Lahat ng Kabanata ng Once My Wife, Now the Woman I Watch on Forbes: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 28

Eunice POVMy mother stood there, her hair tied up with a scarf, eyes wide in surprise. Her face softened instantly."Eunice," she whispered, her voice shaking.Without hesitation, she opened her arms.I rushed into them.I couldn’t hold it anymore. Everything I had been keeping inside for so long just burst out like a dam that had cracked from too much pressure. The pain, the fear, the confusion, the weight of all I had carried for years finally broke loose. My chest felt tight, like something heavy was sitting on it, and before I knew it, my face was wet. The tears came pouring down fast and hard, like rain falling on a tin roof in the middle of a storm. I didn’t try to wipe them. I didn’t try to speak. I just reached out and wrapped my arms around her. I pulled her close, like my life depended on it. Her arms were warm, steady, and soft. She didn’t say a word, but she held me back, strong and calm. I buried my face into her shoulder, and the sobs came, deep from my stomach, s

David POVI left the hospital thinking I could somehow fix thingsthat maybe, just maybe, this whole madness with Eunice and the divorce could be reversed. I had saved her life. That had to count for something, right? Deep down, I thought it was a sign. A second chance. I told myself that saving her wasn’t just fate; it was a door swinging open again, waiting for us to walk through together.But reality hit me hard the moment I stepped into the house.The silence was deafening. The air felt colder, heavier. Something was missing.Eunice.She was gone.Not a note. Not a scent of her perfume. Not a single trace that she ever lived here. Her clothes? Gone. Her shoes? Not a pair in sight. Even the soft throw blanket she loved curling up in while reading on the couch.. gone. It was as if she had never existed here.And the sad part? I let this happen.I sat on the edge of our bed—my bed now—and stared at the emptiness. This wasn’t just a house without her. It was a heart without a beat. Th

David POV "No, Mom. I can't marry someone like Lizzy," I said, standing at the door, already halfway out. My heart was racing. I had to hold myself back from raising my voice.Mom sighed, sitting calmly on the couch, arms crossed. "She is not just someone, Eunice She's your friend. Your secretary. She's loyal. She knows your routine. She understands your business. What else are you looking for in a woman?"I turned back to face her. "Exactly, Mom. She is my friend and my secretary. That doesn't mean she should be my wife.""Alright," she said with a tone of finality, like she was tired of repeating herself. "You always feel you are right. But you’ll see one day. Get married to Lizzy, and you won’t regret it. Mark my words.""Never," I said softly but firmly, locking eyes with her. "I won't marry someone just because it looks convenient."Without waiting for another word, I picked up my bag and walked out of the house. I could still feel the weight of Mom's stare behind me. My phone

Eunice - POVBy exactly 6:55pm, I saw Uncle Bernard's car slowly pull into the compound. My heart skipped. I was surprised not just that he came, but that he came exactly on time. That small act reminded me of something my dad once said: "If someone values you, they'll value your time too." In business and in life, being timely matters. And Bernard had just proven that without saying a word.Thank God I had finished dressing up already. I took one last look in the mirror, standing still for a moment. My heart was already racing, and I hadn't even stepped outside. I ran my hands gently down the sides of my gown a soft, flowing diamond-colored dress that moved like water whenever I turned. It wasn’t too loud. It wasn’t screaming for attention. But it said something. Something calm, beautiful, and quietly strong. It hugged my body just right enough to make me feel feminine, enough to make me feel like myself again. Simple, but there was something elegant about it.I didn’t want to d