Ricardo stirred in his sleep due to the noise of a blow-dryer, his body felt tense, he tried shifting, but he failed. His eyes flickered open. He shifted a little until he was lying On his side, the deafening sound made him feel frustrated. Why would someone make so much noise in the morning? His sleepy eyes darted around the room until they stopped on a blurry image of someone sitting in front of the dressing mirror.Blinking a few times to regain his senses, Ricardo prompted on his elbows. His eyes greatly fixed on the woman. She was drying her hair, and Ricardo couldn't look away. He was angry, yes, that Alana interrupted his sleep, but what was she doing?He tried to look away, but he couldn't, she was only wearing a white towel exposing her slender legs. Her arms were exposed, and her hair was pushed to one inside, showing her neck. Ricardo lowered his gaze awkwardly And climbed off the bed, he scratched the back of his head awkwardly. It was hot right, he chuckled silently, he

When Alana woke up the next morning, she was surprised to find herself in bed. She looked around and found the room empty, and she was lying in Ricardo's bed. Pushing herself up, she ran her hands through her hair. Trying certainly to recall anything. “How did I get here?” She muttered and slowly climbed out of bed, she scanned herself, and she was wearing her nightgown…strange as it was, Alana wondered who changed her. The thought of Ricardo doing it made her hug herself in fear. Suddenly, the door opened, startling Alana, thinking it was Ricardo. But to her relief, it was Mrs. Marks who came in carrying a tray.“Good morning madam, it's good you are awake… I brought breakfast," Mrs. Marks said with a smile and walked to the sitting area. A confused Alana was disturbed. She scanned the tray Mrs. Marks came with and there was a heavy breakfast. “Mrs. Marks, this wasn't necessary," Alana said, wondering why Mrs. Marks was treating her like a special person. Mrs. Marks grinned and dr

Everyone was shocked, Brigitte was the most shocked. She followed Ricardo to the hospital, and so did Camilo. Alana was in critical condition. Ricardo kept yelling at the doctors to do their jobs correctly, or they would face his wrath.Brigitte felt guilty, she didn't know what to do besides to pace in the waiting room. Camilo entered the private waiting room and Brigitte stopped.“Did you give her anything?” Camilo walked up to her and asked coldly, she stared at him in disbelief. How could he ask her such a question? She considered Alana her friend. Why would she do anything to harm her?“So you knew about this…why didn't you tell me,” Brigitte asked, ignoring his question completely. She wanted to know if Camilo was aware that Alana was Ricardo's wife.“Does it matter…she's his wife,” Camilo scoffed and walked right past her. Brigitte was furious as she turned around to look at him.“You two are just the same…this is what you do huh…she's his wife, but he treats her like a strange

Alana pouted cutely and ate her soup peacefully. In actual reality, she was trying to avoid Brigitte's angry stare. Of course, Brigitte wasn't happy as she waited for Alana to speak up.“So, aren't you going to explain why…you lied to me,” Brigitte finally spoke and Alana licked her lips for a while and glanced up with an innocent facial expression? “Well, it wasn't a big deal,” Alana muttered more like to herself and Brigitte frowned even more.“He's your husband, and you didn't bother to tell me… Alana, I thought you considered me as your friend,” Brigitte lashed out and turned away from Alana, “Seriously, I didn't think it was necessary… and well, I was at peace working there without anyone knowing I'm his wife,” Alana replied hesitantly, Brigitte came to the house to see her after a few days of getting out of the hospital. She didn't stop scolding her for not telling her the truth about being married to Ricardo.“Everyone including me thought you were having an affair with the b

"It's just a three-month contract, you'll work for me for three months," Rocco said and placed a file on the desk and half sat near Alana. She adjusted her skirt and shifted a little away from him."What exactly will you achieve huh?" Alana asked, wanting to know what exactly was his problem. Rocco let out a chuckle as his lips quivered upwards."I want you Alana…just say yes to being my wife and I promise to give you everything you desire," he muttered softly looking straight into her eyes. Alana felt uncomfortable under his gaze, hence she averted her eyes from himAfter he forced her to have breakfast with him. He brought her to the headquarters and gave her a tour of the place."I'm a married woman, is it too hard to understand," she only said yes to him because she wanted to protect Ricardo and his company from getting ruined by Rocco. The man was so shameless as to openly say something so shameful. "What do you know about him?" Rocco asked, narrowing his eyes suspiciously and