"Have you sent it yet?" I asked Dyson."Yes, boss. Maybe now they are looking for who sent those papers!" He answered on the other line."Good. Right now he might be losing his mind because of the fear that someone knows what he's doing," I answered.I hung up and focused on my work."Ma'am, Mr. Santiago was looking for some schedule. What time do you prefer?" Ms. asked Pen to me.I smiled. He was quick to know that I was the one who did everything."Give him the 2 p.m. tomorrow." was my answer."Dyson! I need you tomorrow at 2 p.m." I text Dyson. I no longer have fun looking at other messages on my phone.As for the work with Ms. Pen, I can get the answer. As for personal things, I don't entertain others unless I need something.I visited the store after my work at the office. Later that night, I plan to go to the bar. After many months, I just had the chance to visit my first love.Because before I had a boutiqu

"If you had a meeting for personal things, this is not the meeting that Ai-ni Ms. Aira expected. If you want to talk personal things about you or her, may I know what's your relationship with her?" Dyson replied smugly. I didn't stop him because I didn't know how to intervene in their conversation. I don't want to talk about me, especially about him. He has not been a part of my life since he and his mother-to-be failed to stand up for us. "I am her ex-boyfriend." I can see the height of Miguel's forehead. "Ex? Means her past so?" Dyson asked. "I just want to know what happened. "What happened? Where?" Dyson interrupted. "My child." I heard the sadness in Miguel's voice, or maybe I just expected him to be sad when talking about his future child. "For what reason?" Dyson asked. 

MIGUEL'S P.O.VContinuation of Chapter 53When I got to the province, I didn't know how or where to find the farm.The houses are quite far apart, so it's hard for me to ask."Where can you find this farm?" I asked the angel I met."Why is that? Are you going to buy vegetables from him? There was a lot of harvest today. I know there is still a lot to harvest, but maybe in another day. He has a son who is going to build a healthy restaurant in Manila, so they are getting vegetables from here. Fresh vegetables. Help the people here and his mom." Ale happily said that there was still a point in his speech."It's fine. I want to talk to him first," I said politely."Oh, he is. I'll take you with my grandson; you might get lost in the forest because it's a bit far from here and you'll have to climb a mountain before you get there. Ride your motorbike so you don't get too tired," the old man said to me.I thanked him before I g

Miguel's P.O.V"You don't need to be angry. I know what you did was just a burst of emotion, but it's not right that you exchanged hurtful words with them." We are still here on the mountain. On my mother's farm.Mama and Aira were talking inside while cooking. I didn't mean everything I said. I knew that I wanted to hug them both when I first saw them.Also carrying hunger, fear, and resentment, I uttered an inappropriate word."When you lost your son, Aira couldn't handle everything. She almost killed herself out of resentment. If your mom wasn't by our side, she might have given up a long time ago. Your mom gave and made Aira feel like a mother. No, the two women in your life forgot you; they just did what they thought would make you safe. Both of you want safety for the person you love."Maybe the fat one has promised that they will meet. Maybe this is the answer to all your prayers. Aira will find your mother and he will take care of her. Aira

Miguel's P.O.V "I'm going to resign," I said as soon as I entered Daddy's office.When I arrived here in Manila, I immediately went to Daddy's office. I feel so much anger, but I have to respect him because he is still my father. I'm studying, and I know Mama won't like it if I don't respect Daddy. When I saw his face and everything that was said flashed back to me, he did what he cursed. My ears were hot as if I wanted to slap him, but I couldn't. I'm still holding myself back. "Where did you come from?" he asked me without even understanding what I was saying. I didn't answer him and just turned my back. Whether or not he accepts my resignation letter is still meaningless. I decided to leave and not see him. I looked at him because he threw a stone at the door I was about to touch. I didn't speak, so I stayed silent.