The Wife's Revenge

Chapter 1

"Do you get Mr. Zaballa, Mr. Aringo?" I asked, and he placed his folder of documents on my table.

"Yes, Ms. Sandoval. You don't worry about anything because I did everything you ordered," he answered. "Mark will surely be angry when he finds out that we got the investor he was hoping to get," he answered me with a smile.

I just secretly smiled because of what he said. And took the folder from the table to read it.

"Job well done, Mr. Aringo," I answered. I can't help but feel happy because Mark's head is probably burning with anger.

This is just the beginning of my revenge on you and your woman!

I just secretly smiled while looking at the document that proves that we have acquired the SYG corporation.

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Mark's POV

I fixed my tie and prepared myself for some important business meetings that will invest in my company. I check my watch; it's already 2:00 p.m. in the afternoon.

"Sir, your appointment with Mr. Zaballa was canceled today; he already invested in the other company, and he said he would not invest in us anymore," my secretary said in the intercom.

Damn it! I exhaled so deeply just to control my anger.

"Go to my office now!" I yelled at my secretary. Shit!

I sit on the swivel chair just to wait for my secretary to enter my office. How could it happen? Fuck!

After a while, my secretary entered the office. She seems so scared and nervous, like a cat. Because she knows how to make me angry. My jaw tightened as I looked at her nervously.

"Just tell me how it could happen." I madly need him to invest in my company!" I hissed in anger. I can feel her trembling in front of me.

"I don't even know, sir. He called me and told me that he cut off his-"

"I don't need your goddamn explanation! Do you want to get fired? Huh?! Just fulfill your fucking responsibilities! Fuck!" I hissed again. I can see her paleness in front of me. Damn it! How did that happen?

"I'm sorry, sir," she apologized to me. I exhaled so deeply and messed up my hair before facing her again.

"What company? Just tell me what goddamn company he deals with!" my voice almost echoed inside my office.

"Sandoval's Company, sir," she said again. I don't know how many times I got goosebumps when I heard that name. Shit!

"Fuck! Get out of my office. Get out!" I shouted at her again. It's like a scared child rushing out of my office.

When my secretary left, the anger I felt still hadn't subsided. My hand clenched in anger. Damn! I slowly pulled my forehead back while looking at the desk.

I also heard my office door open and close, but it was a sign that someone had entered, so I just ignored it. I also heard the noise of the heels being used, and it was going to where I was!

"What happened here?" I just gasped when I heard my sister's voice. I simply look at her and see that her eyes are roaming inside my office.

"Nothing. Why are you here?" I asked her directly.

"You know why I keep coming back to your company. And-" I motioned with my hand to silence her from speaking. Damn! My head hurts every time she speaks.

"You're not tired of begging me about that? I've made up my mind, Jamie!" I answered her. I'm already causing a lot of problems, and then she's going to give me a headache?

"But, brother, you must find Lea. It's been a year since she disappeared like a bubble. And I'm so worried about her and also about my niece. Aren't you worried?" She answered again. Here we go again with a conversation that I'm still avoiding.

"No." I saw her silence at what I said. "And I don't have a plan either to find her. She didn't disappear; she left voluntarily. That's why I should know how to return!" I hissed

"But brother, you must find her, please. Mommy and daddy are worried," she keeps begging on my front.

"Stop it, Jamie. My decision is final!" I voiced, echoing across the whole office. I can see the sadness on her face.

"I get it. You don't love and care for Lea," she answered before she left my office. When he left, I gently ruffled my hair.

"God damn it!" I hissed in anger while looking at the door.

Leah Point Of view...

"Ma'am, your brother called. And he wants to remind you that you'll assign everything to an important business meeting that will be held on Wednesday afternoon. together with the board member and new business partner," I just nodded at what my secretary said.

I'm not shocked by what my secretary said because last month Reynard told me about the big project they were going to do. because they have a big project to do in Cebu, which is to build a hotel. Their target market is the growth of tourist spots and tourist destinations here in the Philippines. He assigns everything to me. up to the proposal, layout of the hotel, head of construction, and also in charge of everything.

"Okay, thanks." I gently rubbed my forehead. Gah! I already have four days to fix everything about our proposal. "By the way, did we have a new business partner?" I arched my eyebrow at her.

I gently looked at my secretary, who looked slightly at the paper she was holding.

"Yes, ma'am," answered my secretary.

"Who? What company does he own?" was my answer. Damn! Why didn't I even know that?

"SBC Company. Under held by Mr. Mark Samuel Montecillo," I felt weak at what my secretary said. WTF?!

Mark???

"What!? When?" I couldn't help but raise my voice at what I heard. Damn!

How could that happen?

I feel like my head hurts even more from what I heard. Damn! Why didn't I even know that? I feel mixed emotions right now. A mixture of annoyance and anger. I hurriedly grabbed my phone and dialed my brother's number. Every time my brother's phone rings, I get even more annoyed. Pick up the phone!

"The number that you have dialed is not attended or out of reach of the area. Please try a call later." Damn! I don't know how many times I was scolded in anger while my brother's cell phone kept ringing.

"Ugh!" I hissed in irritation and placed my phone on my table.

Ch. 2

Chapter 2

I looked at my wristwatch. It's already 12 then. I already have an hour to fix and prepare myself for a big meeting that will be held later. Damn!

I feel so exhausted and nervous right now. I don't know why. I don't know what to do. Even though I have encountered many business meetings, this is the only time I have been so tense and nervous. That's because of him! That jerk! Ugh!

I closed my eyes just to rest my mind a little bit. I remember what my brother talked about yesterday.

"Just tell me. Why him?" I blinked my eyes twice just to confirm what he said.

Damn! Why still, Mark? There are many big companies here in the Philippines. Why did my brother take Mark's company as a business partner? That man! My ex-husband! Damn!

"Hmm. He's quite nice and a successful bachelor businessman. I think that we need him in our company. It's not bad to accept him as my business partner," my brother said casually. My throat and nose seemed to heat up from what he was going to say. Ugh! I want to be angry, not because I'm so annoyed with my brother.

"Why didn't you tell me about this?" I feel that the vein in my neck has come out from being so annoyed with him. I even glared at him just to show him that I madly hated him for his decision.

"That's the reason why I didn't tell you about my decision. I know that you'll hate and curse me when I'm done," he said again. "I'm sorry for not telling you this. I know that you'll hate him. But just respect my decision, Lea," he said with a low tone.

I got even more annoyed with him. damn him! Even if I am against his decision, I just accept it, even if I hate it. I don't have any choice or power not to agree with it. He's my brother, and he's the boss. And I am the one who charges everything when he's not around.

"Okay, Fine! Do what you must," I said, leaving him alone in his office.

I'm back in reality when I hear a soft knock on the glass door. I slowly opened my eyes, and I saw my secretary standing next to the door. She was holding some papers and documents.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, ma'am. 10 minutes before the meeting started. They are all now in the conference room," my secretary announced.

I simply nod and take the papers that I'll need later. I hold the door where the conference would be held. I feel a mixture of nervousness and excitement at this time because this project depends on me. When I open that door, I must be prepared for the possibility. It is possible that Mark and I will cross paths and meet. I take a deep breath before opening the door.

I am that fierce and strong woman. All you could hear was the noise of my heels that I used to wear. Everyone is staring at me like there is a big finale that they are all waiting for. I stopped in the center, and all their faces and attention were on me. I also took out the papers and documents that I would need later.

"Good afternoon. We all gathered this afternoon to tackle the target hotel that we are planning to build in Cebu. I already made my proposal too," I started the conversation.

Only one thing caught my attention. That's Mark. He sat on the other side, like he was professional and formal. I could stare at his dark and cold eyes again, which made me feel so hated. How could he? He's just like a rock that doesn't have any care or feeling. as if he didn't know me. What could I expect from him? In the first place, he doesn't love or care for us. Damn him!

"This is the layout of the hotel that we were planning," I said, pressing the button to show the layout of the hotel on the big projector.

I said a lot and explained things to them so that they could understand my proposal. But I quit being so happy that everyone agreed with my work and presentation. But Mark was still quiet and silently observed me on the other side; I usually knew it because I could see him in the corner of my eyes.

"Do you have any questions? Comments or violent reaction to my proposal?" I bite my lips, roam my eyes all over the conference room, and wait for their reaction. Hmm, I think there's no question at all. I cleared my throat. "I think there's none," I said, and I looked into my brother's eyes.

"That's all for today. Thanks for your time. This meeting is dismissed." I announced it, and everyone was cheering and congratulating me. I'm so pleased and happy about their comments.

The board members approached me one by one; my brother and other sorts of people would be part of the meeting.

"Congratulations Lea. I knew you could do it; I'm so proud of you," my brother praised me, patting my shoulders. I simply reply to him, "Thank you," with a pleased smile. I knew that I made my brother happy.

When those people approached me, I could do nothing but thank them and entertain them. Since there are so many of them, I can't accommodate them very well. I look at the other corner, and I can't see Mark around, not even his shadow. Hmm

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"Call Mr. Aringo that I cannot meet him tomorrow," I said to my secretary.

"Yes, ma'am," my secretary noted.

"And I also called my brother and told him that I could not make it today." I added and left my secretary in the hallway. I started walking towards my office because I have some important work to do.

I just stopped walking when I felt a hand on top of me.

"What th-" I cut it out. When I found out who was grabbing me. I can feel something hitting my throat. I can't believe that he's standing in front of me right now. My ex-husband, whom I hated the most I blink my eyes twice to confirm that I am not dreaming.

"What the hell are you doing?" He brushed his teeth while looking at me. I could feel him just controlling his anger again. I fake a smile on him and look into his cold eyes.

"What? Could you please let go of my hand?" I said it boldly and emphatically and tried to take back his hand. but I can't do anything because he is strong. I don't know why, but I want to kick him and punch him so hard for what he has done to me.

"Never!" He clenched his jawline, and I could see his eyes were burning with anger. "You're coming with me, young lady!" he said with a hard and warning tone.

I don't know why I could feel this way. I no longer feel fear and nervousness every time he acts like that in front of me.

"Do you think that I'm easy to you, do you?" I mocked at him, "After all you've done to me, and that's all you can say?" I arched my eyebrow and pulled my hands off him. "Stop playing around, Mark, but I'm sorry for not coming to you. I'm not coming and going back again to your house with your filthy mistress of yours!" I hissed in irritation.

I could almost see his face turning red with anger. I know him that much, especially when he's mad. But I don't even care!

.

"Damn! Don't force me to get mad, Lea! Or I could drag you out to this place and lock you again inside our house!" he said. We almost met each other's eyes. I feel like I want to be happy with what he has to say now.

"In our house?" I was blown away by what he said. "When I decide to leave you and get out of that place, it's not my house anymore!" I said

"Really? You're still my wife, and you can't even do anything about it! If I say, You would do it!" His voice echoed in the hallway. All of the people and employees were looking at us. Damn this! He was making a scene here. Is he out of his mind?

"Correction! I'm no longer your wife!" I emphasized the word wife. "And don't make a scene here, Mr. Montecillo. I can make our partnership in our company inoperative if you touch even a single hair of mine!" I warned him, and that made him stop.

I just secretly smiled because I could see him blushing with anger in front of me. I also see that his fists are clenched.

"Go on, try me, Mr. Montecillo!" I challenged him, and he still stood in front of me and looked at me intently. "Well, see you around, ex-husband." I smirked at him and left him dumbfounded and annoyed.

I exhaled so deeply and glanced at my phone, which kept ringing on the table. I put my glasses on the table and answered the call. It's my brother calling. What's he up to again?

"Yes?" I started our conversation. I heard that he was breathing so deeply on the other line. What's the matter with him?

"Come here. It's about father," he said, making me weak and nervous on the spot. Damn!

I hurriedly turned off my phone and immediately grabbed my things and bags. The nervousness and fear in my heart are still not subsiding because of my brother's short words. I don't want anything bad to happen to my dad. I was in a hurry to leave the company, even though I still had a lot to finish and do. And I won't let anything bad happen to my dad either. I took long steps to make it easier for me to get to my mansion, where Daddy is staying now. I almost ignored the calls of the people around me because my mind was in a mess.

When I got inside our mansion, Brother Reynard greeted me.

"Brother!" I feel weak when I see my brother.

"He's okay by now and resting in his room," he said, which makes me feel relief. Thank God that he's okay now. "I don't tell him that you're going to be here. You should go to his room," he added, half smiling at me.

"Thanks, brother," I said. He shrugged at what I'd said and left me alone in the living area.

When my brother left. It was only there that I had the chance to visit Daddy in his room. Somehow I'm still reassured because he's okay and nothing bad happened to him. I slowly opened the door to his room. The first time I saw him lying on the bed, my heart felt weak and constricted. He was lying on the bed, and I had attached something to his body. He looked so weak and pale the last time I saw him. His skin was pale, and he looked so much older. My father was diagnosed with stage 3 stomach cancer. He always goes to the hospital because his stomach hurts, and he screams in pain when it hurts. There is nothing we can do but continue the medication inside the mansion. We hire a private maid to check on and take care of my father, and somehow he won't have trouble going to the hospital when his stomach hurts.

The corners of my eyes started to warm as I looked at Daddy lying on the bed and fainting. I want to hug him and caress him, but I'm just holding myself back. I don't want to wake him up and disturb him when he's sleeping. I pity him! I know how much he hates me and rejects me again and again.

"What are you doing here?" It's tough when he says it. But damn! It kills me when he talks like that to me. I go back to reality and look at the bed. My father was sitting and looking at me.

"I'm here because I'm worried." I tried to lighten the atmosphere between the two of us. I slowly walked to his place. I want to see him and get close.

"I don't need you! Who said you could come and set foot in my house?" He yelled at me in anger. I feel like something is blocking my heart and throat. Damn! It hurts.

I looked up to stop the tears from falling from my eyes. Why is that? Why am I still affected and hurt? I thought I could swallow and accept the hurtful things he was saying to me. Not yet! I still can't!

"No one. I want to visit you just to find out how you are doing. I don't see any reason for not coming over and getting worried about you," I said. I'm even more weak because I can't even read any emotions in his face.

"Now you know. Maybe it will go away! get out! And don't ever come here again!" he hissed again, which made my heart break. Damn! "I don't want to see your face again! You hear me? I do, despite you! Now, get out!" he yelled at me again.

I face him again with a poker face, even if I'm dying inside. I want to cry! I want to be nothing. But I'm just fighting. I don't want to show that I'm still weak.

"No, daddy. I will come back and keep coming back here to take care of you and watch over you. Even if you reject me and hurt me again and again, I will never get tired of coming back here." Something stuck in my throat. Tears started to fall from my eyes.

"I want to make it up to you. Because I know that I have done many and big sins to you before. But please, just let me take care of you even if you hate me that much." I paused. Tears are still flowing from my eyes.

What a pain! After all these years, he still hasn't forgiven me for the mistake I made before, and I'm still suffering and crying.

"I don't want you to forgive me! I only wished that you would accept it, even if it was just a pretense! I want to make it up to you, Daddy, because I know that I have fallen behind you a lot. Because that's the only time I can show how much I regret and suffer for the mistake I made!" I said. I don't care if I am pitiful in front of him.

I now looked at Daddy, who was still silent while watching me. I smiled at him even though I was feeling so heavy.

"I'm sorry. I'll be back tomorrow," I said, wiping my tears. I still haven't gotten an answer or expression from him. I started walking to leave him in the room.

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