I’m Just His Wife

I stiffened in my stance when he touched one of my chests and squeezed it slightly. I sighed and screamed.

“Kyaaah! Help me! Someone get me! Help-!” he covered my mouth and started kissing my neck.

“Shh … You’ll enjoy it, Miss. Don’t worry …” he whispered in my ear so my hair stood on end.

I tried to scream and struggle but I couldn’t. I just felt like I had no top when I felt the cold. Bullshit.

After he disgusted my neck, he disgusted my chest. I could do nothing but cry. Damn it!

I fell when he suddenly released me. I was stunned as I cried. Did I just get … harassed?

He licked his lower lip. “Alas. I still want to put you in bed in case it’s not allowed. Tsk. All right, I’m leaving. See you again next time, Ms. Beautiful.” the man even winked at me before opening the door and leaving.

Shaking my hands I took my strapless bra and put it on and then I immediately put on my blouse.

Damn … It’s embarrassing what happened. I was touched by a disgusting man and I didn’t do anything …

***

Ivan’s POV

“Isn’t Miss Steinfields coming yet?” I asked my secretary Roselynn, frowning.

Our presentation was ready earlier but we still don’t have our important client who happened to be … My wife. I know it’s Rigella.

Even if she denies that she”s not Rigella, I know I wasn’t just mimicking last night. When his mask fell off, my two eyes could see his face. It’s really her.

“Not yet, Sir. And they’re not really coming. Miss Steinfields’ secretary called just now and they’re canceling the meeting.” Roselynn’s polite promise so I swallowed my senses.

Looks like he really doesn’t want to see me. Tsk, I still thought this was the chance for me to tell him what I didn’t say before.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“Fine. I’ll go home first now. Cancel all of my appointments for today.” I said and went straight out of the conference room.

I need to find her and talk to her. I wanted to ask her what had happened to her in five years, why she became Miss Steinfields, and why she left me.

I used to think it might be because of the death of his parents but I immediately dismissed it in my mind. She was a strong girl and it was not the death of her parents that will push her to leave and run away.

The employees I pass greet me but I can do nothing if I don’t just listen to them. I am no longer smiling. I lost my appetite today because he wasn’t coming.

The thought of her going here in my company as Andrea Steinfields and not as Rigella Crisostomo-De Leon was painful but at the same time … Happy.

But to my disappointment, she did not arrive. And I’m still wondering why. Doesn’t he want to see me?

When I got into the elevator I hit the ground floor because my car was there. I’m just going to rest myself at my house and sleep the whole day. This month was the busiest working month for me.

My cellphone vibrated in the pocket of my slacks so I took it. I answered the call without looking at who the caller was.

“Darn it, De Leon! I’ve been calling you before! Why aren’t you answering my calls ?!”

I closed my eyes firmly and shook my head gently. I’m preparing for our meeting but it turns out a failure because I didn’t make her come.

“I was busy, five.” my answer was realistic.

“Oh, god damn it, Ivan! Stop calling me five! The flaw was listening!”

I just smirked at myself. “Fine. What do you need, Creed?”

“Ice was kidnapped, De Leon! You need to go home! And, fuck! I can’t believe that she did that!” I can hear frustration on his voice.

I got alarmed because of what he said. “What ?! Who the hell kidnapped my son ?!” Damn! I am wishing that the elevator will bring me to the ground floor immediately!

“It’s Manang Lisa’s granddaughter. It’s Maria.” He said coldly. I know why. He likes her. But hell, he has a girlfriend and he’s five years older than her.

“What? Maria Lynette did that?” kunot noo kong tanong. I can’t believe this! Marilyn won’t do that!

“Yeah! I can’t believe that too, but the CCTV camera showed as that it was her who kidnapped Ice!”

“Darn it …” I moaned and got out of the elevator when it opened.

“You need to come here immediately, De Leon. Everything’s fucked up in here.”

“Fine. I’ll go there. Just give me some minutes.” I dropped the call when I got to the front of my car.

I was about to open the driver’s seat door but I was stopped for no apparent reason. Suddenly I just stared at my car. An expensive car that everyone dreams of. A luxurious sports car.

I knew in myself that I didn’t deserve it all because he had to have it all. I was the only one to partake of everything that was due to him because he was gone. Everything her parents worked for went to me.

I took a deep breath. I know to myself that I am only adopted. I was still amazed because my Dad and Mom seemed to dislike me very much and were the only ones who were kind and caring to me. It was because I was only adopted and he never looked at me as his child. He just see me as a tool that can make his company grow more. As simple as that.

I found out I was adopted when Dad was taken to the hospital because he was shot. He lost too much blood and he needed to undergo blood transfusion. My mom was type AB and she can’t give him blood, so I insisted on giving my blood because I thought I am his son. But to my surprise … We have different blood types. He’s type O while I am type B.

And that was also the time that Mom confessed the truth on me. That his son died right after she gave birth on him and … they named them Ivan.

As for me, they adopted me in an orphanage after a year of losing their child. My Mom was the only one who wants to adopt me but Dad doesn’t want to. I conclude that, he don’t want to replace their decreased son.

The name Ivan Jed De Leon brought me to the top. But behind that name was an adopted son seeking his father”s love. I always wish, since I was a child, that dad will finally love me the way Mom loves me. That he can appreciate my efforts just to make him proud. But none of them was granted, my Dad didn’t love me. Never.

I always ask myself why can’t he love me? was it hard to love me? Am I not a worthy child in his sight? Did he ever, at least a little bit, look at me as his child?

I did a lot of sacrifices for him. I followed what he used to want to take a business related course even though I wanted to take Culinary Arts to become a chef. I also combined my study of my doctorate degree in business management and running the company because that”s what he wanted. I married and held Rigella accountable because that”s also what she wanted.

But none of those things I did didn’t get me a single smile. And I also don’t regret that I married Rigella because she’s worth it. He preferred to live with the idiot I was then just to build our son’s family.

But my sacrifices were also disappointing. It hurts me that I can’t get what I want. What I really want.

Sometimes I think that I wish I was the only real child of Mom. If they were really maybe my child I wouldn’t have experienced all that suffering in my whole life. Maybe my Dad would have loved me so much if that had just happened.