I love you till the end, Mr. Buenavista

When Ezekiel parked the car, Samarra couldn’t help but sigh as she stared at the big house that was so dark. An indication that no one is in the place.

“What’s that for?” Ezekiel asked her in astonishment.

She smiled and shook her head to indicate that everything was fine. She expected that Ezekiel would not stop once he discovered the truth.

She was still wondering what she had witnessed earlier. She also could not understand why a part of her heart appeared to hurt.

“Miel?”

“Don’t come down.”

She quickly grabbed Ezekiel’s arm just as he was about to get out of the car.

Ezekiel’s eyebrows met at what she said as if she didn’t seem to agree.

“Why?”

She saw the lift of one of his eyebrows and the trace on the handsome face that seemed impatient with her answer.

“Do not bother to step out of the car. I can manage myself. Besides that, it’s late at night.”

She hesitated to smile at Ezekiel and quickly got out of the car so he would not roar again. She immediately bowed while holding on to the passenger side door when she got out.

“Thank you for the drive, Kiel. Be careful on the way home.”Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Because of what she said, Ezekiel’s expression became even more severe; it was clear that she wanted him to leave.

Samarra could not help but smile as she reached out and kissed Ezekiel. She sees Ezekiel stunned. Her grin grew even wider as he squeezed her cheek.

“Go inside. See you tomorrow.”

Samarra closed her eyes when Ezekiel tapped her cheek.

Ezekiel let sighed as he ruffled her hair.

She nodded and stood in front of the gate. When she couldn’t look at Ezekiel’s car anymore, she waved to the car in the distance. She was forced to enter because she was facing the entrance.

She looked up at the house, which had no lights on.

What do you think, Samarra? That someone will be waiting for you when you arrive? That, Zachary, will be upset with you because you came home late? Dream on, Samarra! Don’t consider the person who is unable to appreciate your presence.

She let her sigh.

How many weeks has she not seen Zachary? She opened the gate and walked in, shaking her head. She tried to forget the scene outside their house.

“Come on, Samarra. Stop thinking,” she reprimanded herself.

She had just opened the door. She felt sad. Somehow, she still hopes she will arrive, Zachary inside their home. That, he will wait for her to come home. Although, she knew it was impossible to happen.

As she stepped up the stairs, her feet were heavy like the scene downstairs. A dark room greeted her as she entered the main bedroom. The moonlight peeking into their room only serves as light. She didn’t even bother turning on the morning because she knew every corner of the room. She slowly removed her clothes as she entered the bathroom. So, she was naked before she could finally get inside. She quickly soaked the body in the bathtub and closed her eyes. She likes how hot the water is. It also took her a few minutes before she planned to leave. She wiped her body and walked calmly naked towards the bed when she was finished. She can now sleep without covering her body as she did in Australia. She quickly fell asleep after wrapping herself in the comforter.

Hungry and tired. That’s how Zachary felt at the time. He came home at midnight to find Samarra.

He waited almost three hours at their house before wandering around the village for three hours. He also dialed his parents’ number. However, according to the maid he spoke with. Samarra did not pay a visit. He warned their assistant not to inform his parents, particularly his father, that he had called.

Samarra is giving a headache to him, the most heinous person he has ever met. He went home to change his clothes. And going to the hotel personally. That was the last thing that came to his mind. Samarra could be in the hotel.

He went straight to the room when he walked in. He had stopped bothering to turn on the light. He couldn’t stop sighing. He seemed to know exactly how his father would react. Because of Samarra, his Daddy might scold him again.

He almost fell because the room was dark. Fortunately, he had his hand in the CR’s door jamb.

His brow furrowed. And he quickly drew the one on foot. He was holding a heavy, thick cloth. So, he turned on the bathroom light to provide light and answer his questions. He was taken aback by the jacket he was holding. At sight, his brow furrowed even more. He had no idea how or why the coat he was holding came to be there. THB Vince penned a letter. They are the only ones who own such a jacket. They made a university jacket with their name on it. He had no idea how he got there.

He was nervous because he believed Samarra and Vince were performing a miracle in their room.

Suddenly, he was sweating from the cold and quickly slammed the door open. Samarra’s scattered clothes and underwear swallowed him.

It can’t happen, he shook his head.

He stepped forcefully towards the bed. He switched on all of the lights. He approached the large bed slowly. He was already drenched in sweat. He no longer kept track of how many spells he cast while holding the comforter’s end. Zachary couldn’t decide whether to pull out the comforter or leave the room. He has no idea what to do if he sees Samarra next to Vince. He waited a few minutes before pulling out the comforter.

Zachary has no idea how many times he has been swallowed, and in his standing position, he resembles a statue. Beautiful scenery. Samarra was magnificent before, but now she was like a sleeping Goddess. Her features are gentle, smooth, and innocent.

He smiled and approached his wife. He put the runaway strands of hair on the ear that covered her face.

“You made my head hurt to find you. Then you can sleep as if nothing happened,” he whispered as he adjusted the comforter and wrapped it around Samarra.

Fuck! Earlier his friend was reacting, so he decided to bathe to calm his friend.

The next day, Zachary was startled and immediately opened his eyes. And he drew Samarra in closer.

When Zachary sees Samarra sleeping, he feels a surge of emotion. He hasn’t decided yet.

But he only knew one thing. Samarra will be able to sleep, and he will be content with her. As Samarra hugged him, his body stiffened. He could smell her sweet breath on his neck. So, he drew her closer to him. And forced to sleep again because it was only five o’clock in the morning.

Samarra woke up around ten in the morning. Like last night and morning, she was alone in the big bed. She sighed and slowly got off the bed. Regardless, she did not know I had had her body and walked complacently into the large room.

When the door suddenly opened.

“What the hell, Samarra!” Zachary yelled at her and quickly kicked the door shut because its two hands-held food attempts.

She seemed so convinced of her standing she didn’t know what she was going to do. Will pull the comforter or run into the CR.

She did not realize that Zachary was close to her. He put the bathrobe on her shoulder and pulled it forward to cover her nakedness. She couldn’t speak while looking at Zachary.

“Samarra, what are you thinking? Huh!” Angrily grabbed her chin and lifted it to hit their sight.

“Why are you walking around without clothes?” He blames her.

She swallowed while looking at Zachary and didn’t know what to say.

“What?” he asked after putting on her bathrobe.

“Samarra,” he whispered in her stupor.

She did not know why she was stunned because she had just woken up or was seen naked, and he dressed her.

“Ara,” he said and patted her shoulder.

“What?” she asked Zachary.

“What do you mean, what?” even Zachary seemed confused by her question.

She shook her head and walked away. “I mean… what are you doing here?”

“Samarra, we’re married. And this is also my house. We share this room and?” Swallow him first before continuing.

“I cook breakfast for you,” he said and averted his eyes from her.

Suppressed a smile, he watched Zachary hurriedly turn away from her and take the food he had brought.

“Eat this.” she was given a plate containing fried rice, fried milkfish, and egg.

“You need still eat a heavy breakfast. It’s not just smoothies and fruits in your tummy; you’re so thin like a stick on the barbeque,” Zachary complained.

Stick on the barbeque?

She looked at Zachary in surprise as she stood in front of him. “What?” Zachary asked as she saw his face turn red.

“Thank you,” she said weakly to Zachary.

“Tss. You’re too much talking. After you eat, go down to the kitchen,” he said.

She frowned as she followed Zachary’s gaze and just shrugged. “Wash those plates.” He said before turning the lock and exiting.