Chapter 27

Chapter 27: Video Call

I can't help but feel sad. For the first time in three years, I will sleep alone in a huge bed. Sigh.

Why is the company demanding so much of Mew's time? I am the husband! I should be the one demanding for his time and not some goddamn company!

Mew has already left for the airport earlier and I'm sure that they already took off and I know that there is no internet connection from above. I want to call him and talk to him, but sadly, it's impossible.

The following day, I woke up at almost lunch time. I am pretty sure that Kuya Dominic will be fuming mad if he finds out that I slept late last night because of my dark circles and eyebags.

I have no project for today so I decided to visit the gym of the building and do some workout. I somehow want to be in shape because everytime I am with Mew, I look like some twink because of his ripped body. He's got a dad bod. While I still look like some teenager.

Maybe I should at least try to get a plumpier ass? 😜 He likes my ass a lot but I don't want him to grow tired of it. 😂

I wore a dri-fit shirt and put on my Nike shorts. I paired it with the shoes that Mew recently gave me that I almost hyperventilated when I found out the price of the item. It was almost 20,000 dollars! 20,000 dollars for a pair of gym shoes? What the hell?

It has lights all over the place and the quality of the materials used explains the price.

I'm having second thoughts about wearing it because of the price but it would be a shame if it's not put to use. It's better than let it rot in the drawers.

When I arrived at the gym, I noticed that a lot of people were staring at me. Maybe because of the shoes? I'm not sure.

But why are they not looking at my feet? Hmm.

Before I could even start using the bench press machine, my phone rang. It was Kuya Dominic calling.

"Yes?" I asked when I answered the call.

"What the hell, Gulf? You are so horny!" he laughed so hard. "What is this picture circulating online that people are claiming that it is you? A picture of you and someone fucking at the poolside of your condo building! HAHAHAHA! Please tell me that this is not you!"

"For real? What the hell?" My face heated after every word he just said sinked in.

"So this is you?" he chuckled. "Omg! You bitch. If this happened before, I would be really furious because this will be bad for your image. Luckily, you will be off the hook because you're quitting modeling. I guess this won't be a problem. But is this your husband or Hughie? With so many boys who want to have you, I already feel confused."

"Mierda! Of course that's Mew!" I defended myself. "Anyway, is it clear that it's me in the picture? Can you send me a copy Kuya?"

My gosh, Mew! I told him that we should not do it outside.

"Okay. I just sent you a copy. It's not really obvious that it's you. Your fans are debating about it. And someone is really claiming that it's you. But don't stress yourself too much. I'm sure this issue will pass."

"Gracias, Kuya. See you tomorrow."

"Si. Si."

The call ended. Maybe that's the reason why many people are staring at me? Because of the picture? But do these people know me anyway?

When I opened the picture that Kuya Dominic sent, I noticed that it wasn't really obvious that it was me. It was dark and it only looked like my silhouette. But you can really see that Mew is lifting me up. Mew is facing the wall so you can't see his face.

Well anyway, it's not obvious that it's me so I shouldn't really think about it.

Mew and I should be careful next time. No more outdoors!

Unless it's some deserted place? Lol.

My gosh, Gulf. You should keep your desires in place. What if someone took a clear photo? It would have been very embarrassing!

All I can do is hope for people to believe that it's not me.

I started my workout.

Five minutes into doing my exercise, a tall and handsome guy approached me. But of course, he was not as handsome and as hot as Mew.

"Hola! Can I ask for your number?" he asked shyly before giving me a smile.

I arched an eyebrow.

Excuse me? Do I look like someone who gives his number to strangers?

"No. Get lost."

He scratched his head and left.

I continued doing what I was doing. When I felt tired and satisfied, I decided to go back to our condo unit.

The gym is in the middle floor of the building so the elevator needs to go up before I could get back. When the elevator door opened, Hughie was inside carrying a few grocery bags. He's wearing a hoodie but you can still see that he shaved his hair. Until now, I am still wondering why he shaved his head.

He was with a cute guy who I believe is in the same age as me.

I smiled awkwardly at Hughie when I stepped inside the elevator. I wonder how he's doing. How is his nose? And what's with the red spots all over his face?

I stood beside him.

"How are you? How is your nose?" I asked worriedly. I can't help but worry. Hughie was really good to me. And somehow, we shared years of our lives together.

"I'm okay. Don't worry." He smiled but it did not reach his eyes.

I nodded silently. I felt like he did not really want to talk to me so I should just keep my mouth shut.

I really hope that he moves on from me and find the person who will love him truly. Maybe he's dating this guy beside him? They look good for each other.

The rest of the ride was silent. The guy was silent too. They got off before me.

I heaved out a deep sigh. I'm not jealous of them. But somehow, Hughie's silent and cold treatment is making me sad. I just hope he's okay and he's not angry with me.

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Hughie's Point of View

Gustavo insisted in visiting me. He was the guy beside me on my way back to Spain from Philippines. He insisted in getting my number so even if I was the saddest person on Earth that day, he was able to get my number.

This guy was persistent.

But I did not want to be unfair to him. I know that he likes me. I don't want him to be completely inlove with me without him knowing that I might be gone in the coming months. That is why I immediately told him about my condition.

At first he was hesitant. But he said that he's willing to take the risk. He added that he wanted to be with me in this battle and that he does not want me to be alone.

I don't really want him to do this, because he will only get attached. I know that I won't be here for long. And that my day is near. But he really is persistent and motivated. He insisted so I couldn't do anything.

After seeing Gulf crying near the pool last night, I wanted to take him away from Mew. Mew broke the deal and made Gulf cry. But this fucking cancer is killing me!

So maybe I should just stay firm with my decision to let go of Gulf.

Sigh.

I don't want Gulf to think that I'm already with someone new. Gabo and I are not in a relationship. Just friends. But maybe it's better if he thinks that we do have a relationship so he won't feel pity on me anymore? And he won't have to be bothered?

On the other hand, I don't want Gabo to think that I'm using him as a rebound. I made things clear to him that I'm not really up for a relationship. He said that he understands and he only wants to keep me company.

We reached my condo unit. Well, the unit that Gulf and I used to share.

"What do you want to eat?" I asked Gabo. I took out the things we bought.

The red spots which are a symptom of my cancer are showing off. My chemotherapy sessions will start tomorrow.

"You," he said maliciously.

I raised an eyebrow at him.

"You wish," I said playfully.

"You're so mean to me. Be thankful that you're handsome! And yummy!"

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Gulf's Point of View

Mew and I video called at four thirty in the afternoon. He said that his meeting with the board members has just ended. Why did it only end a few minutes ago when it's already ten in the evening in the Philippines?

"How was your day?" I asked. He's not wearing a shirt and I can see his bare chest. He is currently in his room and the lights are dim.

Meanwhile, I am at the dining table eating the spaghetti I ordered from the restaurant at the ground floor of the building which was delivered to me a few minutes ago.

"Fine. How about yours? Is someone bothering you?" he asked worriedly.

"No one is. By the way, you horny guy! Someone took a photo of us yesterday by the pool! I told you that we shouldn't do it! Good thing my face was not clear!" I spat.

He let out a chuckle.

"Was my ass visible though?" He licked his lips.

"Of course! Your back was against the camera so it was pretty obvious. But your face was not. We can't do it again. No more outdoors!"

"Okay. HAHAHA."

Silence enveloped the atmosphere. We just stared at each other on the screen.

"I miss you."

I pouted my lips. "I miss you too."

"My bed feels lonely again. I wish you were here."

"It will only be tonight. And you'll be back here tomorrow afternoon, right? What time is your flight tomorrow?"

"7 am. Someone else misses you by the way." He flashed his perfect set of pearly white teeth.

I frowned, confused with what he just said.

"Who?"