Matriarch Alessandra's POVSeeing Tyler smile at me irked me to the bone marrow. I hated him, everything about him. Talk about how he looked on this wedding day, the rubbish suit I had my assistant buy for him from the fourth-grade clothing store, and the shoes, one rubbish pair I asked Robert to get anywhere.Well, good for him that he still managed to look good, no doubt, but if he thought that the way he looked could lure me back into falling for him, then he only deceived himself.My face was passive as soon as I picked my eyes away from this cute Brandon. Though I thought I loved him already, I would not make the same mistake twice. Who knew? He could be someone as bad as Tyler, right?When I took my face away from him, I continued to walk gently and boldly towards the stage.If this had been a true wedding ceremony, then this could perhaps have been the best day of my life. Nevertheless, it still remained the best day of my life because it was the day I took my revenge against

Brandon's POVIt was insane to see all this happening at what was supposed to be a wedding. In fact, to say that I was shocked to the bone marrow would be an understatement, because I was even more shocked than that. This expression I could also see on my father’s face. The shock written on his face was so bold and large that everyone could see it. And I knew, even if he did not tell me, that this reminded him of Mom.Mom was Dad’s world. He happily did everything for her, even while they were still dating and not married. Dad had happily paid her school fees because Mom was not from a well-to-do family. He did everything out of love and a kind heart, but suddenly, a few months after my birth, Mom started changing in how she treated him.“She looked at me and told me she was tired of everything and that she wanted a break,” was how he used to describe the situation. And he’d be worried all night and day, wondering why his wife was suddenly tired of the marriage. So, he decided to take

Matriarch Alessandra POVIt is five months since the judge's verdict at my wedding, and I still cannot take a break from Brandon’s thoughts. He is in my heart every now and then, and I can't stop thinking about his cute face since I saw him at my supposed wedding. Maybe how I dealt with Tyler at my wedding has made him run away because it has been too long, and he should have made a move already.“Or am I the one thinking he loves me, and he does not?” Maybe using the word "love" is too strong for a person I have yet to speak to. But even Robert confirmed he was staring at me at my supposed wedding, and could it be that he loves me? Now that my revenge against Tyler is complete and I am sure he is in jeopardy, reaping the consequences of his actions, it is sad to say my life is now a boring story without the right person to call my own. Perhaps you may call me an old-fashioned woman or an old cargo from the 11th century, but I believe in the virtue that says women should not approac