The Billionaire's Star

GALLARDO 4

STAR

I tried so hard to make everything right, to make everyone happy, to protect the ones I love. But why is this happening to me? Right at this moment I feel like I've been a very bad human being and this is my punishment.

When I learnt that Aly's coming in my life. I was so happy even though his father angered me. I needed to leave my home to protect her and so I did. I took a really good care of her even before she came out of this world. I loved her since then. She became my life, my everything, and now that everything's falling apart. I don't know what to do... Why does it even have to be her? I can't lose her... I can't afford to lose my daughter.

I sobbed as I clutched my pillow. I haven't stopped from crying after the incident an hour ago.

Aly's a smart girl. She understand things easily if you explain it to her. She was also brave, she wasn't scared of doctors and she's aware that she's sick and needs a treatment but she's not aware that she needs a surgery. She doesn't even know what surgery means!

A week. That's what the doctor said 3 days ago.

Aly needs the surgery as soon as possible and money is my biggest problem at this moment. I don't know where to get tons of it to be able to pay for Aly's surgery. I even lost my job, the prize on that---

Nah, I don't want to think of what I lost right now. I just want to cry. Cry for hours then just solve this problem and be happy. I don't know how I would be able to solve this but I sure know that crying wouldn't help.

Well, at least it lessens the weight in my chest.

I curled myself in a ball as I cry my heart out.

I remembered the guy who saved me from Peres. How ungrateful can I be? I didn't even say thank you.

I frowned when I remembered him saying I'm betrothed to him. I scrunched my face in distaste when I imagined him saving someone else and saying the exact same thing.

I didn't saw what happened next when he turned me to hide my face on his chest--which I was grateful because many people around us were already taking pictures--but based on Mr. Peres' voice, he feared the guy.

My devil of a boss feared him?

Tsk, maybe not. Well maybe yes! A voice in my head chimed.

Or maybe I just misinterpreted the emotion lacing in his voice that moment. Yes, that's right. Maybe it's just that. Also, I wasn't that aware of everything that moment so maybe I was just mistaken. The only thing I was focused on that time was crying.

I wouldn't be surprised if that incident would be on tabloids and everywhere tomorrow morning. Hell it can even be on the news tonight!

Mr. Peres was a very rich man after all. They wouldn't mind printing and airing things about the well-known businessman Armani Peres.

I sulked as I imagined others making stories about the scene earlier. That's also one of the reasons why I'm thankful the guy helped me hid my face.

I don't want to be seen by the paparazzi for they are cruel as shit, they make situations worse. Darn, I wish none of them have shots where my face is showing.

I remember the moment I saw the face of the man who helped me. I felt like the time suddenly stopped. It was like I was floating in the air while my stomach was doing summersault inside of me. His face was so beautiful and it was perfect! The shape of his face was perfect, everything is perfect, his nose, his eyebrows, his firm jaw and his pinkish luscious lips that a girl will dream on kissing. Everything was perfect but his beautiful ocean blue eyes stood among all his features... It was so beautiful that I get lost to it as I stare back at him the moment he looked at me. I felt like I was drowning.. drowning in the depths of his eyes. The way he stared back at me made my knees tremble and weak.