One More Chance
Chapter 53: Do you know the reason why I never love you?

I can see it in your eyes and it hurts to admit it, I can't tell if the feeling is gone. ALL I ASK is just a little honestly, THOUGH I KNOW that YOU'RE NOT COMING BACK TO ME. You know I'LL DO ANYTHING TO MAKE YOU STAY, but I just have to let you go, I JUST

HAVE TO LET YOU GO, IF THE FEELING IS GONE~~~

-Kyla Alvarez-

I went straight home after I came from the hotel. I decided to keep it from Jack for a while because I know she would react hysterically when she found out what I did and that I didn't take her. I know her, she's becoming a reckless sometimes.

I walked into the house without having the slightest idea that my husband was back from work early and was waiting for me.

I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow the moment I saw him as I was surprised to see him watching TV in the living room. I pretended not to see him and was about to go up the stairs when he called me. "Samantha!"

I can sense from the tone of his voice that he already knew what happened... that I talked to her bed warmer.

But instead of stopping and facing him, I went directly to the stairs and ignored him as he continued to call my name.

I thought he had already stopped there, but I was shocked when he prevented me from closing the door to my room. He used his strength to enter my room and closed the door behind him.

Even though his action confused me, I did my best to hide it. I didn't ask him why he came into my room, instead, I heaved a sigh and turned to the walk-in closet.

"What did you do, Samantha?" He asked as he followed me inside.

"What do you mean by what I did? I don't know what you're talking about." I simply shrugged, pretending to be clueless with what he was talking about.

"Don't play the innocent part here, I know what you did!"

"Oh, if you knew what I did, then why are you still asking me?" A chuckle escaped me and I couldn't help but shake my head. But at that moment, my hands were busy unbuttoning my shirt. He took a step and grabbed my arm to faced me to him...

"Why did you do---"

... but he stopped talking when he saw that I completely unbuttoned my shirt and my red lace-up bra including my cleavage came to his view.

"What? What did you stop?" I raised an eyebrow. A smile playing against the corner of my lips. He looked so shocked to see me almost naked.

He instantly let go of my arm and stepped back. Tsk.tsk... letting go of my hand was his another fault because I got the chance to unhook my bra. "What are you doing? Can you stop that?"

"What's your problem, Luke, I'm just changing my clothes." I shrugged, smiling.

If there's one thing I should be proud of that I have than Cherry is that I have big and natural round size boobs. Yes, she has luscious curves, but I also have luscious breasts. "Can you just do it later?"

"What the hell is your problem? It's as if you haven't seen this thing, duh!" And without any warning, I took off my bra and showed him what I have that he's missing due to his blindness to his mistress.

I stood proudly in front of him.

"Oh, Goddamnit, Samantha!" He said brushing his face with his hand before turning and going back to the bedroom.

But I noticed how he clenched his jaws and the way he swallowed when he saw my breasts.

I was left laughing at his reaction, but actually, deep inside I was hurt. Well, who wouldn't be? It was only been three months since we shared those intimate moments together. When it's my body that receives his touch and I was the one he kissed every night. But everything changed, and all because they met again.

In which, sometimes I wonder, what if they didn't meet again, would there be a chance that he'll learn to love me?

But I guess all of it, all my questions will only remain questions. Until when? I don't know. I just hope it's not forever.

After changing into comfortable clothes, it was only then that I returned to the bedroom. I found him sitting on the edge of the bed, facing the door, so he didn't notice me.

He got up but I walked directly in front of my makeup stand.

"I guess I know the reason why you're here. Tell me, is it because your bed warmer already told you that we met?" I asked the moment I took a seat.

"Why did you do that? Why did you harass her?"

Harass? Did he just use that word?

That was the moment when a smile disappeared from my lips... that bitch!

"Didn't I tell you that this thing was just between you and me?"

I let out an annoyed sigh.

"Wow! Is that what she told you that I harassed her and you believed her? How dare that crazy bitch? I'm gonna fucking slap her face when I see her again!"

"I didn't say I believed her, but knowing you---"

"What? I am what? You didn't mention the word believe, but your actions and your screams say it all!"

He didn't utter a word. He just stared at me.

"God! You're unbelievable!" A scoff has left my throat. "I didn't even touch her fingers! That fucking bitch!" "You shouldn't have done that stupid thing!"

Hearing the word he mentioned almost made my eardrums explode, so I stood up and turned to him in dismay.

"Stupid? Why? Are the things you're doing in her room and on her bed not to be called stupid? Luke, I hope you haven't forgotten who your wife is and who is just your mistress! I know you already told me you have no feelings for me, but don't take my rights over this family!"

"She could sue you---"

"Then let her be! Tell her we will see each other in court, including you, Mr Williams! Everyone knows you're perfect, your family is perfect, but they don't even have an idea that you're far from the Luke Williams they adore very much. They didn't know you're a great liar. A cheater. And your family? They didn't know it's just a great lie!"

We had a staring competition. Nobody wants to stop first, but he was the first to speak.

"Do you know the things she has that you don't have and why I never loved you?"

My breath hitched as his question brought a sting not just to my heart but to my whole sanity. But even though it squeezed me and my heart tightly, I still had the courage to smile and pretend I didn't feel hurt at all.

"Ohh... that's an interesting question that I'm sure also has an interesting answer, so yeah, why don't you tell me so I might at least get an idea why you're doing this to me." I said crossing my arms over my chest and leaning my back against the makeup stand. "Well, she's your opposite. She always listened to me. She always had her back to me, supporting me in every matter. She never makes decisions or things like you without informing me."

"Oh, so she's a Saint now." Mockery and disgust were evident in my voice. "Nah! I think she's more like a robot!"

"She never insulted me or even my ego. She never insulted anyone and he never did the things you did that will affect other people---"

"Oops, wait! What did you say again---she never insulted anyone? Are you blind, Luke Marcuz or are you just pretending to be blind? What can you call about her stealing someone else's husband? Isn't that kind of insults, huh?"

"Yes, but don't you think she's just giving you back the things you did to her four years ago---stealing someone else's boyfriend?"

I faked a laugh.

"You're throwing too much praises on your mistress, sweetheart. But let me remind you that a boyfriend and a husband are too far from each other. A boyfriend-girlfriend relationship has no contract, which means you're not yet legally connected with each other, so I can't be called a stealer at that time because she doesn't have any certificate proving you were her property. But in a husband and wife relationship, the wife has all the legal certificates, connections and reasons that prove her rights towards her husband, so when someone tries to steal her husband, that person can be called a stealer, a mistress and a homewrecker at the same time." I ended my long speech with a smirk.

But to my surprise, he gave me back the smirk as he put his hands in his pockets.

"You're really confident that because you are my wife, you have all the rights towards me, huh?"

"Yes!" I raised an eyebrow as I was braced myself to hear another hurtful word from him.

"What property are you talking about--- I mean, how could I become your property If I couldn't give you even my heart?"

I was right. I held my breath for I don't know how long as it wasn't just hard blow but a real insult to me.

So faking another smile, I slowly stepped towards him and stopped when we were just a few inches away from each other.

"Yes, I don't have your heart, it has never been mine and I'm not sure if it will become mine, but don't forget, sweetheart, that I have your name, so you have no choice because as long as we are married, she will remain your 'mistress' and I will remain 'your wife' and you..." I paused, touching the tip of his nose. "You're stuck with me."