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Lizzie's POV . I FELT TENSE AND OVERWHELMED when I saw Kristoff among the board members. His solemn gaze met mine, and I felt a surge of hatred towards him. My mind felt cluttered and unfocused, adding to my discomfort. As my father continued to speak, I put on my best smile as he introduced me to the group. It was clear that everyone was pleased to see me for the first time. Although I used to attend meetings, I occasionally skipped them and relied on my father to handle things. However, I realize this was a mistake since I should have recognized that the company was declining. The meeting ended. It was only brief, and here I am back in my office. "The Architect has designed this space to your liking, and your husband has provided the amenities around the corner," he explained, gesturing towards the correct direction. Taking a deep breath, I pressed my lips together, grateful that Elizalde knew my preferences regarding stress relief at work. For example, it is helpful to do sm
Elizalde's POV . I couldn't take my eyes away from my wife. Her dress tonight is too much. It's too sexy, showing too much of her skin. As a result, she was the centre of attention, catching the gaze of every male in the room. Although my instinct urged me to shield her from their stares, I refrained from doing so, as I was aware of her dislike towards my protective tendencies. "You look so beautiful, darling Lizzie." As my mother arrived, warm greetings and embraces were shared. My dad gave me a quick hug and a reassuring pat while I greeted my mother with a tender kiss on her cheeks. "I must say, Mom, you look elegant and stunning," I complimented her, and she let out a soft chuckle. "Did you hear that, Lizzie? My son may seem sweet, but don't be fooled," joked Mom as they both shared a laugh. I shook my head and met my father's gaze. He gave me a knowing wink, indicating that we should give the two privacy to talk and welcome other guests. "Excuse me, my lovely." My father s
Elizalde's POV . Great! Now I am surrounded by my father's security team, and there's no other way out. I want my wife. Where the hell is she? What takes her so long to visit me? Don't tell me she's talking to that bastard again! Dammit. "There's no point in getting angry with little things, Elizalde. Look at what happened?" Don showed me the newspaper that he was holding. My jaw tightened as I looked at the front page. Bloody hell. They got a nice shot of Kristoff and me throwing punches at each other. Huh, really? Dammit. "The El Deal Real Prince little secret about his marriage." Don started reading it, and I rolled over to my left side, pretending I didn't hear him. I can't blame myself, and no one should blame me. It's normal for a husband to act that way. Simple. I don't have to explain myself. "I want my phone, Don. Give it to me." I stretched my hand towards him, and he stopped reading. Then, I heard his footstep, probably getting what I wanted. "Here you go." He hand
Lizzie's POV . "Woah, that was unexpected." My heart is still beating fast, and my hands are still shaking. The interview ended. It was only quick. They only allocate that minutes, especially for him. I couldn't keep my mouth together because I was still shocked. I looked back at my noodles, and it was waiting for me to devour them. Yeah, great! Another mess to add up in my love life. There was no secret anymore. The country knows about my love story. It's not even special! Elizalde explained the other side of me, protecting me from the bashers that called me a two-timer, a relationship wrecker of Elizalde and Emily, and many more. They love Snow. Of course, the people idolised her. A model and celebrity with much to offer in the industry. But every bitch and so plastic towards me. "I really love how your husband defends you, Lizzie. Can't you believe it? He's like a knight in shining armour with full gear. The sweetest man ever! Is Don the same? I heard he is a divorcee. Oh, we
Lizzie's POV . As I stepped out of the car, the smile on Elizalde's face first greeted me. Then, he walks towards me in a heavy footstep, and my heart suddenly beats. I composed myself and was about to give him a bright smile, but it blew me away the moment he hugged me. "Lizzie, are you alright, love?" He looked at me, and I weakly nodded. Then, he held my hand, and together we left the place. I think I know where we are heading to. . . to the El Real Island Resort. This is temporarily the plan he has set for us to be away from this chaos. I see him talking to James, and then James bowed halfway to him before taking off. I returned to my position when I saw Elizalde returning to the deck. The engine was already running, and he did a final inspection of everything before manoeuvring the yacht out. And after fifteen minutes, the vessel is running slowly, heading towards our destination. "Are you hungry? I will prepare dinner soon," he said as his hands held the yacht's steering w
Elizalde's POV . "I need to tell her. She needs to know." "And how sure you are that she will trust you again, Zalde? Remember, this is your second chance. You knew Lizzie well more than anyone. She doesn't easily give her trust back, especially to you." "And what do you want me to do, Don?" in my frustration. "You can explain it to her little bit by little. But first, tell her what you really feel so that she can understand you better." I raked my hair in exasperation and ended the call. Perhaps Don is right. It's time for me to confess myself to her. The sun is setting down, and the beautiful view of the skyline in orange-gold reminds me of our honeymoon in the Maldives and Italy. I wish life were like that forever. But I know it will never be because we have happy and sad moments in life. And here we are, facing some challenges. I sat beside her, and she looked at me, happy. It shows on her face the way she smiles at me. "At least it is peaceful here. How long are we going
Elizalde's POV . "You look devilishly handsome, and your eyes tell everything, Elizalde. So, could you not show it too much? It's creeping the hell out of me." Don bowed his head slightly to me and smiled. Being in love feels so damn good, and I can't wait to see Lizzie. I have arranged a dinner date for us down over looking at the sea. I know she loves the smell of the ocean breeze. "So what's happening tonight? Aren't you joining The Wranglers Boys? I-I mean, it's our boy's night out tonight." Don reminded me. I know that, but it doesn't matter if I join them or not. "I'll pass tonight, Don. You can tell that to the boys. I have an important mission." I shifted my gaze to my table. A black box is waiting for me, and I can't wait to give it to Lizzie. Don's eyes averted at my expression, and as he shook his head, his simpering smile indicated that I was doing the right thing with Lizzie. "Okay. I'll take charge of the boys tonight." His eyes beamed, and he gave me a friendly pa
Lizzie's POV . "That's all I need, Kristoff. I don't need your pieces of advice. I can manage it myself." I ignored the expression on his face after he submitted his proposal. The meeting will resume at two in the afternoon as the board has their candidate of which one to take as per the proposals. I have made up my mind and will stick to my principles. But my husband, Elizalde, will have the final decision. "You haven't checked it all, Lizzie. Consider it first, and see how the board will like it. I-m sure --" "I don't like it and don't care about the board's decisions either. However, the final verdict will be on my husband's end. And you know that." I stood up, ready to walk out of the conference. I handed Maya the documents, and I could sense Kristoff was following me. "Lizzie, wait!" He immediately blocked in front of me. "Please, look at it first. I have already presented this to Mr George, but he wants your approval. I am offering this as a worker in this company, not your