Time had passed with no updates or information Valentine gained about William, the man to whom she will be wed, bound by the contract she had signed yesterday afternoon. She woke up early to go back home, take a shower then eat her breakfast. Valentine was quiet for the entire morning. She almost thought of going to the restaurant to start her duties but Sofie had given her two days off. She never had off-duties. From Mondays to Sundays, all she does is work.
Valentine cleaned everything that needed cleaning inside the house. She did the laundry, cleaned her father’s room. Disposed of the cigarettes and ashes. She was never going to deny that their house looked like an abandoned dump. It reeked of cigarettes and alcoholic drinks. It seemed to have germs, bacteria and anything unpleasant sticking into the walls.
Hours had passed and Valentine’s most favorite ringtone rang, indicating that someone was calling her. She dismissed it, thinking that she still needed more sleep. To her dismay, something tugged on her hair and pulled. She gasped in shock. “What the hell are you doing here?! Shut. That. Thing. Off!” Billy exclaimed. He was awake, looking furiously at his daughter while Valentine gave him the teary eyes on him that she had always practiced on hiding. She didn’t want to let her father see her as a weakling. “Get out of my sight,”
They both got out of the car. Like a gentleman, William opened the door and offered a hand for Valentine to hold which was very odd. She immediately thought this could be part of the act. She placed her hand on top of his and stepped out. They walked towards the new restaurant, the reason why they were losing customers. Valentine gritted her teeth. She was officially entering the restaurant that caused their problems. She didn’t know why they were losing customers. Valentine knew she was a good cook but what was keeping them from gaining more? Instead of making sure the date was going great as what William expected it to be, she thought of investigating the restaurant become her priority for tonight.As they were now closer to the doors, the doorman pulled it open, greeting them with a smile. Valentine considered that it wasn’t the doorman’s intentions to take away the costumers. In fact, he only pushes and pulls the do
.“I’m a chef from the restaurant a few minutes away from here,” she answered. Valentine noticed William’s face, he appeared to be that he was really listening intently to what she said. “What about you? What do you do for a living?”“I work at the Lux Style company.”Valentine’s eyebrow pushed upward. He was talking something interesting. The Lux Style was founded on 1983 by the great Alexander Fajardo. She nodded slowly, now getting the point. It all made sense to her now. The r
Cheers and claps filled the room when the audience heard Valentine shriek her answer. With a forced smile, she watched William stand up, hold her hand and gently inserting the ring through her finger. It was beautiful. The ring was made of white gold, its mount had no tiny diamonds engraved in it. The only thing that captured her attention fully was the sapphire gem gazing up at her. She wondered how much the ring would have costed. Valentine hoped he didn’t spend thousands just for an engagement ring. On the brighter side, the ring must have been an old one he found in the attic. She knew he wouldn’t even spend thousands of dollars for her. He was her bully after all. They hated each other.Speaking of hatred, Valentine snapped herself out of her thoughts and whipped her head to look at William. His smile was big as there were a few people who approached him, congratulating. She wondered, did he still hate her like before? Will he be humiliating her again now tha
Horrified at what she heard, she sighed heavily and surrendered. He was right. He knew she hated him. If she knew what his plans were, she would definitely walk to the other side and flip things around. “Just… take me to my house,” she muttered and turned her back against him. She was now facing the window where street lights looked blurry due to how fast the car went. “Wake me up when we get there.” She tried to close her eyes shut and erase her thoughts to lead her to a peaceful sleep. It didn’t take her more than five minutes to dive down in her dreams and snore. Meanwhile, William pushed the rear-view mirror to face his fiancé. His eyes looked straight at her through the mirror. Her soft snores did make him think she had now fallen asleep. The next morning, Valentine stretched her arms out and yawned with her eyes still completely closed. The soft cushion under her made her think that she was finally at home. She wanted to take more minutes of
They were eating without exchanging any words. She took a bath straight after washing the plates and utensils she used. And that’s when it hit her, she was only trying to avoid from talking to him all morning that she forgotten that she had no other clothes with her. Once she was done, she opened the door slightly but enough for her head to pop out. Her man—which she wouldn’t prefer calling him that—has been sitting on the bed, waiting for her to come out.“Will?” she called out his name sheepishly. She didn’t offer him a minute longer to reply and continued, “do you have oversized shirts with you that you don’t use anymore? And maybe some skinny jeans?”She felt like an idiot for trying to avoid him yet still asked for his help an hour later. Her hair was still damp and the water from each strand kept falling onto the floor. The air conditioner from inside William’s bedroom had crept in through th
“So, after all this time, Valentine has been dating the young handsome millionaire,” Delilah summed it all up, genuinely trying to make Sofie even hear it better. “Valentine, you’ve got taste,” She added. Based on her words, she was proud.“Let me read the article… please.” Valentine begged.“Found it on Paul’s blog.” Delilah handed her phone over for Valentine to read.Her eyes travelled from word to word. Both the narration and the information written were literally on point—just like how it happened yesterday during dinner. There was no point hiding this from everyone. She bet maybe almost every person living in the city knew about the news. All thanks to Paul.“Engaged?” Sofie repeated the words. She was still surprised with the sudden information she received.“Yes, Sofie! The ring and the article proved it.” Missy once again held Valentine’s
Valentine sucked in a deep breath, straightened her back then started, “Well… we met.”“How?” Missy asked, blatant enough that she was eager to know more about her best friend’s story.“W–We met at the bar?”“Why does it seem like you’re questioning?” Delilah asked, confused.Clearing her throat, Valentine repeated. “We met at the bar.”“You went partying?” Missy asked, surprised. “Why didn’t you invite me? I’m confused… why did you went out partying? Didn’t you like parties? You even refused our invitations a thousand times. What’s with the change of–.”“Please, let her talk,” Sofie interrupted them and both Delilah and Missy behaved.Valentine officially got the time to herself, explaining how she and William met but, that was the problem. She didn’t know which story she&