Anger

Michelle stared at him nervously, she was never one to cry no natter the reason but she couldn't stop the ears from sliding down her cheeks.

Carlos's eyes widened as he realized he had over reacted.

"Don't cry...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled"

Michelle shook her head and wiped her tears hastily "No...no, I'm sorry for not telling you sooner. I was just so scared...I was scared that wouldn't want me anymore and...would...would-"

"Why would you think that?" Carlos walked up to her and squatted down so she wouldn't have to strain her neck to look at him.

"I...would never, ever, do that to you. I love you, OK?

I plan to spend the rest of my life with you... I don't have any plans of leaving you just because you're sick."

Michelle choked a sob and nodded her head clumsily "Ok...I'm sorry"

Carlos shook his head before pulling her into his arms "There's nothing to be sorry about Michelle....we will get through this together...." Carlos paused for a few seconds before a smile appeared on his lips "Just like pregnancy"

"Pfft!" Michelle laughed remembering the documentary they watched not too long ago about about pregnancy.

It was said that the man was supposed to go through just as much pain as the woman went through which Carlos didn't agree with.

Now that he was saying it, she felt the butterflies in her stomach go haywire just thinking about having kids with Carlos....if she could.

Carlos's mood lifted seeing her smile, "You'll be fine, I'll get you the best doctors and you wouldn't have to worry about any thing again"

Michelle nodded, his words made her feel better...much better than a few days ago when she was on her bed.

Carlos placed a light kiss on her lips, be couldn't take it any further because he got interrupted a few seconds later "If you kids are planning to do something nasty in front of an old lady like me....no more home cooked meals!" Mary threatened before walking out of the kitchen grumbling a few unknown words.

Carlos chuckled and watching as Mary walked away "Young love~" He mimicked her slightly high pitched voice. Michelle giggled before smacking his shoulder lightly.

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Michelle stared at her reflection in the mirror and sighed, she stared at the large chunk of hair on her hair brush and fought the urge to cry. It had been two months since she was diagnosed with cancer. When Carlos to her to a well known specialist, it turned out her case was worse than the other doctor had told her. Carlos had been there for her all through, he hardly left her side and would always be next to her whenever she asked for him.

But lately she's been intentionally avoiding him...

The person looking back at her was pale, she looked skinny and of course sick. Her eyes were bloodshot and her hair....

Michelle decided to call a nurse to assist her in taking it all down...it wasn't that hard anyways. After becoming bald, Michelle sat on the hospital bed while hugging her knees. She looked so ugly, he definitely wouldn't want her now...no one would.

Michelle felt her tears roll down her cheek, not just because of the pain but also the situation her heart was in.

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"Mr...Carlos?" Martin wasn't sure if he could see the words he came to say after seeing how tired his boss looked.

"Sir...."

"I already heard you the first time" Carlos raised his head and stared at his assistant "What is so important that you would interrupt my work when I asked you not to?"

Martin could sense danger from the tone of his voice. His boss was not in a good mood, he was beginning to hesitate. "Have you become dumb?"

"Sss...sir I...The private investigators we hired a few years back...he finally found something"

Carlos dropped the pen he was holding and nodded at Martin, signifying that he was listening.

"Sir...ahem!" Martin took a deep breath, This is going to be so awkward. he thought as he began his report.

"Sir, the poison used on Mr Evan...has been traced to its source....We hadn't found it in the Philippines like we had suspected...rather....rather..."

"Rather what?" Carlos might have sounded calm but only he knew what he was feeling at that moment. After almost four years, they finally found a lead to the cause of his father's death. The police had told him that it had just been a food poisoning but he refused to believe them because no one knew his father as much as he did. No one was as careful as his father when it came to his safety because he knew the kind of the risks he was taking when he decided to become the CEO of such a big company.

There was never a day Carlos believed want all those doctors told him which was why he hired private investigators. He had to be sure...he always felt like there was something else to his father's sudden death and he was right!

"N..Nigeria.... That substance can only be found in Nigeria. And the only person who refinery for it is-"

"Thomas!" Carlos clenched his fists while a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his lips. He was angry, he had never been this angry before. What did his father ever do to them?...he was such a good man who wanted the best for everyone around him.... why were they so ungrateful... why would they want someone's own blood, tears and sweat?

That man!

"M...Mr Thomas probably got involved by accident, according the report he-"

"I don't care what the report says!" Carlos slammed his fists on his desk hard. He got up abruptly and made his way to the door "That bastard killed my father...I don't care what the report says!"

He regretted ever knowing that man, ever meeting him...ever having anything to do with him. He even dated that man's daughter... Michelle, he dated the daughter of his father's killer. "This has to end!" He was fuming, he had enough evidence to take the man down and he wanted to do it but, when he thought of her...why did it have to be her?

Carlos gripped the handle of the door so tight that his knuckles became white.

"S...sir?"

"We are going to the hospital!"

"Sir!...Maybe you should calm down first before making rash decisions"

"Were you hired to be my assistant or my mother?"

Martin immediately shut up and followed behind his boss.

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"You think he'll notice?" Michelle stared at her bald head in the mirror and the turned to look at Darla who was sitting next to her. Darla rolled her eyes, "Of course he'll notice...even a blind person will notice!"

Michelle sighed "Yeesh, thanks for your encouragement 'friend'. Tsk"

Darla sighed and held her friend's shoulder "If he truly loves you like he says he does...he would be able to see beneath all of that...and I know that Carlos didn't just fall in love with you just because of your beauty"

Michelle nodded "Yeah...you're right, I'm just over thinking tings as usual"

Right after she finished her words, the door swung open. Seeing Carlos walk in, Michelle smiled while Darla groaned before leaving the room.

"Hi...you came early today"

Carlos nodded and forced a smile. His blood was still boiling furiously, he couldn't think straight at the moment so he couldn't stop the next words that left his lips "Let's break up"

Michelle stared at him for half a minute before realizing what he said. She clenched her fists secretly under the sheets and raised her head to look at him "Why?" her voice was quite calm, it took Carlos by surprise but then again...she was was always full of surprises.

"I..." Carlos said in almost a whisper, Michelle raised her eyebrows and stared at him. Was it so hard to say he wanted to leave her because...because she was this ugly?

"I just want to...I have my reasons and I don't want to do this anymore"

"And you don't think I deserve to know your reasons?" Michelle felt a tear slide down her cheeks as she spoke. Carlos stared at that tear and began to regret his decision... but his father, this would be the same as betraying his father....

"Michelle..."

"Leave!...Don't come back here again...don't even appear in front of me. You promised you would be here for me when I needed you but, I guess I was wrong"

"Michelle... I just-"

"Leave...please" Michelle closed her eyes not being able to bear looking at him any longer.

Carlos took a deep breath, he stared at her one last time before walking away. ''This is for the better'' he said to Michelle before leaving the girl behind him a sobbing mess right after he closes the door.