Dissolution Of Partnership Philippines

When I was seven, my father brought home a beautiful lady who gave me a box of mangoes. That day, my mother watched me happily eating those mangoes while she signed her name on the divorce papers. After that, she jumped off the roof of our building. From then on, mangoes became the nightmare of my life. So on my wedding day, I told my husband, Alan Holt, "If you ever want a divorce, just give me a mango." Alan pulled me into his arms, quiet. From then on, mangoes became off-limits for him, too. On Christmas Eve of our fifth year of marriage, Alan's childhood sweetheart, Larissa Fennimore, left a mango on his desk at the office. The very same day, Alan announced he was cutting ties with Larissa and fired her from the company. That day, I truly believed he was the man I was meant to be with. Half a year later, I flew back from overseas, having just closed a partnership deal worth about 200 million dollars. At the celebration dinner, Alan handed me a drink. After I had finished half the glass, his so-called childhood sweetheart, the woman who had been kicked out of the company, stood behind me with a big grin and asked, "Does the mango juice taste good?" I stared at Alan in disbelief, and he was trying hard not to laugh. "Don't be mad. Larissa insisted I played a little joke on you. I didn't actually give you a mango; I just gave you a bottle of mango juice. But I think she's right. The fact that you don't eat mangoes is a real problem. You were really enjoying that juice just now." My face went cold. I lifted my hand and threw the rest of the mango juice in his face, then turned around and walked away. Some things are never a joke. I wouldn't kid around with mangoes or divorce.

On my birthday, I personally prepare 16 dishes. After setting up the candlelight, I open a bottle of red wine. I take a photo and send it to my husband, Eric Sinclair. "I'm working late tonight. Don't wait for me," he replies. I choose to believe him. But after midnight, I notice an Instagram story posted by Shirley Huxley, his secretary. Eric was there with her, dressed in the trench coat I once gave him. They sat side by side in the VIP seat of football stadium where my favorite Super Bowl take place. Entwined in a passionate embrace, they kissed beneath a sea of shimmering lights and the roar of thousands of fans. That game is the one I have always longed to experience with him. I look down at the cold food on the table. Eric's words keep ringing in my head. "I hate kissing." "Marriage is a partnership, not about love and kisses." Though we've been married for ten years, we've never shared a single kiss. Meanwhile, he's out there, kissing Shirley openly and passionately. Despite it all, not a single tear falls from my eyes. The next day, Eric settles into his chair, completely unfazed. "Return the gallery to Shelly," he commands. I nod quietly, saying nothing. Suddenly, Layla Sinclair, my daughter, comes running down the stairs and throws herself into Shirley's arms. "Aunt Shirley, you're my favorite. I don't like Mom!" In that instant, it hits me—the home I devoted my heart and soul to means nothing anymore. It doesn't matter that I've been married to Eric for a decade. Now, all I want is to find myself again. I decide to accept an invitation from the Parisoir School of Fashion Design. From this moment on, I won't wait for them to come home, and I won't look back.

Zandro's father exiled him to leave their mansion. He was just only 8 then when it's force him to leave in his foreign country. Together with his butler they moved to the philippines and lived a simple life. Not knowing the real situation he begin to feel a deep livid unto his father. He begin to shut off his self to anyone. But only one person can actually change him. A person which he didn't expect with to treasure the most. "ZANDROOO!" matinis na sigaw ng isang babae. Isang ngite ang namutawi sa kanyang mga labi bago ito tuluyang hinarap. "What?" paingos niyang tanong dito. Namumula sa galit ang may kaliitan nitong mukha at halos umusok na ang ilong nito sa galit. Nakakatuwa talaga itong pagmasdan kapag nagagalit. Ngunit isang malakas na batok ang ibinigay nito sa kanya dahilan nang pagkakatayo niya sa kanyang pagkakaupo. Napatingala ito sa kanya nang tuluyan na siyang tumayo. Halos hanggang balikat niya lang ito. "Hindi ka na naman pumasok sa klase natin. Isusumbong na talaga kita kay Uncle," panenermon nito sa kanya. "Tss." 'Bakit naman siya papasok sa loob ng room nila kung wala din naman ito doon.' "Umalis lang ako sandali dahil ipinatawag ako ni Ma'am Jie. Kung saan-saan ka na agad napapadpad gawain ba nang matinong estud-" Naputol ito sa pagsasalita nang hablutin niya ang maliit nitong beywang saka ito siniil ng halik. Halos ramdam niya ang paninigas nito dahil sa ginawa niya. Nang bitawan niya ang mga labi nito ay nakita niya sa mga mukha nito ang pagkagulat. "Your too noisy Eury," he huskily said and intertwined his hands with hers. "Bumalik na tayo sa klase." Hila niya rito. Eurydice Solarte is the Mafia's son obsession.

Si Alona Adarna, isang contestant sa Miss Pasig City 2020, ay hindi inakalang magbabago ang kanyang buhay nang makilala niya si Neil Custodio, isang napakagwapong billionaire na nagmamay-ari ng pinakatanyag na Airline Company sa Philippines ang Tropical Air at hurado ng patimpalak. Sa isang lihim na relasyon na walang kasiguruhan, nahanap ni Alona ang kanyang sarili sa isang mapait na sitwasyon—minamahal niya si Neil, ngunit para kay Neil, siya ay tila isang palamuti lamang-isang lihim na kasamang nagpapalipas ng oras. Sa loob ng dalawang taon, ang kanilang tago at masalimuot na relasyon ay lumalim, habang si Alona ay tinutulungan ang kanyang ina na magpagamot mula sa lupus sa Australia. Ngunit dumating ang oras na kailangan ni Alona tanggapin ang mapait na katotohanan—si Neil ay ikakasal sa iba. Ang huling gabi nilang magkasama ay nagbunga ng isang lihim na nagpapabago sa kanilang kapalaran at kailanman hindi maisasaayos ng tadhana. Habang si Neil naman, sa una ay masaya sa kanyang bagong kasal kay Wilma, hindi niya alam na may isang malalim na sugat sa kanyang puso na iniwan ng pagkawala ni Alona. Limang taon ang lumipas, Tahimik na pinalaki niya ang kanyang kambal at dala ni Alona ang lihim nila Emerald at Aniego. Sa kanyang pagbabalik sa Pilipinas, hindi inaasahang magkrus muli ang landas nila ni Neil-isang pagkikita na puno ng hindi inaasahang mga rebelasyon. Paano niya haharapin mag-isa ang pagiging dalagang ina na dulot ng huling gabi nila ni Niel?Makakayanan kaya niyang ipagtapat ang lihim ng kambal?At si Neil,paano niya tatanggapin ang katotohanan?Magdududa ba siya o mararamdaman ang masakit na katotohanan na sila'y kanya nga?

BREAKING NEWS PHILIPPINES. "Maagang nagkatraffic sa kahabaan ng EDSA at sa ibang bahagi ng Metro Manila. Dahil ito sa pagrarally ng maraming mga Filipino. Isinisigaw nila na bumaba raw si pangulong Chavez sa kaniyang position sa palasyo ng Malacanang. Nang daraya raw kasi ito sa election kaya nanalo sa pagkapangulo. Sa ngayon ay hindi maawat ng mga awtoridad ang napakaraming mga Filipino na nagrarally sa harapan ng palasyo. Paulit-ulit na isinisigaw nila na bumabana raw si pangulong Chavez sa kaniyang pagkapresidente. Nakakamanghang isipin na nagkakaisa ngayon ang mga Filipino para pabagsakin ang administration Chavez. Maging ang mga OFW sa ibang bansa ay nauna nang nagrally ang mga ito kahapon. Isinisigaw rin nila na bumabana si pangulong Chavez sa kaniyang position. Ganoon na lamang ang pagkamuhi ng mga Filipino sa pandarayang ginawa ni President Chavez sa election. Sa ngayon patuloy ang pagprotesta ng mga Filipino laban sa administration Chavez. Ikinagulat ng lahat ang nangyayari sa kasalukuyan. Tinawag na rin ito na People Power Number three of the Philippines. Sigaw naman ng iba ay itigil na raw ang pagpuprotesta dahil marami nang nasasaktan. Pero sabi ng mga nagrarally. Hindi raw sila titigil hangga't hindi raw si President Chavez bumababa sa kaniyang position sa palasyo ng Malacanang." END OF BREAKING NEWS PHILIPPINES "A poor creature begging on her death. But sorry! Welcome to the hell!" Chavez really want to kill me merciless. Nakatutok lamang ang hawak niyang baril sa noo ko. Nag-uumigting ang panga niya sa galit. Patuloy ang pag-iyak ni Dave habang tinatawag niya ako. Wala akong magawa dahil mahigpit ang pagkakahawak ni Chavez sa buhok ko. Nasasaktan ako ng sobra. I know this is my death. "Patayin niyo na ako! Handa akong gawin ang lahat kapalit ng buhay ng anak ko! Pakawalan niyo lang siya! Nagmamakaawa ako!"