All Chapters of THROUGH THE WIND AND THE RAIN (ENGLISH): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

As soon as they reached the parking lot, Cayson stepped out of the building first, and she quickly followed. She trailed behind him silently, her steps matching his pace, and stopped only when he did— right in front of his sleek, luxury vehicle. The sight of the expensive car made her hesitate, but when he opened the passenger-side door for her, she tensed.“Get in,” he ordered flatly.Her brow furrowed in distrust. “Where are you taking me?”“Just get the hell in.”His harsh tone stung, but she obeyed, albeit with reluctance. She slid into the passenger seat, only to flinch when he slammed the door shut behind her without a hint of gentleness. He then circled the vehicle and got into the driver’s seat with the same cold, u

"What do you mean you're leaving? Where are you going? What’s happening, Rosenda Marie?" Connie’s brows were furrowed as she questioned her. Her eyes shifted between Rome and the papers she was organizing on her bed. "And what are those?""Transfer papers. I'm going to request a transfer from Montessori to another branch. As far as I know, they have one in Subic and another in Baguio. If they can send me to either of those, I’ll work until my belly starts to show. And once I think I can no longer hide it, I’ll resign and find another job. Maybe as a private tutor? I’m not sure yet.""But... but why?""Because this is the only way I know to spare the family from shame.""Wait, what?" Connie moved closer and sat on her knees in front of her. "What happened during your talk with Cayson? Why are you suddenly making such a drastic decision, Rome?""The jerk doesn’t want to marry me." Her voice trembled, thick with bitterness. "I kind of expected that, but what I didn’t expect were the thou

“Problem solved. Let’s just meet on Sunday to talk about the wedding.”Cayson was just about to step into his sleek, luxury car— polished to gleam even under the dim streetlights— when she instinctively reached out and gripped his arm, halting him in his tracks. The firm but hesitant grip made him glance back at her.His expression had shifted dramatically since they walked out of the house. Gone was the careful mask of warmth and cordiality he had worn in front of her family. The gentle smiles, the polite tone— everything had disappeared the moment they were out of earshot. Now, in the privacy of the street, the real Cayson Montemayor surfaced: cold, unreadable, and unyielding. This was the man she had despised since her teenage years— arrogant, untouchable, and insufferably smug. They were practically strangers bound by circumstance, not a

 She collapsed onto the couch again, this time with no grace left in her body, just a heavy, bitter kind of exhaustion. She turned to face the wide glass window, her eyes blank, her mind spinning in loops. Outside, the city stretched out before her, glittering with the kind of indifference only a cruel universe could offer. The scene before her looked like it belonged on a cinema screen— a slow, torturous film montage of the last few days that refused to end.What a sick joke this all was.God, why did You hand me this life? What did I ever do to deserve this?This year had already handed her one disaster after another, but tonight— tonight was the grand finale. And it all started with him. That man. That Caligh Carson Montemayor.It was only the first night of their arranged marriage, and already, she was disgusted. Not sad, not disappoint

"Why are you wearing your uniform?"She jumped, startled, instinctively placing a hand on her chest when she heard Cayson’s voice from the bathroom doorway. She spun around sharply and found him standing there, arms crossed, eyes scanning her from head to toe with a look of quiet scrutiny.“Would it kill you to clear your throat first before speaking?” she snapped. “You nearly gave me a heart attack.” She turned her back on him and continued walking towards the vanity table— one his grandmother had recently bought just for her. Sitting down, she began brushing her hair, glancing sideways at him as she did. He was already dressed in formal office attire, looking fully prepared to head out.She had woken up that morning to find his side of the bed empty. Assuming he had already left early for work, she decided to get ready herself and prepare for h