His Secretary By Day, His Wife By Contract
“I suppose the younger generation still believes in such things. How… quaint.”
Her words were dipped in honey, but the sting was unmistakable.
I shifted in my seat, throat tightening. Pinagdududaha niya kaya kami?
Matthew’s jaw clenched, but his voice stayed smooth. “Sometimes, Mamita, fate is just another word for timing. And timing has always been important, hasn’t it?”
Her sharp eyes slid to him, then back to me, glinting with amusement. “Perhaps. But timing alone is not enough to build something that lasts.”
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