When I woke up, I felt pain between my thighs. I suddenly sat up when I realized I wasn't wearing anything except a blanket covering me.
I looked around and suddenly remembered what happened last night.
The door suddenly opened and Shuan walked in.
He looked at me coldly, so I wondered if I had done something wrong to him.
"Are you angry?" I asked him softly.
He stared at me. "No. What time is it? You're still lying there," I just smiled at his blaming tone.
I looked at myself and tightly held the blanket covering me. I realized that my tears were already flowing.
"Don't cry there, just cook!" his voice became louder, so I just looked at him.
He's right, I haven't even thought of cooking yet and he's already home. Maybe he's hungry.
"I'll cook now," I smiled at him. He turned away from me and left the room.
I know he doesn't love me, but I won't get tired of loving him for our child.
I stood up and quickly got dressed. I didn't notice that the blanket covering my lower half was slowly disappearing, allowing me to move freely.
I finished cooking sinigang and adobo because I knew these were his favorites. I saw him quickly coming down the stairs with long sleeves rolled up to his arms.
He caught my eye. "I won't eat anymore because the judge is calling me," he said coldly and left me alone again to eat.
I won't get tired of loving you, Shuan.
I've been a good wife for a month now but he still ignores me. He doesn't eat the meals I prepare, not even a taste. He always comes home with another woman or drunk. He doesn't hurt me physically, but it hurts my heart. I understand him, but why doesn't he appreciate us, his child and me? I have many assignments and essays to do, but I still take care of him when I come home. I understand his work, but I hope he still has time for us.
Mr. President talked to me and said his daughter loves me, but his daughter is not yet sure about her feelings. So I said I will wait, even if it takes years. As long as she also loves me.
I'm NBSB (No Boyfriend Since Birth) so he will be my first boyfriend. But it turns out my husband came first. It happened the other way around, two months have passed and my belly is already big so I have to be extra careful.
I became friends with Paul and he helps me with my schoolwork even though he has no knowledge of the Law firm. He still finds ways to help me with my assignments.
He's late coming home tonight, he still smells like alcohol. But it's good that he arrived safely here at home. I helped him inside until we reached the living room.
"Let go of me!!!" he pushed me so I just fell to the floor while he lay on the sofa.
"Can you not push me, the baby..." I was cut off by his shouting again.
"I don't care about that child, you're a flirt. You even seduced the vice president's son. Who's next, huh?" he laughed.
I don't know how to react to what he's saying to me. He sat down.
"Your father deserves to die!!!" I didn't know but I slapped him.
Even though I love him, who is he to say that to my father? Who is he, huh?
He just opened his mouth in response to what I did. Sorry, Shuan.
"Do you love me?" I was interrupted by what he said.
Yes, I love you but it's like my tongue was cut off. I couldn't open my mouth.
"I hope not, because I will never love you." he said coldly and left without expression on his face.
I was left stunned. I heard the noise of the car engine, is he leaving again? And indeed, he left.
He doesn't love me, he just gave me false hope and hurt me.
I just cried in my room. What time is it, but I still can't sleep. I lay on my side and when I saw my door slowly opening, I knew it was Shuan. Because if it was a thief or someone else, he wouldn't be able to enter my room because it's guarded tightly here at the Villamor residence.
I closed my eyes pretending to be asleep, and it was obvious that he didn't know I was awake.
"Fatty, please say... you love me." I heard him whisper weakly and he was still crying.
He's crying.
"Fatty, s-sorry, sorry for what I did." I know he's crying quietly, I couldn't stop myself from crying too.
I felt him touch my stomach. "Baby, I-i love you..."
Why is he crying so heavily? It seems like he's in pain. I didn't know.
I closed my eyes tightly and when he softly said, "I love you, baby," I felt his warm arms around me from behind. After a while, I felt his breathing deepen. It means, there's another reason why he's doing this. But what is it? The important thing is that he loves me, me and my child.
"I love you very much too."
The next day, Shuan was not there when I woke up. It's still early, but it looks like he woke up earlier than me. When I went down, I was full of wonder and just laughed at what I saw in the kitchen. He was wearing a tank top and shorts, busy tasting what he was cooking with sauce.
He faced me and was surprised to see me.
"What is this?" I couldn't do anything but ask.
But he didn't answer, he just held me tightly in his arms and suppressed the excitement at what he whispered.
"I love you, baby."