28: Betrayal

As the two got closer to their destination, the nervousness that Precious felt grew more and more intense. His hand was on his chest as he thought about his wife's condition.

He is also troubled because he committed a great sin against his wife. He did not know why Ziyad did that to him. All he knows is that the man is a bad person. He was taken advantage of.

She was in tears again. How many times did they have sex with a man? Not just once. He betrayed Jacob more than once.

He shook his head because it hurt. He could not remember how many days or weeks he was away from his wife. Maybe he is worried about her.

He remembered the happy memories he had with his wife. Their vacation abroad and the night there on the yacht.

Why did it explode? What happened? But the important thing is that he survived and he also knows that his wife was not harmed.

"We're here," the baritone though Ziyad's weak voice brought him back to his senses.

He looked at the house across from them. They are here. He is here. He took a deep breath before pushing open the door.

"Mag-iingat ka lagi, Precious. If you need anything, you can reach out to me... You know my office. You know my name."

"This is the last time that I will be seeing you, Mr. Smirnov." Precuous' voice was cold as ice.

Ziyad was silent. He understands. He understood why the girl was angry with him. He thought it would happen. He felt guilty but he will never regret the things that he had done. Even though he was in pain now, at least he experienced being happy in the moments he was with Precious. Yes, he's selfish. But what can he do? He just loved.

Precious got out of the car. He took every step slowly. Now that he has returned to his wife, he will try to forget what happened. He hopes that his and Ziyad's paths will never cross again. He doesn't want to remember the big sin he committed.

He knew his wife was at home because of the car outside.

He couldn't wait to see Jacob so he hurried inside the house. He went to the kitchen first, because it was almost lunch time.

But it was clean and he saw no one. Manang was not there. He thought he might have gone shopping.

He looked at his wife's study room because this is where he stays when he is not working but his wife is not here either.

So he thought of going up.

He smiled and tried to calm himself down. Forget what happened on that island and start over with your husband, he told himself.

But when he got to the top, he stopped walking. He frowned and listened carefully to the noise he heard.

What is that?

He stepped slowly. As slow as each step of his foot was, nothing was as fast as the pounding of his chest. With so much power, it was as if his ribcage was about to collapse. His legs were shaking as he got closer and closer to his wife's room.

The door wasn't locked. It was also not closed properly. There was space there, enough for him to see inside their room.

The moans, groans and loud and fast breathing continues as she near the door.

He knew whose voices those were. Well-known.

She cannot believe what she's been hearing. And even before he saw it, he felt like he was going to pass out.

Her tears began to flow and when her eyes saw what was happening inside her and her husband's room, it was as if she had been stabbed many times.

Her husband and her best friend. They're having a steamy sex on top of their bed. In the very bed of their husband and wife. Right in their room.

Oh God! What will I do? He held his chest and stopped himself from making any noise. She cannot think straight and she does not have the strength to open the door to make the two stops. To make them know that she's here. That she's alive. That she came back.

Maybe just now. Maybe the husband is looking for comfort because of his loss. Maybe he was sad because he thought he was dead, so Cora comforted him. He tries to justify everything.

He wanted to go down, so that he could wait in the living room for the two to finish, but even his legs could not take a step.

"Oh, Jacob! You're really good!" Jacob was taking Cora behind. The sound of the bed and the sound of their wet genitals was deafening. Cora's loud moans of pleasure seemed to tear his heart. She's so loud.

Her best friend's enjoying. He could hardly bear it but he remained standing and looking at the two.

"Fuck!" Jacob's voice was so hoarse. He was released. He lay down on the bed and Cora was now on top of him.

"Still tough." The woman giggled.

Precious closed her eyes tightly. He didn't know why he hadn't left yet.

He wants to forgive both. She's thinking that they just did this thing, so she will miss it.

"Oh fuck!" His lips, which he had been biting for a while, were almost torn. Jacob's grunts were delicious.

Come on, Precious. Step forward. Get out. Go down. But his feet would not follow.

Why, Jacob? Why with so many women you can spend time with, why Cora? He didn't know what to think. What kind of things enter his mind.

"You really like me on top. I like riding your cock too, Jacob. Oh!"

Precious is hurt by Cora's words. He couldn't believe that Cora would be able to cut his wife. She's her best friend. And he treats her like a brother. Maybe they were just taken to sadness, because of my loss, he was trying to squeeze it into his mind.

"Did you miss this? Oh! You miss having sex with me right?"

What is Cora saying? How many times have they had sex and when did he and his wife start having sex?

Jacob's answer was just a grunt. Couldn't speak anymore because of Cora's ability to grind on top of him.

"I really love riding your cock, Jacob. This was my favorite position out of everything we did."

It's obscene. He almost trembled. Why does she need to hear this?

"We're going to be happy from now on. Sa'yo na ang company ni Previous. My dear bestfriend is dead so let's celebrate. We're rich! Ah! Oh!"

Celebrate? Is he hearing right?

They are not as sad as he thinks. And Cora seems so happy. Didn't even mourn his loss.

He was confused. He couldn't process everything. She heard enough but she remained standing outside the room.

"The pain I felt when you married her was worth it, because of her daddy."

Cora screamed because Jacob had laid her down. Precious doesn't want to watch the pig fight between the two. He doesn't want to listen anymore.

He almost fell down the stairs due to weakness. But he had to leave. He doesn't know where he's going and what he's going to do but all he can think about right now is getting away from here. The two could not know that he was still alive.

He is still alive but for the two people who are important in his life, he is dead.

They killed him.

He was out of breath when he got out of the house. There was no taxi passing by so even though his body was still shaking, he forced himself to walk quickly.

"Precious!" He stopped walking and looked at the black car. A bodyguard came down and opened the door for him. He had nowhere else to go. She doesn't have a family. She's all alone now. And if his suspicions are correct, all the wealth he and his father have is no longer in his name.

"Please, come in..." He just stared at Ziyad. The eyes are green with tears.

Ziyad pulled him until he got inside the car.

"Let's go back to the tower," he ordered his driver.

"Are... you okay?" Ziyad looked at him expectantly. The girl was bowing down. Until he finally started sobbing. His heart aches.

Ziyad watched him silently. Even if he wanted to hug and comfort the girl, he knew she hated him. While she's crying, he's hurting too.

He didn't want to hurt her. He didn't want to see her cry.

When they reached the basement of the tower, she stopped crying.

"Precious, I don't know what exactly happened but I know that you will need someone's help. And I am here to help. Sumama ka sa akin."

Precious just stared at him.

"Please?"

He slowly got out of the car. They took the elevator until they reached the man's penthouse.

He left the girl in the spacious living room to get water.

"Please take a seat and drink this."

Precious' hand was shaking. It was attacked by anxiety so even though the girl didn't want to, she hugged him tightly.

"Be strong. I'm here."

It's completely gone.

"The pain!"

I know... Ziyad answered dumbly. I know it hurts but you have to accept it. I hope you don't remember so you don't get hurt now. You were happy when we were together on the island even if you don't remember.

Precious said what she saw and heard. Ziyad listened seriously while clenching his fists.

"Why didn't you give it to me even though you knew where I lived?"

"Is that why you didn't give it to me?"

Ziyad nodded.

"But why do you have to lie to me?"

He headed. He could not look into her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Precious." That was all he could say. He didn't want to disturb her mind anymore. It has been through a lot today. He was too crushed because of what he found out.

"What do you want me to do? What will make you feel better, Precious? Please, tell me. I will do it. I can kill them for you."

His eyes were burning with anger. Precious doesn't want Ziyad to kill someone for her.

And it's not enough for two to die. She wanted them to suffer. The kind that people don't want to live anymore.

"If you are exposed and they find out that you are still alive. They will kill you."

"I know that. I won't show them. I'll let them be happy first. I'll come back and charge them dearly."

"Whatever your plans are, you can count on me to help, Precious." He needs help now to carry out his plan.

And he couldn't think of anyone else to ask for help if not Ziyad.

"I know you doubt me, but you need to trust me."

She doesn't trust him but if the man wants to help her, he will use it in his revenge plan. When he regains all his possessions, then he will pay him dearly.

The chopper arrived so they left Manila again. And while in the air, Precious' teeth were chattering with anger. He couldn't erase from his mind what he witnessed the two doing earlier. They are disgusting. He never thought they could do that to him. Especially Cora. She trusted her so much.

Could it be that they also killed his father?