Chapter 2

The ball bounced and the gate opened. I didn't move a bit. I let my body move on its own. A woman with red lips and a pale complexion went out. I met him, and he was surprised to see me.

"Hi?"

"Who are they?" it sounded like an angel. It's annoying. I can't understand and feel the annoyance, so I'll bite. Why him? My kids are with her. And I, the mother, cannot.

"I am lost, I can't see the way home," I said. Then she nodded. "Anyways, I'm Yhra Santos." Her eyebrows raised for a moment, and he seemed to be trying to remember something.

"I'm Danary. Sorry, you look familiar." I laughed softly and shook my head. If I looked familiar, well, I'm the only mother of the children you adopt and say are my children. The thickness of her face!

"Perhaps you made a mistake, because I just saw you now," she nodded, seemingly thinking. If she wasn't taking care of my children, I might have hit her with a bottle of wine, so why at our old house with Remon? Is he struggling because his wife can't build a new house?

"No, I saw you on the catwalk in Paris. You're a model. Didn't Versace and Channel? " I giggle and sway my hand. It's embarrassing that she still recognized me. I was just forced then. They also didn't want to believe that I had a child. I missed the allowance that my father gave me then, so I worked as a part-time model.

"It's rare, it's embarrassing." I shook my head, then he laughed. She looks amazed that she remembers now.

"I can't believe you're Pinay. You look like a British model. You look like Lesley Presley. She's also Pinay and a famous model. That's my husband's ex. My bad." I can't hide my smile. Lesley, again, that's also a reason why I don't want to become a model. Because of Lesley, it's annoying when people say that I look like her, it's also her fault, if she didn't ditch Remon, I am living at peace and harmony now.

"Yes I am. Anyway, I need to go." I said, acting like I really need to go.

"If you have spare time, I'd like to meet you again. Can you work with me? I have a small clothing line and I just started last month. I will pay you well. I just don't see my taste in the model, so I can't hire her." I smiled and accepted her calling card, a woman with a golden spoon in her mouth.

"Sure, I will. But I'll clear my schedule first and I'll call you after. Is that okay?" She clapped her hand and shook my hand. I don't know if she was pretending to be nice or she is really nice. I can't tell. I'm too paranoid about everything.

I got back in the car and got out. I felt my chest tighten. I saw my two kids. Running to Dana's direction and hugged Dana's thigh. I wipe my tears and feel the pain again. Every day, I can't help but be hurt and feel how much the world will treat me. It's like I am living in hell.

They brought me to Paris, and then they saw me in the alley. The ring he gave me is still in my neck, and I can't take it off because it's a part of being human, and it's a test for me to try everything I have. They brought me to Paris, and then they saw me in the alley; the ring he gave me is still in my neck, and I can't take it off because it's a part of being human, and it's a test for me to try everything I have.

I study and do everything to earn money while I study. Yhna, who is my sister, was sent to school by papa. There. There is no clear discussion about whether Mama and Papa got back together because I was the only one who refused to reconnect with the two of them.

I regularly walk in fashion shows, advertisements for clothing lines, and more. When I first started building my own name in modeling agencies, they told me that my face and pictorials were very distinctive. I went home and returned to the Philippines because my father was sick. He found out that Lorraine is not really his daughter, but is the daughter of his real wife with someone else. He had had a heart attack. It's It's good that mom is living with my father and was taken to the hospital.

Lorraine and her daughter were angry because they wanted my father's death so they could get the money and be free from him, what a selfish person, all they think about is money and the assets that my father build while he is at his prime years.

I had to go home to fix what Lorraine messed up and help my father. It's It was exactly three months ago after I graduated in business administration and modeled in Paris. I have a good friend, but we rarely talk. She's Athanasia, and she is known as a

well-reared daughter, but little they know that Thana is a bitch.

I smile and remember Carlo when I pass Osmak. He disappeared after that day. He ruined my life, my everything. I trusted a worthless person. He's a good man, but he still wrecks my whole life. That's why he's not a good man in my eyes. eyes.

I whispered and my plans started coming out. every Every plan came out of me spontaneously. How can I get my son back? How can I hurt him, Remon? How can I destroy them? How can I watch them sink to the ground while I'm up there, seeing them struggle in their way to get up? up?

I walked out of the car after I parked the car. I just had an appointment with the doctor since I feel that I need to know if I am healthy or not. I also want to see Remon.

I took off my shades and went straight to the VIP. I had arranged for Remonise to come and check on me. I noticed him in his office, and his secretary was staring at me. I just stopped in front of him and took out my ID and my reservation.

"I'm Yhra Santos." I went to Remon's office, hoping to see him suffer and to regret every decision he chose while I am at the verge of sinking.

I hold the picture frame, where my children is smiling, they look like a happy family there, how funny is that. I am the real mother, yet, I can't have my children.

I am the one who bare them for nine months, no one else but me.

"Sorry, I am late–" he didn't continue what he is about to say, when I dropped the frame on purpose and show my grin to him, Remon looked tensed.

"Oh sorry, I just got fascinated by the family picture, I didn't mean to drop it, Mr. Remon." I bit my tongue, to stop myself from smiling, god! I didn't know that seeing him suffer will bring satisfaction to me.

I will be your living nightmare. Remonise.