Mr. Left (Mr. Series #2)

Chapter 10

"I know this is my fault, and I really want to apologize for what I did, especially to your daughter, Mr. Velasco."

No. Don't say such things as these, Jhon Rey.

My heart melts if you continue being this way.

Lumipas ang ilang araw, hindi pa rin ako maka-get over sa naging pag-uusap ng pamilya ko tungkol sa kasal maging sa mga sinabi ni Jhon Rey nang gabing iyon.

Napahinga ako nang malalim. Why do I feel like I'm holding out hope that he will see me the same way I see him?

Tsk.

It's been stated, Sheen. Malinaw ang lahat. Everything here is merely for show. He wants to get married so he won't lose his privileges; therefore, Sheen, please stop thinking such wistful thoughts.

Sumakay na ako sa sasakyan kung saan si Derrick ang nagmamaneho. We're heading to the bridal library, where I was supposed to get my wedding dress fitted. Even though I don't want a fancy wedding gown, it's nice that Dad allowed me to shop for one. Magandang ako na ang mamili, dahil ako naman ang magsusuot.

"Let's go over here, Ms. Velasco," Miss Mina said. She has a lovely face and short hair. She is probably in her mid-30s.

Bumungad sa akin ang mga nakahilerang wedding gowns. Iba iba ang design. Lahat puti. Yung iba medyo cream. Iyon siguro ang para sa akin.

I always dreamed of wearing a white silk wedding dress that fit my curves when I was in a relationship with Jhunel. That was my dream, and now I can't afford to wear fitted ones because my baby bump is in the way.

"Ms. Velasco, what do you prefer?" she asked. "We have mermaid gowns, A-line gowns, trumpet gowns, and ball gowns," she identified while showing me the types of gowns they have here. "A cover-up or one that reveals your figure?"

I scanned those white dresses displayed in their big closet. Some have laces and floral patterns that are too beautiful. I was drowned by looking at those.

Magsasalita na sana akon nang may marinig akong nagsalita. "Madame Llenaresas, I anticipated that you wouldn't return. Are you coming to try on dresses once more?" I heard a woman's voice approaching us. Pati tunog ang takong ay naririnig ko dahil tahimik lang naman sa closet at may mahinang tugtog sa kapaligiran.

"Yup, my wedding was recently postponed, but I believe it will take place soon. I might not get married to the same man, but I definitely will no longer be a single lady."

And there I saw a familiar woman walking towards us.

I'd already seen her before. She is Jhon Rey's ex-girlfriend, Quency Llenaresas.

Ngumiti siya sa kausap niya. Dumapo ang mga mata niya sa akin na parang hindi niya rin inaasahan na makikita ako. She may not imagine I'll be here—the same thought I had. Of all the places I'd be, I ended up seeing her.

But her smile never fades away, even when looking at me. How can she smile seeing the one who ruined her family dinner with Jhon Rey—not just the dinner but also the reason why her marriage got postponed? Does she not remember me? How can she act like I am nothing?

"Ms. Velasco, are you alright?" Miss Mina inquired, holding my arm. "Let's try this one you're holding." She led me to the fitting room.

I couldn't focus. I've tried a couple of gowns now, but there's nothing I really like the most. There are some that I also enjoy wearing, but I couldn't find myself deciding which one to wear at the ceremony because of what I had seen a while ago.

Hearing that her marriage was postponed and might occur soon, I couldn't help but feel anxious that the man she was talking about was Jhon Rey. Why am I denying the fact? It is self-evident.

Even if Jhon Rey assured me that they had already broken up, I have this feeling that once the family business situation is handled, he will ask for a divorce and finally wed the one he really loves.

Ano nga bang magagawa ko? That is inevitable, and I should prepare myself for it. What I should do now is avoid being overly attached to Jhon Rey in the future, so I can manage to be alone.

I sighed. Here I am again, overthinking. I get stressed about things that are never in front of me. I think ahead of myself. That is the problem with being intelligent but not wise.

Biglang tumunog ang phone ko.
Hindi ko inaasahang makikita ko ang pangalan ni Jhon Rey sa screen.
Bakit niya ako tatawagan?

"Hello?" I answered.

"Where are you?" tanong niyang bungad sa akin. My eyebrows met. Today is Saturday, and I am not expecting him to call me and ask where I am.

"Why?"

"I found out from your mother that you were at the wedding library. Why didn't you inform me of your appointment so I could accompany you?"

"I'm fine. Kasama ko naman si Derrick."

"Tsk. Are you there, then? I'll be there for a moment. Wait for me."

"H-hindi na. Pauwi na rin kami. I almost finished. Baka hindi mo na ako maabutan kaya huwag ka nang pumunta rito."

"Are you sure?"

"Y-yeah. Sige na. I'll be going now. Miss Mina is looking for me."

Binaba ko na ang tawag. Mabuti nang huwag na siyang pumunta rito.

Hinanap ko si Miss Mina. Mukhang kumukuha pa rin siya ng gown na susukatin ko.I should tell her that I'll visit some other time. I really am not feeling good about this.

I went out of the fitting room to check on Miss Mina, but that was the same time, Quency went out wearing a beautiful wedding gown. Nakataas din ang buhok niya na parang prinsesa.

I saw myself only looking at her.

I am feeling envious.

Malaki ang pagkakalayo ng kulay ng gown namin. Sa kaniya ay puting-puti kumpara sa akin. I feel so sorry for her for having experienced her marriage ruined when she got the goddess beauty that every man in this world deserved.

Ngunit nawala ang paghanga ko sa kaniya nang mapalitan ito ng selos nang makita ko ang lalaking hindi ko pinapupunta rito. Jhon Rey is here, now looking at the woman beside me, focusing on her, enthralled by the love of his life's beauty.

It breaks my heart completely. When all I did was wait, how could this sting so badly? Looking at the person who looks at the person he loves.

"Miss Velasco, I've been looking for you!" I saw Miss Mina running towards me. "I found some more gowns that look like they'll fit you."

She showed me a bunch of dresses, which I wondered how she could hold. "But look, what you're wearing suits you too. Hindi ka lang ngumingiti. Why don't you try to be confident?"

She lifts my chin, forcing me to show her even a little smile.

But how can I smile if the man I am going to marry is now looking at the woman he wants to marry?