When A Martyr Wife Gets Tired

What is love? Love endures."Are you coming home tonight?" I asked my husband. As far as I know, it's Sunday and he doesn't have work in his office. But that's it and he's all dressed up. He's even wearing a perfume that he doesn't do. "No, I'm not coming home, tonight. Don't wait for me." he answered coldly. "Okay. W–where are you going?" I asked in curiosity. "To a friend." he replied and he seemed very sure of it. Love always understands even it's hurting you. "Okay." I'm not contented to what he said. I guess it's different. When my husband left, I hurriedly called Jacob. He's my husband's bestfriend. "Do you know where Rod is going? Please Jacob, don't lie to me." I beg openly to Jacob. "My God, Cianna! You know the truth can harm with the child in your womb. So, you'd better act like nothing happened—" Yeah, I'm pregnant and my husbad doesn't know that. Only his bestfriend know, only Jacob knows about my four weeks pregnancy. But—love will always let you find the trut

Cianna's Point of View: I cried so much that I didn't realize that I had fallen asleep without changing my pajamas last night. It is now six o'clock in the morning. I immediately got up and went to a wash room because my stomach was so bad. It's like digging into something I can't understand. In a few moments I was nauseous in the sink. When my nausea was over, the digging into my stomach was also over. There I washed and groomed myself. After doing my morning routines, I decided to go downstairs. "Babe what happened? Why did you suddenly leave me last night?" I was just in the middle of the stairs when I immediately heard Thalia's voice. I tried to calm myself down. Fortunately, my emotions were in line with what I wanted to happen. I'm right of suspicion. Thalia's here, they're at the table and Rod is facing each other. Rod was touching his head while leaning on the table. Thalia, on the other hand, seemed to have a hard time getting Rod's attention. "What are you doing here?" I

Rodleigh's Point of View: I hurriedly out of Cianna's room carrying the diary containing Thalia's secrets. I like to think that these are just Cianna's fiction. I like to think she was just insulting Thalia with what she wrote here. But I couldn't help my feelings of not believing what I found out. It was as if thousands of knives were stabbing my heart now. It hurts. It is very painful. I first went to my room to put the notebook I got in Cianna's room, and the envelope that Manang had given me earlier. I put aside opening that envelope first. I have something more important to go to now. "Sir, are you leaving?" It was Manang who's asking me. Although I wanted to answer her, but I couldn't because I was in such a hurry. When I got in my car I immediately drove it back to Thalia's house. I wanted to hear firsthand from her that what I found out was not true. I can't stand if those are true. Six years my world revolved around Thalia. I never knew her as a secretive woman. For me,

Rodleigh's Point of View: "Sir, do you know her?" I just got to my office room and that was the first question Danielle, my personal assistant, asked me. "Next time, don't you ever dare to touched my things, Danielle!" I violently grabbed the picture frame she was holding and returned it to where I first placed it. "Get out!" I shouted at her. "I'm sorry, Sir, I'm really sorry." She nodded before rushing out of the room. I sat down in my swivel chair and slowly looked at her picture. "It's been seven years, Cianna, but why I can't find you no matter what I do?" I asked myself as I started touching her face through the picture frame that I am holding. "Excuse me!" "Chua!" I quickly stood up to face Chua. "What was that?" He asked meaningfully as he slowly stepped closer to me. "What are you hiding behind you, Del Mundo?" "None of your business! What's bring you here?" I asked. "Really? I thought you already moved on?" He said with a smile after he took the picture of Cianna

Cianna's POV: Today is the last day of my shoot here in VDM Group of Companies, I was excited of course, because my kids and I are going back to Paris. I've been in the Philippines for a month but I haven't visited mama and papa yet. I also don't know how to deal with them again. That's why I'm planning to see them tomorrow. I want to apologize to them for what I did, leaving and hiding for almost seven years. I really miss them too. About Rod, he's always trying to talk to me about our past but I never give him a chance. I'd rather deny it forever than talk to him about it. "Break time is over!" Manager Dei shouted, so, I immediately got up to return to my seat. When I focused my attention on what I was doing, my cellphone suddenly rang. But since the cameras are already set up, I don't know if I will answer the call first or continue my pose. I looked around at manager Dei and at the bag where my cellphone was. "Go ahead, answer it first." I breathed a sigh of relief because my