AlexI glanced at my wristwatch for the umpteenth time that day. It had been over an hour since I’d been waiting for my fiancée.And now, I was starting to worry.What if something had happened to her on the way?Or maybe not.Julie had done this before, though there had always been tangible reasons behind it.But what if she was in an emergency right now?I pulled my phone from my pocket and dialed her number again, for the third time since I’d gotten here.She hadn’t picked up my previous calls, but I mentally prayed she would answer this time.I was starting to panic for real.Just as I dialed, a familiar ringtone sounded nearby, startling me for a moment.It sounded exactly like Julie’s phone.I slowly looked up.Julie walked inside, arm in arm with John, her childhood sweetheart.She was dressed in black suit trousers and a white T-shirt that hugged her curvy figure. Aside from that, she was one of the most beautiful women I’d ever seen.But seeing her walk in with John like this

Alex“What did you say?” she demanded, as if she hadn’t heard me clearly the first time.Well, I knew she would be shocked. I had never really gone against her all these years.Because I loved her, I had done everything she ever wanted me to do. I cooked for her even when it was inconvenient for me. I constantly put her needs before mine, always willing to do whatever it took to make her happy.Now, she thought she could order me around whenever she pleases and even turn me into a slave for her childhood crush.I turned to look at her, noticing that John had also turned toward us to see what the problem was.“I said I will not be cooking,” I repeated in a calmer voice. “I’m done doing that for you, not again.”Julie’s forehead immediately creased into a dark frown. “What are you doing?” she demanded, throwing a brief glance at John.I shrugged. “I thought we were done with this. I told you it was just a game. Why must you be like this? Holding grudges like this. Since when did you bec

Alex“When did you even leave the house?” Julie demanded, her brows raised skeptically.I almost laughed.So, she still didn’t know I wasn’t in the house with them.I knew it, of course. But actually finding out just how little she had noticed was hilarious.In fact, it could probably win the comedy of the year.Julie was a comedian.“Wait.” Julie shook her head when I didn’t answer, her eyes dropping to the suitcase in my hand. “What, Alex?” she snapped. “Don’t tell me you actually stalked me to the airport?”I stared at her in shock.What?“Since when did your controlling and possessive behavior get this sick?” she demanded harshly, her expression a mixture of disappointment and disbelief, her lips pressing into a thin line.I smiled.“I think you have it all wrong, Julie. I didn’t stalk you.”“You aren’t?” Julie’s brows remained raised in question. “Then what’s all this? Just because I said I would register our marriage after I’m back? You can’t wait for a whole month?”Oh, I could

JulieFor the umpteenth time this morning, I glanced back in search of Alex.I knew he was obsessed with me, but letting him come with me on this trip would have been an even bigger mistake.Yet, I couldn’t help feeling like I might have been too harsh.John was right, after all, when he said Alex simply loved me too much. But I still couldn’t believe he could be so jealous, and after the tantrums he threw yesterday and again this morning, I knew I had made the right decision.Alex is just too jealous and it can be frustrating most times. He always wanted to compete with John even after explaining to him on several occasions that John wasn’t like that to me.“Julie,” John called suddenly, pulling me out of my thoughts.I looked up at him as he glanced at his wristwatch before looking at me again.By now, several people were already moving toward the boarding gate.“Is it time?”John nodded once, though his expression was quite readable. He looked annoyed.“It’s boarding time, all rig

Amanda“No way!” I huffed, turning back to the driver. “There’s no way I’m riding with him!”The driver sighed as if he were already tired of my antics. I knew I would have been tired too if I were in his shoes, but his reaction only made me more infuriated.I raised my phone and glanced at the screen, checking to see if any message had come in from Natalie.But there was none.I wondered why.Natalie hadn’t replied to any of my rants since I got on the plane. In fact, it didn’t even show that she had seen my messages.Natalie would never deliberately ignore me. So maybe she was just busy.But her busy schedule was about to force me into a cab with this poor paparazzi.“Ma’am, please,” the driver beseeched softly.“Well…” the stalker started, raising his brows in what looked like amusement.He looked like he knew more than he let on, despite his shabby clothes. I was still convinced he was just some cheap paparazzi who was determined to cover every single detail of my trip.I just had