issu