Married By Mistake – Chapter 35
LUNA
It’s already been a month and Dylan is still courting me to get me back. And I also repeatedly reject him.
“Ma’am Luna, the stage and the catwalk are okay.” The staff that I assigned to fix my upcoming fashion show tomorrow.
ning out of time. Everything is okay and there is very little to fix so I left them
nodded. “Good. Take
s for a moment to rest my body.
face.
He said.
w is tomorrow.”
all of my models were already stumbling in the middle of the catwalk as it shifted its gaze to my husband. When I caught a woman staring, I immediately glared at her.
ls?”
cratched her head. “I’m sorry, Mrs
to talk.
ing in front of me and its warm blessing wrapped around my hand.
t?”
le around us
r firmly. I quickly stood up to get away from him but my senses immediately hurt. I close my eyes and my hand flew to my forehead. There were arms wrapped aroun
lf.” He whispered hotly.
pinning.”
caress my hair. “You’re too tired.”
t. This ain’t right. But it feels somehow soothing. My baby likes it.
ily. I squeezed the head even tighter between its neck.
y. “Yeah. I don’t want you to get mad at me.”
o much.”
m crazy for you, Baby.”
want to get along, it likes my body sticking to Dylan.
The last thing I remembered
iar room I was in. Dylan’s bedroom— No. Our bedroom. Our used to be the bedroom.
ealized that I had fallen asleep in his arms. I need to go home, Camille was worried.
t.
immediately got up and dressed more sensibly before looking for my outrageous husband. My feet
aw. ” (It’s a Filipino song)
and over m
so much. “Pagmamahal mo lang ang tanging pag-asa. ‘Di ko kayang mabuhay kung lalayo ka. ‘Di ko na kaya na humanap pa ng iba. Pagka’t ikaw lang ang t
“Hey.”
s doing and faced me. “Oh, you’re awake. Did my beautiful voice bother you?”
make your listener’s ears bleed.”
ver. I’m going home. Where are my clothes?”
off the stove and placed the fried rice on the plate before facing me. “Where else are you going, eh, you’re already here at our house?”
y home anymore, Dylan,” I said cold
returned my defence.
. I saw the pain smear in his eye.
should have trusted me right away, Dylan.”
rgive me anymore?” His voic
me, I still love you dearly. I’m very angry with you, but with just a ‘sorry’ of yours, I’m getting softer. But, then That’s different now, Dy
etter man now—”
don’t believe them anymore.”
er dropped. “
lking.
l getting ready for the fashion show.”
You’re not invited.
, invite me.” He said.
t. Never.”
lease.”
ritably.
ways.” He muttered.
e. I want to support you.” He begged
ed it,” I said, coldly.
’t be like this.” He folded our hands and kissed the back of my hand.
u made me be like this, Dylan. Blame yourself.” I mumbled.
t change past, but I couldn’t. If you don’t want to talk to me for the whole duration of the show, so be it. I will just support you from afar. I just want to be there. I want to be with you even though you don’t want to be with me. “
his lips. I missed that lips.
o. I don’t. I don’t. I do
ze.
your office later,” I said. “I have to go.”
her lips and the pleasure was obvious in her eyes.
kfast?”
ot hungry.”
.
But—
t take a taxi.”
“No. I’ll drive you home after we eat.” He said sternly and placed the hair that
trembled as his hands dropped t
ned as I felt it smell my hair down my neck.
ing, Dylan,” I said.