CHAPTER 40

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For the first time in our marriage life, I asked her for dinner. Nakita ko ang kinang ng mga mata niya nung pumasok siya sa VIP room na kinuha ko para sa aming dalawa. I hate myself for washing that glitters off her eyes.

"I want a divorce." nakita ko kung paano siya natigilan sa sinabi ko. I'm watching her every reaction and it was like a knife, stabbing me deep and hard. I was praying silently that she'll not grant it. Who fucking wants divorce? I want to protect her from Ardelle but I also want to keep her. Hindi ko ata kakayaning mawala sa akin si Ynessa.

God knows how much I love her. She was like my answered prayer. She happened unexpectedly and I can't just stop myself from falling hard day by day. Pero hindi ko rin kakayaning masaktan siya ni Ardelle. Ayokong siya ang isunod nito sa pamilya ko. Sobrang labag sa loob ko lahat ng mga salitang pinapakawalan ko. Sobrang sakit sa dibdib sa tuwing nabibigo ang mga mata niya pero kailangan kong mag-isip at huwag masyadong pairalin ang puso ko.

I had to pushed her away. To hurt her emotionally. At hindi nakakatulong sa pagpoprotekta ko sakanya ang pagiging matapang niya.

Sa bawat sakit na ibinibigay niya kay Ardelle ay siyang mas nagpapagigigil ditong saktan din siya. Kinailangan kong amuhin si Ardelle para hindi niya masaktan ang asawa ko. I had to follow everything she asked me to do just for her to stay away from Ynessa.

Kaya nagulat ako nung makita ko si Ynessa sa Catanduanes. Hindi na dapat siya sumunod! Dammit! She's so stubborn! Baby... Fuck it! Alam ko na nagsampa siya ng kaso sa Ina ni Ardelle. I want to fucking hurt that old hag! How dare her fucking touch my wife!

"Tell your fucking Mother to leave Ynessa alone, Ardelle! Sa oras na masaktan pa ang asawa ko, hindi ko alam ang magagawa ko sayo at sa pamilya mo." mariin kong hawak ang braso niya habang sinasabi ko 'yon. Kita ko ang sakit na bumalandra sa mukha niya pero may hinigpitan ko lamang ang hawak ko.

I had to keep my ears and eyes open whenever I'm with Ardelle. I need to know where she's hiding my family. Hindi ko na macomtact ang pamilya ko o kahit si Talia man lang. But Ardelle's keeping her eyes on me too. I had to fucking say a lot of painful words toward Ynessa whenever she's looking.

Nung gabing magmakaawa siya sa akin, nakatingin noon si Ardelle. And earlier that night, I found out that it's not Ardelle who's keeping my family, it's the Del Prado's Organization. Kaya mas lalo kong tinulak si Ynessa palayo sa akin.
Hindi ko alam kung bakit nasali ang organisasyon pero alam kong hindi basta-basta ang kapit ni Ardelle. The organization are known in black market and to the underground because of it's illegal businesses. Our Grand father was the one who build that stupid organization and passed it to the eldest son, Martino Del Prado. Papa chose not to engage himself in the darkness and managed the legal business. Kami lang sa pamilya ang hindi sumali. Naniniwala si Papa na puro lamang iyon kasamaan at pagkauhaw sa kapangyarihan.

I studied Ardelle's possible plan to get me. At hindi nga ako nagkamali nung tuluyan nang makisali si Martino. He doesn't care if I am his blood, all he cares is the power. I heard that Arjentes offered their money in return of helping Ardelle in her plan. Plan to get me using my family. This bitch doesn't understand anything!

At si Ynessa ang nakikitang hadlang ni Ardelle para tuluyan akong makuha. I was there when she tried to drown my wife. I'm watching them. Alam kong matapang ang asawa ko at lalaban siya at hindi nga ako nagkamali. I wanted to cheer her and let her drown that bitch but I stopped her. Without Ardelle, I can't have my family. I have to tell her hurtful words again. Unti-unti na akong dinudurog ng mga mata niya. Sakabila ng matatalim na titig niya ay hindi maitatago nun ang sakit na nararamdaman niya.

Evander came into the picture. Hindi na siya masyadong nagpaparamdam simula nang maikasal kami ni Ynessa at iba ang nararamdaman ko sa pagbabalik niya. Mukhang nakarating na sakanya ang balita. When he punched me, I let him. I somehow deserve the punch for all the painful words I've said to my wife. But the second time around, I fought back.

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