CEO's Forgotten Lover のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Aya’s POVAaminin kong naiinis na ako kay Adrian. He was becoming unprofessional sa ginagawa niya sa akin ngunit a part of me understood kung bakit parang desperado na siyang masagot ang mga tanong niya.His gaze kept on switching between me and his phone, parang binuhusan ng malamig na tubig sa hindi ko mawaring dahilan.“Sir?” Pagtawag ko dito.Ilang segundo pa ang nakakalipas pero nakatitig lang siya sa akin.“Sir, are you okay?” “Yes,” he said shortly kahit halatang hindi naman siya okay. If anything, mas lalo pa siyang naging seryoso.“Come here.”Napakunot ang noo ko. “Excuse me?”“Come here,” he repeated, this time more impatient.“Sir, if this is about the meeting—”“It’s not.”“Then—”“Just come here, Ms. Reyes.”The way he said my name made my chest tighten. Nagdadalawang-isip akong lumapit sa kanya.“Look at this,” he said.I frowned. “Sir—”“Just read it.”He turned the phone toward me. It was messages…from an unknown number. Habang tumatagal ang pagtitig ko sa telepono a

Aya’s POV “...it involved you.”Tila kinilabutan ako sa sinabi niya. It used to be just a speculation. But right now, he was totally certain.And after everything na nalaman ko ngayon, I think it is too much.“Please, I have to go.” Mahinahong sabi ko sa kanya. I was so tired at parang anumang oras, bibigay na ang ulo ko sa daming information ang nalaman ko ngayon. I think he saw it too. I can’t bear more of this drama. So slowly, he let go of my hand. Defeated.My heart was aching. Ang bigat-bigat ng pakiramdam ko. I walked my way through the hall hanggang sa halos tumakbo na ako palabas ng building. Hindi ko alam kung saan ako pupunta. Ang alam ko lang ay kelangan kong lumayo.Kay Adrian.Kay Mrs. Vale.Sa lahat.“Aya!” Someone called my name. I stopped and looked at where the voice was coming from.Danielle.She was catching her breath, halatang napagol sa paghabol.“Ano’ng nangyari?” she asked, worried. “You just walked out—”“I need to go,” I said quickly.“Aya—” Hinawakan niy

Aya’s POV“Five years ago wasn’t an accident.” Slowly, these words started sinking in. Pakiramdam ko biglang huminto ang mundo ko. Hindi ako makagalaw. Hindi makapagsalita. Hindi makahinga. Unti-unti kong itinaas ang tingin ko kay Adrian. Nakatitig na siya sa akin—same reaction.“I-if it wasn’t an accident…” Naguguluhan na sabi ko, pinoproseso pa rin ang nabasa.“N-no. It can’t be.” May takot sa aking boses.Adrian looked at me. “What are you thinking?”He held my gaze for a minute na parang nagkakaintindihan kami kahit walang nagsasalita.“K-kung hindi accident…maaaring pinagmukhang accident?” The words left my lips slowly. But the moment they did, pareho kaming natahimik. Hindi rin kaagad nakapagsalita si Adrian but the way his jaw tightened and his eyes darkened, I know we’re thinking the exact same thing.“…That’s a serious claim,” he said finally, voice low. “Hindi ko naman sinasabing totoo,” mabilis kong sagot. “I’m just—trying to make sense of it.” “By assuming the worst?”

Adrian’s POVDays had passed since Aya subtly hinted to me that we truly had a connection in the past. Akala ko pagkatapos noon, magiging okay na kami. But everytime Aya walked in the office, she would not look at me–never a single glance. My jaw tightened as I watched her from across the room. She went straight to her desk, dropped her bag, and immediately buried herself in work. “Adrian.”I didn’t move nor talk. “Are you even listening, dude?” saad ni Marco, my best friend and our company’s lawyer.“What?”Sinundan ni Marco ang direksyon kung saan ako nakatingin. “Kung nakakatunaw ang titig, tunaw na yan.”“She hasn’t talked to me since that day.” I said, halata ang pagkadismaya sa aking boses.“Baka naman busy lang.” Depensa niya. “Forcing her to join in your campaign clearly added lots of work on her plate.”Whatever he said, I know something is wrong. This wasn’t her distancing herself. It was entirely apart.“She’s avoiding me,” I said.Marco leaned back on the sofa, crossin

Aya’s POVThe whole day felt heavy. Ilang beses kong sinubukan na mag-focus sa trabaho pero paulit-ulit bumabalik sa isip ko ang mga sinabi ni Papa at ni Mrs. Vale.I hugged my bag closer as I walked down the dimly lit street toward my apartment. Gusto ko na lang magpahinga. Huminga. Ayoko muna mag-isip-isip.Pagliko ko sa street namin, I saw a familiar figure leaning on his car right across my building. Nakatayo siya sa tabi ng kotse niya, one hand in his pocket, the other holding something.My heart skipped. Was it—“...Adrian?” His name slipped in my mouth. Napatingin siya sa gawi ko pero may napansin akong kakaiba. His eyes were full of rage. His breathing was fast at tila ba kino-control ang sarili. He walked toward me habang hindi ko namamalayan na napapahakbang ako paatras.“How did you—” I started, my voice unsure, “how do you know where I live?” Nagtatakang tanong ko sa kanya. Hindi siya umimik, bagkus mas lalo lang lumakad papalapit sa akin. “Were you there?”Napakurap ako