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Lizzie . I hate him! My body slumps into the mattress, and my face touches the pillow. Why is it too hard to accept that I got defeated and have to accept his offer? I couldn't bring myself to give my answer in front of him. I can't swallow my pride. It's embarrassing. "Why does it have to be Lizzie, Dad? If I only had known that it was Elizalde El Del Real, I would have come forward for the deal." "You are not what Elizalde wants, Snow. He only wants Lizzie, and there's nothing I can do. I'm thankful that an El Del Real saved the company from going down." "Even so, dad. I can change Elizalde's decision regarding the woman he wants to marry. Ugh, he's got no class in choosing a bride. What did Lizzie say? Did she accept it?" "I don't know. I will talk to her tonight." "Don't force Lizzie if she doesn't want to, Dad. I'm here. I am willing to be a bride for Elizalde. I'm ready." My lips parted when I heard Snow's stupid suggestion. What a sly bitch, a boyfriend snatcher, a re
Lizzie . Seeing Elizalde's mother in a condition, I didn't expect this big blow. She lost a lot of weight. She's in a battle for something about her health. It's still the same personality as what I remembered. Full of life and inspiration. "You know what? I used to keep every recipe of your mother in my diary. So I told Elizalde that I'm keeping them for you. And if the two of you will have kids, I want to cook for them. I hope I am still alive if that happens." Her eyes twinkled as she smiled at me. I smiled back with sincerity. I adore and understand now why she was away for many years in America. It has something to do with her cancer treatment. "Thank you," I politely said when she gave me the lemon ginger tea she had made from scratch. I tasted it. The scent reminds me of my mother, and the warmth provides a beautiful feeling that reminds me of yesterday. We both look at the garden through the glass window of this kitchen. We were quiet. It was dark outside, but the lights
Lizzie . What a stunt! And what do I expect? Of course, he's an El Del Real, and everyone wants to know the lucky girl Elizalde will marry. I thought it was going to be simple, but I was wrong. When I signed the papers and stepped out of his car, all the cameras flashed, and my life turned into a fairytale. "Mr. Elizalde, is it true that Elizabeth Amantes will be your wife? When is the wedding? How did the two of you meet?" one of the reporters asked, and many more. Elizalde smiled and just nodded at them. He didn't say anything, but it was apparent. All the news reporters and showbiz paparazzi were following him. Even at the grand opening of his new hotel resort, they didn't stop. My face was all over the media, showbiz TV, and whatever social media. They're digging into my life. About what I was in the past, which school I've been to, what degree I had finished, and what kind of family I have. It was a disaster, worse than I expected. I didn't like this. I'm not into this. I d
Lizzie . For better, for worse. . . I do hope it's all for the better. Because here I am, facing my worst nightmare! For richer, for poorer. . . For richer, I guess. I agreed to this deal because my father's business needs Elizalde's wealth. And here I am, being a bitch gold digger like those nasty comments I read on the internet earlier, saying that if not for Elizalde's money, I wouldn't tie the knot with him this easy. Damn, that was harsh and absolutely the truth. In sickness and in health. . . Oh well, at least I can assure him I will care for him if he gets sick. I don't care about his health! Till death do us part. . . Yes, until hell do us part! "Elizalde El Del Real, you may now kiss your bride," Judge Suzanne speaks. Her lips pressed together, holding a simple smile while looking at the two of us. I looked at Elizalde, and my knees were shaking. Is he going to do the kiss like he did earlier? Damn him! His holding my hands and giving me a fake smile makes me want
Elizalde . "How dare you make a move without my permission, Zalde!?" Her beautiful light brown eyes lit up, and it didn't resemble the angry tone of her voice. The expression on her face seems furious, but looking into her eyes tells me the opposite of hers. I expect this to happen, but not sooner, like it will happen tonight. "Who else knows aside from Emma?" I smirked and walked past her. I'm half drunk. That's how I celebrate today's event. My body landed on the soft couch. I loosen up my tie and undo a few buttons on my top. "And where have you been?" in her calmer voice. "I want Mimi here. It's boring and scary on my own." Boring and scary? Is she kidding me? Our eyes locked, and now my vision clouded. I smile. I want to smile because I finally got the woman I want to have with me. I got the woman who inflicted so much hatred on me. I got her, okay? But why the hell still I miss her? She's here standing in front of me like beauty and hell. I want her. I want to kiss and
Lizzie . How slowly I chew my food is the same as everything around me. Elizalde is beside me, talking to my father. They get along very well. Not new to me. Snow? Of course, she's sitting across the table and dressed seductively. I know what she's trying to do. She's going to seduce my husband. She hasn't changed at all. Go on and seduce him if you can. Who cares! "Elizalde, my son, try this while it's still warm." Stepmom's sweet voice. She gives Elizalde his share of apple crumble with ice cream on top. "Thank you." He politely answered, looking into my bowl and me. I twisted my lips slightly when our eyes met, and he smirked. "I can't wait for the wedding. When is the wedding?" Snow raised an eyebrow as she asked. Her eyes were fixed on Elizalde. I bet she purposely asked this. I don't have a wedding ring. We don't have one. When we exchange our vows in front of Judge Suzanne, the only token that proves our marriage aside from the marriage certificate is the round pendant
Elizalde . I'm glad that Mimi is back. I miss the cat. She was with Lizzie before she moved out at her father's place. The caretaker cared for her when Lizzie moved out after her break-up with Kristoff. She left Mimi in their caretaker's care, Elinda. Elinda always takes Mimi to the vet, and that's the only time I could spend with her. Neon, the vet, always let me know whenever he had Mimi under their care. Mimi is our baby, mine and Lizzie's. We had her ten years ago. She was abandoned as a kitten when we found her. We took her home and took care of her. When things get rough with us, Mimi always brings us closer together. The cat is our mediator, healer, and our companion. Lizzie probably thought that I abandoned Mimi, but it was the opposite. I looked after her in secret whenever she was not around. And leaving Mimi's home is better because today is our whole day. Lourdes is there to take care of her needs. "Oh? Are we going to the plantation?" I know she will ask me this.
Lizzie . "One, two, three, pose!" Tammy, the director, speaks. "One more, please, Elizalde. I want you to kiss your beautiful bride-to-be. On the lips. Ready, action with a pose!" I looked at Elizalde's eyes, feeling tense at this moment. Yet, every time his arms looped around me, touching my skin, it sent an electrifying sensation down to the depth of my core. I need to focus. We are in this together, acting like a perfect couple. His lips landed on mine, and I shut my eyes. It stays there for more than three seconds. My body stiffened, and I didn't know if I should release some air out or should I hold it back. Then, I felt his hand squeeze the side of me. I partly open my mouth, just enough to perfectly settle his lips on mine. I could taste him, almost tasted him. "Very good! So sweet!" The director cut, and I distanced myself a little bit. Elizalde's hands were still around my waist. And, like me, he was also smiling, and my smile was enough to release all my tension. My