Miguel's POVThroughout the day, my mind was solely on the thoughts of how to start a conversation with my wife when I reach home. It was a difficult thing for me because I'd never tried to start a conversation with her. I got down from my car and stared hard at my house. I had half the mind to turn back and return to my office, but I stood firm. I'm going to take my Secretary's advice. I will talk things out with my wife. It was the only way. I can't keep ignoring her all my life when it has gotten difficult to do that. Jewel and Star were whispering like they normally do when I walked into the house. Most times, I don't get what they discuss that always gets them invested. Immediately they saw me, they hastily rose from the couch they were sitting on. The expression of guilt on their faces made me suspicious.They looked like kids who were found with their hands in a cookie jar. “What's wrong? Why are your faces like this?” I scowled at them. “Oh, we were just discussing the n
Jewel's POV“Miguel?” I ran after him. “What's wrong?” He turned to look at me. “Do you need anything?” “No, I….” I glanced down.Truth be told, I don't even know why I called him. I just did that, without thinking. “What's wrong?” He took a step towards me. “Are you alright?”“Yes, I'm good.” I nodded, “it's just—”He ruffled my hair. “It's okay.” He gently tucked my hair behind my left ear. “It's only a dinner party.” “Okay.” I nodded with my head bowed, to hide the red tints on my cheeks. “Let's go, it's time for dinner.”*******All through the night, my mind kept on repeating the scene on the balcony. The more I thought about it, the more it seemed like I conjured Miguel right out of my thoughts. My husband was never this caring. He always avoids contact with me. The only exception was the night he got drunk and the day we went shopping. He hasn't had sex with me for weeks, and that has been troubling me for a long time. Could it be that he has gotten tired of me? But that
Star left earlier for her classes, while I was left with my husband, whose mood swings have become more confusing than that of a woman. I don't know what he's thinking. And neither am I aware of what he's trying to achieve by getting closer to me. I'm afraid that should he continue that way, I will end up falling for him.There are no two ways about that, as my heart is already beating at the thoughts of his touch. I'm smitten by my husband's smile. I walked towards the swimming pool as I tried not to show how nervous I was.It was an hour to noon, and Sly decided it was time already. I wore the only two pieces I got when I was still in school but never had the chance to put them on. Before this, I only sat next to the pool, with my legs dipped in the water as I read my books. I've never swum in it, and I never would have, had Miguel not asked me to swim with him.Swimming brought back memories of my days in high school. That was why I never attempted it after I got married. I checke
Miguel's POVI gaped at her exposed neck, as I continued to dry her hair. It wasn't easy for me to do that, with the way she kept on nodding and shivering. Though she was leaning on the lounge chair, she couldn't keep her head in place.“Can't you keep your head in a place? Must you nod?” I furrowed my brows at her. Though her hair was a bit dry, I had to be certain it was dry, to prevent her from catching a cold. She shivered but didn't answer my questions. “Are you cold? Do you wish to rest in the house?” I leaned down to whisper.She didn't reply to my words, and that got me curious. “Jewel? Did you hear my question?” I dropped the towel and moved in front of her. “What's wrong? Did you—”Oh, she's asleep. I lightly touched her shoulders, but she didn't stir. She kept on sleeping like a baby. “Seems that I will take you up to your room.”I gently carried her up from the chair.She sighed in her sleep but didn't wake. I carried her towards the house as I made certain not to bum
Jewel's POVI peeked an eye open as I glanced around the familiar room. I furrowed my brows. How did I get here? I slowly yawned as I tried to rise from the bed, but I was stopped by a strong hand on my waist. I panicked for a moment until I noticed that it was Miguel. What's he doing in my room?I blinked as I watched my husband. How did he end up in my room?“Miguel.” I tried to remove his hand from my waist, but he held on tighter.“Stay at a place and stop squirming.” He murmured as he brought me closer.His hold on me became tighter, yet, he didn't show any signs of waking up at any moment.“You are suffocating me, Miguel.” I tried to keep my voice neutral, but I couldn't do that. “Hmm.” He tightened his hold on my waist as he scrunched his nose up.I tried once more, to get him to let go of me, but I was unsuccessful. Guess I will have to stay this way then. I turned towards him and watched him sleep. His face looked peaceful and cute. “I wish we can stay like this forever,
I got ready for dinner.Though I never wanted to return home, I had to dress my best, to show my stepmother that I'm not the little girl who left the house close to two years ago. I wore one of the gowns Miguel got for me. It's an off-shoulder strapless short-sleeved backless body-con red gown which I paired off with the nude heels I got, but never thought I will have a reason to put them on. “Jewel?”Miguel knocked on my door as I was dabbing my face with the powder Star gifted me. I didn't bother tying my hair. I left it to cascade down my back.“I'm almost through!”I took the red purse which I kept on the bed and stuffed my phone in it before I raced to the door. It was a feat running in such high heels. I opened the door and faced my husband, who looked like he was moments from breaking the door, to get to me. “I apologize for the time waste. I had to be presentable enough.” I glanced up at my husband.Dressed in a golden suit, he reminded me so much of Day. There was a
Miguel's POVI watched Jewel as she entered her house. “Today, I will get to the root of the matter.” I tightly clenched my fists on the steering of my car. It was in this house that I overheard the plot she had with her stepmother.That was one of the reasons I treated her like trash.I was afraid of what she might do to me should I get closer to her. And at the same time, I never wanted my opinions of her to change when she does according to her stepmother's plans. I stayed in the car for a short while before I got down from it. Jeremiah's family house was still the same. There was no obvious change to it. And that made me wonder what they used the money I signed off to them, for. Before I got married to Jewel, I paid 100 million into her father's account as the bride price. But aside from the new store they opened in the heart of the city, there was no other improvement. Could it be that the money wasn't enough, or they used it for personal gains? I knocked on the door of the h
Jewel's POVDespite the audacious words I said to my stepmother, I can't help the thoughts that went through my mind as I thought of what she might do to my mother's paintings. At the same time, I can't do what she asked. Miguel might not love me, but that doesn't mean he deserves the evil plot she has in mind. “You will regret this, Jewel!” She shrieked like a banshee. “No, you will regret this.” I turned my back to her. “I don't care what you threaten me with, I can do all things but betray Miguel. He hasn't done anything to me!” I clenched my jaws.“Oh, you are siding with him now, aren't you?” She scoffed. “Tell me, have you fallen in love with him?”I turned at her question, “It doesn't matter if I've done so. It's not a concern to you.” I turned and left the dark garden. The moment I stepped out of the place, I almost collided with Miguel.“Steady.” He placed his hands on my shoulders.I peered up at him. “What are you doing here?”Though I wanted to ask if he overheard the c