Marga's P.O.V
His youngest son, like his father, has a dimple that is very dim every time he speaks, especially when he smiles, so I can't help but pinch his cheek because this child is so cute, especially when he laughs. Rius is the same way. When I pinched Zeus' cheek, his dimple grew deeper as he closed his eyes.
What a beautiful face.
I chuckled, "Aw, Auntiemommy."
Even though I was tired, I couldn't sleep. My mind is racing with the thought of things that have happened and changed in my life because we have a new house to live in that is new to Zanchiago Village as of today. I remember Klark selling their old house where they used to live more than a year ago, so I can't visit there anymore because before we got married, they stayed at the Condominium in the City where Klark occasionally visited me when Zeus wanted to see me. Klark works there as well.
Unlike before, when Shaina was still alive, I could visit frequently, but after she died, I could only visit on occasion because I was also busy with work. And, to top it all off, I'm so embarrassed whenever I visit their condo that I can't stay long because, in addition to being embarrassed of Klark, I frequently run into him there. I'm so nervous because we're in the same condo, and what filthiness is playing on my mind.
Is this typical? I don't think so. When the two of us are near each other, I can't help but think of malice.
I pretended to be a real mother to her two sons, whom I frequently cook for when I visit. Their favorite dish is the Baked Mac that I made. And I never imagined I'd be serving them for the rest of my life. I let out a sigh.
That, aside from cooking, I'll be taking on a variety of roles as their mother from now on.
A marriage contract was used to make me a nanny/wife, and I was supposed to stay with them for a long time.
As the eye focused on the front, I caught a glimpse of Klark. How many times have I stated that he is truly attractive and not boring? The jaw on his face, especially when he smiles and speaks, fits this, as do the more depressed and reflective dimples that sink into both his cheeks, the piercing nose, and the red lips that make the kiss look delicious. His masculine scent, combined with the simple wearing of a long-sleeve folded up to the elbow, allowed him to see his protruding veins in his arm towards the hand.
I bit my lower lip again, but I couldn't help but notice his curvy, red lips.
A couple of times recently, I experienced what appeared to be a flashback in my mind. It happened quickly, but it was fine because I could taste the softness and sweetness of his lips with the mint mixture.
Oh, no. When I think of those times when our lips met, I can't help but feel my cheeks warm and my heartbeat quicken.
But it's his eye, which appears to be smiling, that has the most enticing appeal. Because of the nice length of his eyelashes, his eyes are combined puffy and intimidating. But the overall tone is solemn. When he looks at you, you don't know if his eyes are sharp or not. Too enigmatic and difficult to read. It's as if when I look at it or catch a glimpse of it, there's a lot of content message or screaming look in its eyes. Dangerous, but it added to his allure for me.
Oh my goodness.... Marga, what are you thinking?
I was almost distracted when it suddenly turned to face me, so I averted my gaze.
"What?" he inquired, noticing my demeanor.
I took a big gulp. "There is nothing,"
At the same time, my gaze was drawn in the opposite direction despite the fact that he was always caught in the corner of my eye, his gaze fixed on me.
"Would you like to say something?" he inquired once more.
I swallowed and cleared my throat. "N-Nothing." I said as I shook my head.
He laughed. "All right,"
Oh my god.
Even though he is now my husband, I haven't completely overcome my shyness around him. I've never told him he's so... handsome. I married the only truly attractive man I could find. I wanted to yell it at him in front of him, but I was always afraid and embarrassed that he would just laugh at me. Nervousness had preceded me.
I used to just glance at him, from afar to closer, but now he's my husband. Isn't it amusing? It appears to be incredible. Is it possible for you to continue dating your crush? It appears that I have struck gold. Even though I know what is true, I am extremely fortunate in this situation.
I couldn't help but be envious of Shaina at the time. When I see them together, with their children, I can tell how happy they are. If I was planning to start a family with the person I love the most, I would be envious if I had a good and happy family.
Now that I'm his legitimate wife. I can't feel genuine joy. Because we got married solely on the basis of the promise. We only married for the sake of tradition. If we think about it again, even if Klark has a wife and is a mother to his children, it would still be immoral and ugly to see the children if we didn't get married. After a while, they'll start to doubt you.
Although this was a difficult decision for me, I understood Shaina because, if I were in her situation, I would not be able to entrust others with the child's care if I was not well known. It's selfish, but it's also understandable.
Even though I used to see Klark having a difficult time, and because he loved Shaina so much, he still stood by a promise that had to be kept. His decision had not changed.
I was astounded to learn that Shaina had been missing for over a year.
Could he have had a girlfriend back then?
I just feel like I'm getting heavier and I'm having trouble breathing. Although terrifying, I had to exercise caution. I want to be cautious and avoid being exposed.
And I will never try to please someone in order for him to love me back. It's even better that he has no idea how I feel. I'll just let myself go until it's gone; I'm not going to admit it because I know he won't like it. I'll just think about Rius and Zeus' situation some more.
I gave a bitter smile. I got married solely to care for his children.
Because of what I've seen... I feel like he was forced to marry me, and I'm not sure if another woman truly wants to marry him instead of me. It hurts me, but I'm also wondering what if... what if I put myself in that situation? Maybe I won't be able to handle it if I really want someone else, and I'll just marry someone I don't want.
I also saw his sacrifices in his children, not just in his decision. Because I understand how difficult it is to care for a child on one's own. Especially because it's a big job and he's a man. Others actually look after a mother. I let out a sigh.
Although there is a part of me that is eager to make the decision and is excited about the prospect of becoming Mrs. Villaverde, I am still more compassionate, and the illusion is gone because we are only married on paper. And he, in particular, does not feel the same way I do about him.
So I pretend that I'm being forced to do something I don't want to do, even though there's a part of me that I enjoy. That's because that's how he truly is to me.
He didn't want to marry me.
I just hope I'm all right. I'm just thinking about what other people are saying about how fortunate I am to be Klark Villaverde's wife, and what Klark's mother says to me. It's a little embarrassing when I remember how she seemed to want me to have a child with him. I believe it is ambiguous. Even if I don't like it, at least her parents like me and are still nice. It hurts to think that he is the only one who dislikes me. And she is still my wife.
Because of the sudden stab to my chest, I felt suffocated.
With a sigh and a roll of the eyes, I expressed my displeasure. Marga, why are you always thinking about him? It's not that you think about him all the time just because you like him. Consider Rius and Zeus.
And, of course, yourself!
I let out a long sigh. It's as if I've been fantasizing about marrying like a Villaverde lately; it's like a beautiful dream from which I don't want to awaken.
But now it's very different from reality; it's like a nightmare that chases you and you don't wake up because it's still a nightmare. Nightmare from which you won't be able to awaken for long. As previously stated, this is the gift you have been requesting for such a long time that when you receive it, you appear to want to return it and refuse to accept it. However, there is no such thing as a delay.
And I couldn't help but wish that he would learn to love me, even if it was impossible. And I was afraid at the time that it wouldn't happen.
If that happens, I'll consider myself extremely fortunate. Fortunately, I will be able to experience my husband and his family's acceptance of me. Fortunately, Shaina had entrusted me to theme. Regrettably, he does not adore me. But why is this so? It's okay to have illusions and dreams; if I just dream about it, I'll do it.
I'm hoping he likes me.
I wish he'd wake up and realize how much he loves me.
Even if it is, I wish it would happen in some way.
But there's nothing wrong with believing in the impossible, right?
If I were like Kissiah and Janel, Klark might like me at least a little bit. But I'm not capable of doing what it does. I can't afford to appear flirtatious.
'Are you flirtatious? Isn't it true that you're secretly flirting with him hmm, Marga?' mentally asking myself.
No way.
That is why I intend to do things that will make him happy, as well as be a good wife and mother to his sons. That's just how I am.
Even if I was asking for a punch to the moon, I would still hope.
But you're still a lucky person, self.
Even if there isn't any love involved, I'm content because I can see him every day when I go to sleep and wake up.