Chapter 50 Kabiguan

<Mia>

Because I rejected him again, is that why he's acting this way?

He's probably mad. If he really wants to have a child, he can just hire a surrogate mother.

"Hubby..." I called him again in a soft voice.

He didn't hear me.

"Hubby..." I raised my voice a bit.

"Hubby Doki!"

He finally turned to face me. His expression asking what's wrong.

"Can I go to Lorena?" I asked for his permission.

He nodded at me and returned his attention to what he was doing.

"Can you drive me to her place?" I asked, hoping he would agree.

"I'll call my driver to drive you there," he replied without looking at me.

I felt disappointed.

How can I coax him? I don't know if he's angry or upset. I'm used to him talking to me after and he usually can't stay mad at me for long. We've been like this for two days, and I've been waiting for him to apologize to me, but I haven't heard anything.

"Can't you come with me instead?"

"I'll meet with my twin."

Wow, he's never turned me down like that before.

I felt like crying.

"Fine, I'll go alone then." I said sadly, but he didn't give me any more attention.

I left our house feeling down. I caught a glimpse of his shiny and red lips before I left our room.

Lorena won't pick me up because we had a fight. She's stubborn, and she wants me to be the one to apologize first. She should be the one apologizing to me when we argue, even if it's my fault. That's how Ethan does it.

I brought the popular brand of bag he gave me.

I felt reluctant as I finally arrived at Lorena's house, and it was already evening because Makati City was far from her place. The trip took hours.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, sounding annoyed, as she opened the gate. "And who are you? Are you lost, Miss?" She continued with her rude tone. "You look like a cheap girl with your outfit." She harshly commented when she saw my whole appearance.

What's her problem with my clothes? I was wearing a mint green bag, gray pants with elephant design, rubber shoes, a loose shirt, and a cap.

"Bebang..." I couldn't hold back my tears anymore and broke down in front of her.

"What? Do you have a problem, that's why you're here at my house?"

She couldn't resist and let me in.

Before she could ask, I told her about my problem, "Ethan is becoming distant from me." I confided in her.

"It's your fault," I didn't even get to tell her the full story yet.

"Bebang..." I sniffled.

"Stop with the drama." She cringed. She handed me a tissue, and I accepted it.

"What happened again, ah? You're such a witch," she said, irritated with me.

I glanced at the makeup on the center table and noticed that one of her eyebrows wasn't fully drawn yet. I remember so many gossiping vendors in the canteen about her thin and single-line eyebrows.

"After we got back from the resort, I could feel that he's become distant. It may not be obvious, but I can really feel that he's becoming distant. He didn't even bother to drop me off here, unlike what he usually does before." There was a hint of resentment in my voice, and I almost choked up from crying.

She cringed when I accidentally wiped away a runny nose with a big booger, which I got from the resort.

"I haven't heard your full story yet, but I know it's your fault. Go on, tell me while I'm still being nice."

"I don't know what happened, and then I got nervous because when his twin called before I left, he mentioned the name Fairy with a long chin."

"Who's Fairy now? Fairy godmother?" She started fixing herself. She has a lot of makeup; she loves to use foundation, which often makes her look like a raggedy white lady. It just doesn't suit her.

"That guy she should have married, who seems to be favored by his family more than me and is also a doctor." I feel insecure that he's also a doctor. I'm sorry he chose me.

Even someone like me can feel sad.

"Why are you crying?" He asked annoyed.

"Because he's already with someone else!"

I'm right. I have the courage, all my instincts are correct, and I can't be wrong.

"What did you do? Tell me the whole story." She said irritably while looking at the mirror she was holding.

I told her what happened at the resort and what happened two days ago when we got home.

"You know what! You're so foolish! I'm starting to wonder where you inherited your stupidity from. I'm amazed how you became an architect!" She slapped me in irritation.

"Of course, he got upset when you said you're not ready to have a child. And besides, you always reject him. I thought your husband was infertile."

"Where do you get your confidence when you don't even have the looks? Are you trying to be a hypocrite?"

"Do you think I'll stay in a relationship like that? In the sewer?"

"Go back home and win your husband back. He's asking for your affection! He's upset! If you don't make amends with him, he might fall for Fairy Godmother." She threatened me, that bebang.

I was about to protest, "Wait, let me fix you up so you'll look prettier!" A bright idea popped into her dirty mind.

"LOL, it's late, and I'll be going home soon." I declined. I'm pretty even without makeup. I'm pretty because I have a lot of money.

I believe that no one is ugly if they have money. If you're ugly, you know the reason... you don't have money.

"Dalina! So your husband will fall more in love with you!" She pulled my hair.

"Damn it! I'll beat you up if you don't let go of me!" I threatened her. She always annoys and angers me.

"Don't be so babyish, it doesn't suit you." She pulled me to face her, and I couldn't do anything as she forced what she wanted.

He touched my eyebrow to check, and I looked at his ring finger.

"Oh, why do you have that?" I pointed at his ring.

He gave me a wide smile.

"Guess what?" He raised an eyebrow at me.

I looked closely at his ring, and it's beautiful, it could be worth a fortune. How much is it? And where did he buy it?

"I'm engaged!" He shouted excitedly.

"To whom?!" I asked in horror. Who is he engaged to? I can't guess because he has so many male companions and flings. He says he's enjoying life. Life is too short, waste it.

"To whom else?! Kieffer, of course!" He said with glee. "He proposed to me last week." His eyes sparkled as he held his engagement ring.

"Oh my! How can you get married when he's already married?" I mocked his daydreaming. "And what about Mark Mahusay?" I asked, trying not to laugh.

"We're not together anymore. I left him when baby Kieffer proposed to me." He's still filled with joy.

"And besides, didn't you also have a thing with Froilan Panis Jr.?"

"We were just chatting, and we never became a couple!" He looked like he wanted to eat me.

All my tears retreated. Maybe they'll come out later. I have a schedule for my crying.

"You're good at choosing guys with nice names. The guys you talk to have such lousy names." I teased.

She started applying foundation to my face. She put on so much.

"Let me see a picture of the girl you're talking about." Lorena suddenly said.

I showed her the picture so that I have someone to mock with and someone on my side.

She put on more foundation on my face. Well, she applied a lot of powder. I looked like a white lady.

"Wow! She's gorgeous, girl!" She took Ethan's phone from me to take a closer look. We exchanged phones, so I always have to text him since I often use the excuse of having no load, even though I have a plan.

"What's beautiful about her? Her skin looks terrible!" I quickly took back the iPhone Pro Max 256GB in white, worth eighty thousand, that Ethan gave me before she could dirty it.

"She's a doctor, right? Oh my?!" She covered her mouth, her eyes widened like a tarsier. "Sis! Maybe they're meant to be! Doctors are meant for doctors. Doctors like dating fellow doctors!"

I remembered Ethan's family, where most of their spouses are doctors, and only a few married someone from a different profession. Their children are doctors, their uncles and aunties are doctors, even their nephews and nieces are doctors. His siblings are doctors too. I recalled the last dinner we had, everyone was a doctor, and I was the only one with a different profession.

"Lmao! You monster!" I reacted, "He won't replace me, duh! He can't do that to me, and he's more loyal than a dog! If he wanted to replace me, he should've done it a long time ago!" I said, annoyed at her, and I quickly hid Hubby Doki's cellphone, fearing it might get lost, and I wouldn't be able to pay for it.

She went back to putting various things on my face and fixed my eyebrows.

"Don't be too confident; he might replace you, especially if you don't want to give him a child. Remember, everyone can have an accident."

Her words made me nervous, but I ignored them.

"Ugh!" She sighed, while applying glitters on my face, "Karma can be cruel, you know. You cheated on him, remember? Hmm, you might get what you deserve." She threatened me with a strange smile on her lips.

I couldn't roll my eyes because she was doing something to my eyes.

We chatted while she was doing my makeup. After she finished, she let me borrow one of her sexy outfits. She always gives me pretty clothes and buys them for me, but I never wear them because they're too girly for me.

"Here! Your husband will fall in love with you all over again!" Lorena said happily. I was wearing a simple red dress that wasn't too revealing. It's a puff-sleeve dress above the knee with a V-neck.

"You look human!" She teased, but I just frowned at her.

I looked at myself in the full-length aesthetic mirror. I realized that makeup suits me. She did light makeup, and I was starting to feel good about myself because I looked stunning tonight.

"Are you going home? Have dinner here first; Kieffer said he can't come because he's busy with work." She started to tidy up her things.

"I won't stay long, and I asked Doc to pick me up." I fixed my curly hair. "He's picking me up; he called me, remember?"

She fixed my face and hair slightly when they got a little messed up.

"Be careful with those guys! You're so clueless." Lorena warned me.

What time will your handsome husband be coming?

My phone rang, and I answered it.

Little Wife calling...

Ethan put Elmao as my name in his phone. It's like I'm calling myself. I immediately answered.

"Mia..." he said in a deep voice, "I can't pick you up now. We're in a meeting. I'll send my driver there. He is on his way."

Mia? Now he's calling me Mia? I felt disappointed. He's never not picked me up before. Most of the time, he doesn't want anyone else to pick me up; he wants to be the first person I call for everything.