Romans & histoires Hyacinth Bridgerton

Nakatayo si Hyacinth malapit sa entrance ng studio B, ang mga braso niya ay nasa sa dibdib, at ang panga niya ay nakadiin habang nakatitig ng masama sa ex-husband niyang para bang wala lang sa kanya ang presensya niya. Well, kay Vash naman, wala naman siyang intensyong makaharap si Hyacinth ngayon at hindi niya rin naman inaasahan na nandito ang kanyang ex-wife, dumaan lang siya para kausapin ulit si Víchèlle at magpasukat na. Without his bride... Pero bakit kay Hyacinth parang lahat ng malas sa mundo, sinabay ngayong araw na 'to? Sa daming pwedeng makasabay, ex-husband niya pa talaga? Argh! Jeesuz!

Sigaw ni Alejandro ngunit, imbes na matakot ay ngumisi lang si Bridgette ng malandi. Bridgette walked like a slut while she’s wearing a red hot tube dress five inches above the knee and her lips wore red lipstick. Kulang nalang ay maghubad ito sa pagiging desperado nito gayong hindi naman naakit si Alejandro sa ginagawa nito. “I invited myself in since I’ll be the Queen of this mansion soon,” Bridgette seductively said while looking at Alejandro like he’s a piece of meat. Alejandro looked at her disgustingly. “Out now!” He coldly said at the woman. Bridgette is a hard-headed bitch. She remained standing and slowly removed her clothes.

Si Bridgettine ang bagong pasok na Gemstone at halos kaedaran ko lang siya. Bridgettine would be under the silhouette of Aquamarine. She had fair skin, a charismatic and innocent appearance, chinky eyes, and a sexy hourglass body. She was indeed a living doll with her jet-black wavy long hair. She was the replacement for Ate Yeona’s position. But for me, Ate Yeona was irreplaceable in the Gem, and also in my life.

he said. I stared at him for a moment before replying, "Hyacinth." Tinitigan ko siya. He looked clean with a bit of bad boy aura. Muka siyang modelo ng mga underwear. "Well, Hyacinth, why are you alone here?" he asked with a flirtatious edge lacing his voice. "You're here, so I'm not alone anymore," I humoured him. Natawa siya nang mahina. "A beautiful girl with a sense of humor."

"B-bakit ako ang inaalok mo niyan. You have a girlfriend at siya ang ipinunta mo rito. And then now, ako ang aalukin mo ng kasal? Lasing kana ata eh." He just shrugged and drank his wine again. "Marriage is not simple as you need a bride, Ashton. Isa pa, we don't know each other. Walang history na magkakilala tayo o close tayo sa mga unang panahon." Huminga ito ng malalim. "Everyone is expecting me to get married when I come back after I chased Yvette." "Yvette, who?" "My ex-girlfriend." Napapatango ako. "Buy... are you serious? Wala na talaga kayo?"

sagot naman ni Anya na ngayon ay nagpapahid ng lipgloss sa labi pagkatapos ay tinawag naman niya si Gab na kausap ang driver namin at tila may ibinibilin. Gabriela, my sister, is wearing a Donna Morgan dress. It’s got a beachy vibe but is classic in style with accordion pleating and the stark white top and Chloé Lou recycled crochet and rubber flip flops. Pina-french braid nya lamang ang buhok niya sa akin kanina saka naglagay ng light make-up at nagsuot ng LV sunglasses. She looks stunning, from head to toe.

Nakasuot siya ng kulay silver na fitted gown habang kumikinang ang mga rhinestones sa bawat sulok nito. Ngumiti naman agad ako. “Ganoon din po kayo, Lola, ang ganda niyo po ngayong gabi.” Marahan niyang kinurot ang pisngi ko, “Come here, I will introduce you to my relatives—” Napakunot-noo naman agad ako, “La, asan po si Dickran?” tanong ko. Hindi ko siya makita kahit saan. Wala akong nakitang kahit anino niya sa gitna ng mga bisita.

Nakasuot ito ng silk tunic dress at gold accessoiries. It was Isabella Pryce, the wife of Bertie Pryce, an owner of a tech company. Sandaling natigilan si Lily, natuwa dahil naalala niya ang impormasyong iyon. Ipinakilala siya ni Liam sa ginang na malugod siyang tinanggap at niyakap.

Pagbukas ng kurtina, nakita ko si Mira na naka-cross legs sa velvet couch, may hawak na champagne, ngiting-ngiti. Pero bago pa ako makapagtanong kung anong kalokohan na naman ‘to, may boses akong narinig sa gilid. “Well, if it isn’t my sweet, sweet stepdaughter.” Para akong binuhusan ng yelo. Naglakad palabas ng loob si Lorraine—elegante, nakasuot ng navy-blue na blazer at pearl necklace na parang sinadyang ipang-asar sa akin.

PROLOGUE Upon looking at her face she is really pretty and no doubt why he loves her so much. Her eyes, nose, lips, hair, she's almost perfect. I can feel her breathing, I can see her every time she blinks and every time she gulps. I can see her very clearly. She almost had all that I wanted. But why is she looking at me with sad eyes? "Hinding hindi ko dapat pagsisihan ang bagay na 'to," bulong ko sa sarili.