I wake up in a strange room with a severe headache. The light streaming in through the window almost blinded me, adding to my headache. I had anticipated this because I had drunk myself to death the night before. What I didn't expect was to wake up somewhere other than the condo I had recently purchased.
Last night was the most amazing event that has ever happened to me. For the first time, I felt liberated. Who'd have guessed that freedom would taste so good that I came close to touching it last night? If Father had known, he would have beaten me to death, but he can't touch me now because I've already left.Which is the most intelligent decision I've ever made.The room's door slid open. A woman in her forties walked in. Two younger maids were following her, their heads downcast. They were holding baskets and white blankets.Because I didn't recognize them, I frowned. And, by the way, where exactly am I?"Good that you're awake. Please stand up and join your husband and son in the dining room." Come again?The two younger maids received a signal from the old woman. The two maids rushed up to me and grabbed my arms to help me get out of bed. They led me to the bathroom. Cold water rushed over me from the shower before I could even complain.I screamed and scowled at the two maids, “What the hell?!?” It was done on purpose!I intended to chase the two maids, but they rushed out of the toilet and shut the door behind them. I kicked the bathroom door before continuing to shower.It’s strange. The old woman called me Veronica. Kassandra is my name, as far as I recall.“What the hell? Is this some form of identity theft?! Someone stole my identity and married someone else?!?” because of the thought, I speedily took a shower.When I finished my bath, I wondered whether they had mistaken me for another woman earlier. Perhaps they mistook me for Veronica, while I am not.They need to know who I am so that I can go as quickly as possible.The two maids had completed arranging the bed when I came out of the bathroom. We were left alone as the old woman signaled them to exit.I was about to say something when she started talking“Now that you’re back, Veronica, I hope you’ll make up your mind and end your affair with another man. Think about your son and husband. Isn’t your family enough that you still need to find someone else and hook up with the man? Have you no shame? Haven’t you ever considered about your son?” My lips parted at what the woman said. It was impossible for me not to chuckle.I grinned as I combed my wet hair. Because I was not the woman she was referring to, I was unaffected by what she said. It appears that they mistook me for that Veronica. What a despicable woman.“Excuse me, but I am not Veronica. I don’t have a child or a husband,” I politely explained. “My name is Kassandra Ympress, and I can show you proof that I am Kassandra and not Veronica.”Her brows raised as if she didn’t believe it. However, I was not worried in the least because I knew I would be able to get out of this situation as quickly as possible."Do you think I'll believe that after you pretended you couldn't remember last month?" she replied harshly. She turned away from me after that. This gives me the creeps."Wait! I'm not lying! I'll show you my IDs and cards! I'm not that Veronica!" I said, frantically searching the bed and side table for my bag. All of my identification is kept in my wallet.I was perplexed because my wallet was nowhere to be found in the bag. I poured the contents upon the bed, but my wallet was nowhere to be seen.I mumble frantically, "N-no! Where's my wallet? I-I'm not Veronica!"I got tired and slowly sat down on the bed, astonished by the scattered stuff. After a few minutes of looking, I couldn't find my wallet.As nervousness began to consume me, I shook my head. Am I really stuck here now? Can't I just go? I am not Veronica! Why should I be punished for something I didn't do?!"Go with your husband now. He was angry with you before, but he will treat you nicely for your son, and I hope you will as well." Should I be happy about that? Someone was angry with me. How can I treat someone well if I know they want me dead in their head?Shaking my head, I approached her. Her arm was in my grip. I pleaded, “Please let me leave! I’m not his wife! I don’t want to be here!”I can almost feel myself trembling with anxiety as I imagine Veronica’s husband’s fury. What if he turned out to be a monster? What if he’ll punish me since his wife betrayed him? No way! It’s not right. I must leave.The woman snatched her arm from my grip and eyed me down angrily. “After the infidelities, you committed, Veronica, no one would believe you anymore. Go down and tell your husband what you’re saying.”My chest ached with rage. “You can’t tie me here since I don’t even know who you are!” I yelled angrily, marching out of the room.That man is the only one who can verify I’m not his wife, therefore I need to speak with him. I hope he wasn’t so narrow-minded that he mistook me for his wife.As I descended the stairwell, my face furrowed. It’s a miracle I didn’t get lost in the large house. I went along the correct corridor. I immediately saw the living room as I got downstairs. I could also see the way to the dining room and kitchen on the right.I took a large step forward. Let's get this over with quickly! I can't wait to go out of here and seek my freedom once more!I fully anticipated wreaking havoc in that dining room. I had prepared to strike the table and scream at the man as soon as I walked in.It's okay for us to get furious from time to time or occasionally lose self-control. We can express ourselves without reservation. Those are the things that I have admired for a long time while living in the shadow of my father.When I eventually managed to get away from my father, I felt like I had broken free from my shackles. The locks that contribute to the chain's heavyweight have finally been destroyed. I don't recall ever being happy after leaving the house. Being born wealthy is not enough to satisfy our needs and desires since sometimes all we want is to be happy. Happiness will triumph over our demands and needs.I go into the dining room prepared, but I didn't anticipate being speechless in front of that man and that kid as if I was hit by lightning. The man and the boy who I assume are around 6-7 years old look exactly alike.I feel like melting as the man's liquid brown eyes burn into my flesh like a flame. His lips were set in a rigid line as if a grin would never touch them. Oh, and he was staring at me as if I were the evil person, and he was only waiting for me to enter the dungeon before punishing me.His lips were bright red, and his nose resembled a pointed sword (just kidding), but just thinking about it gave me the chills. Imagine his nose sliding into my neck, between my breast, stomach, legs, and — oh my gosh! What was I thinking, anyway?I frowned and coughed. I didn’t think the attraction to the opposite sex would be this humiliating.I am, without a doubt, a mythic woman. I’m still not doing the deed at 25 years old. I used to have a boyfriend, but no one ever made me feel hot enough for us to end up in bed together.And just by glancing at the adonis, who obviously already had his own family, I felt like a thirsty animal about to assault the prey. I wanted to slap myself for thinking that way for the man who has a family.“Mommy! You’re home!” said the boy, leaping to his feet and sprinting towards me. He tightly grasped my legs. I’m at a loss on what to do.I look at his father, who appears unconcerned and is simply sipping his water. But I know deep down that he intended to break my neck over the possibility of his wife's infidelity. His steely gaze and harsh expression indicate that he isn’t going to take any more nonsense from me.How can I tell my genuine identity in this situation if it appears like he will butcher me if I say one wrong word? He seemed to be waiting for something to go wrong with me, and if I said something he didn’t like, I’d be done for.How did I ever end up in this situation?!“Son, return to your seat. Let us begin our meal.” Oh shit! That baritone voice!The boy enthusiastically replied, “Yes Daddy,” and returned to his chair.I couldn’t decide where I wanted to sit. A four-person table is provided. I walked over to the chair next to the child who was opposite his father.I drew the chair back as I pretended to cough. This was embarrassing, to say the least. When was it appropriate to inform him that I am not his wife, Veronica?Breakfast was quiet, with the boy being the only one who spoke up. He appears to be pleased to see me. When his father looked at his son, he exuded a lovely atmosphere, but when he looked at me, I felt like he could hang me upside down at any moment! I’ll simply raise an eyebrow and look away.My heart pounded in my chest as his son finished his meal and stood up from the table. That concludes the morning breakfast. It’s time for me to disclose who I really am.“Bye, mommy! Bye, daddy! I’m off to school now. I love you!” Oh, what a sweet boy.Before exiting the dining room, the boy kissed both my and his father’s cheeks.I took a big breath as the child walked away, ready to disclose the truth. I was about to say anything when his mouth opened and he looked away from me.“Don’t do anything stupid. If you try to leave this house, I’ll fucking kill your other man. Don’t test my patience. If you want to get out of this predicament, then suffer. You don’t deserve to be happy after what you did to this family.” His voice was full of anger.“Do you understand? You can’t leave this house without a bodyguard. I’ll cut all your cards. No shopping or salon for you. You can’t go anywhere alone unless it’s an emergency. Don’t try to flee. I’ll find out.” He breaks down all his rules and punishment without mercy.Panic prevented me from speaking right away. I try not to chuckle since I can’t believe he didn’t notice that I wasn’t his wife! Is it true that I look so much like her that he mistook me for her?! This is incredible! And it’s absurd!When he saw my expression, he clenched his teeth.While thinking about this craziness, I shook my head. I wiped my lips with the tablecloth after lowering the spoon and fork onto the dish. After that, I raised my eyes to his."First and foremost, Mister, I'd like to introduce myself. My name is Kassandra Ympress, and there are three things you should know about me: first, I am not your wife; second, you've mistaken me for your wife, and I don't understand why you couldn't see the difference; and third, I understand the source of your madness. Your wife did so many horrible things, and it's natural for you to be that mad. Only taking it out on someone who isn’t your wife makes it slightly unfair. I was about to show you my documentation that I am Kassandra Ympress, but my wallet was apparently missing. If you don’t believe me, call my father, and he will undoubtedly confirm that I am his daughter,” I stated solemnly.He didn't respond after what I told him. Instead, he just stared at me, as if the words I said were a puzzle.The side of his mouth abruptly lifted in mockery. I couldn’t look away from his mouth. Because of the water he had just consumed, it was gleaming. It had a bright crimson color to it. I took a step back and averted my gaze. What exactly are we discussing?“We’ll do that,” he remarked disappointedly, “but to tell you the truth, I’m no longer believing your lies. If you’ve forgotten, you also pretend to forget last month.” Anger ran through his veins.“I’m not lying. I’m not your wife!” I said, then quickly calmed as I noticed his frigid expression.“Look, let’s just call my father and get this over with,” I said, rising from my seat. I was taken aback when he pointed to my seat as I was about to leave.“Return to your seat. We’re not done yet,” he said. I give him a death glare before rushing back to my seat.“Are you worried you’ll be wrong and I’ll be right?” I asked, smirking. “Did you know that I have the right to sue you for kidnapping me? You don’t even know who I am!”“Seriously, Veronica, why are you doing this?” he questioned, his patience wearing thin."Just call my father and let me go!"I did not flee from my father to be held captive by someone I didn’t know.What a bad idea to challenge someone with the wrong sword. I can’t believe my father has finally abandoned me. Instead of living the life I wanted, I was stuck in a place where I shouldn’t have been. When the man called my father, he denied me. He denied having a daughter. He said that he has no idea who I am. That shattered my heart and made me despise him even more than I already did. I recall that night before I ran away from home. I'd returned home after a long day at work. My father was the president and I was the finance director. I enjoy my job, which is why my father's announcement that I would be promoted from finance director to vice president caused me a great deal of distress. I live a lavish lifestyle. My life was everything but ordinary. I was homeschooled until I finished high school. I was highly guarded throughout college, so I definitely don’t have a life to enjoy. My relationship has always been kept private. I was Andro Ympress’s perfect daughter. He had high
“I’ll help make breakfast,” I simply say. They were all surprised, particularly Gigi and Hana. “All right,” Manang Tess said, rolling her eyes. “Serve your husband.” The meal I’ll prepare is primarily for myself, but I’ll add enough for everyone. Acting as if I were a resident of the house is awkward. I know that I am just a visitor here. That’s how I dealt with myself. Just like a guest. Even though they all claim that I am Veronica, I do not consider myself to be her. I inquired, “Do you have a ready-mix pancake box?” and walked straight to the cupboards to look. Because there was a child in the house, I suppose they have. Not that adult doesn’t eat that kind of food though. When I saw a box, I grabbed it and went to get a large bowl. I combined all of the remaining ingredients. Gigi wanted to assist me, but I refused because they were already preoccupied with other tasks. Pancakes are also simple to prepare. Cooking was one of the skills I needed to master in order to be my
"Wait! Where are you going to take me?" I attempted to free myself from his grip, as he proceeded to tug my arm elsewhere. We were walking down a familiar corridor. It's the corridor leading to the master bedroom. What does this man have planned for me?! "I was just kidding! Don't take it seriously!" I said puzzled as we neared the room. I can't give up now, oh my god! Being with him was wrong since it was a sin and against the law! He dragged me inside the room and closed the door behind me. He leaned against the door and slammed it shut. In fear, I close my eyes tightly. Shit! What did I get myself in? He asked softly but forcefully, “You truly love testing my patience, huh?” When I opened my eyes, I was struck by how close his face was to mine. My eyes widened even more as I noticed his lustful eyes! The darkness made it difficult for me to see him! I could feel the heat radiating from his body, and the smell of his apparently exquisite scent made my mind almost roll! My body
"Hey, let's talk." I stopped Karious from climbing up the stairs. We finished eating and I actually waited to talk to him.He raised an eyebrow and looked at me. "For what?""About me? I mean I have some questions for you. I hope you wouldn't mind.""Fine. Let's go to my room."“Huh?” I exclaimed, a little offended“You want to talk about it here?” he asked, his smile hidden behind his lips.I locked my gaze on him. Although the jerk is wise, I am wiser.“I mean, we should talk in your office, not in your room,” I said as I led him up the stairwell."For what?" he pondered."What for? Because you're a flirt!"He smirked at my remark. "Don't blame me for something I didn't do. It's you who—" Aist! And he has the audacity to bring it up again."Shut up!" I exclaimed, my cheeks flushing with heat.He laughed and said, "...push me to the bed..." I lock my gaze on him."It doesn't matter whether we converse in my room. You're my pretend wife, remember?" He softly reminded me. “I don’t reme
I couldn’t believe it. I recall the day I moved into my condo for the first time. Three weeks do not appear to have passed. It was as if I’d never been lost and it was last night when the incident happens in the bar. Yesterday, I fell asleep while waiting for him. He had not yet returned home at one o’clock in the evening. He hardly looked at me when I woke up that morning. As if I were a gust of wind. You can sense it, but you won’t bother it. It makes me feel disappointed however I know couldn’t do anything to change as it was my decision to leave. Karious took me back to my unit after breakfast. Our journey included a lot of silence, something I wasn’t used to. We are constantly arguing and fighting. Today, however, was not one of those days. Karious doesn’t look at me or talk to me, thus I believe he despises me. His gaze was fixed on the road as if it were the only thing worth looking at. He was so frigid, and it appeared as if he would never accept my decision, and that in or
I sat on my bed, exhausted, fumbling with my phone. What am I going to do now to get to Kariuos? Should I visit them at their home? But I’ve just returned!But this is important! Karious needs to know about his ex-wife. Now I’m certain Karious and Veronica are truly divorced since he won’t propose to me if they’re still married, and Veronica won’t marry dad's business partner if she’s still married.“I can’t leave the company because Veronica is there. If I took a leave, I doubt if I will still have a job when I come back. And hell! Her status is even higher than mine!” I tweak my hair because of frustration.When I returned, I assumed that everything would be back to normal. I had no idea I’d be dealing with an even bigger issue! And the source of the problem was none other than Veronica, who was also Karious’ biggest issue.For hours, I just stared at the ceiling of my room. When the doorbell of my condo rang, I was brought back to reality.I get out of bed. “Who the hell was that?
When Veronica returned from her rendezvous, it was almost lunchtime. She arrived carrying a pizza box. I wasn’t in the office because I’m having a conversation with my office employees.“Sister, I’ve received your lunch. Pizza, really? This isn’t healthy, and it’ll harm your body. I suggest you change your habits.”I was initially perplexed by what she was saying. I felt like pinching her like a lice when I comprehended what she meant.I responded flatly, “I didn’t order pizza.”She pretended to be surprised. “Is it true? It’s in your name, and I paid for it so the delivery man wouldn’t have to wait downstairs any longer,” she added. “But if you don’t want to because you’re afraid your coworkers will find out about your unhealthy habit, I guess I’ll simply give this to someone who needs it,” she shrugged and walked away cheerfully.As I stare at her, my brow furrows. Attention seeker! As if she was noticeable. Eww!I let out a sigh of irritation as she walked away. I bet she actually
I’m upset, and it’s a good thing Veronica didn’t irritate me, or I could lose control and pull her hair out. Karious didn’t call either, but he messages me that he was busy and that we’d see each other again on the weekend. We’re going to visit Rious, so he’ll pick me up. I didn’t immediately return to the unit after work. I asked my coworkers to dinner and then to the bar afterward. They agreed right away. We formed a convoy and drove to a hotel. There is a restaurant there, as well as a pub where we frequently gather. There are six of us, the majority of whom are female. We were accompanied by only two men.“Thank you, ma’am,” Bella replied shyly, “for the treat! It’s embarrassing that you have to pay for everything we ate.” “It’s fine. This is my way of saying thank you,” I said, smiling. “And just call me Kassandra. we’re not in the office.” “Thank you so much; we’ll respond to your drinks later to make amends.” They weren’t required to do so any longer, but I agreed becaus