One More Chance novel Chapter 44

~~~I'll never stop loving you more with each breath that I take. These feelings inside never change for you, but you're not the one 'cause you don't wanna be. I might have chosen you, but you chose differently. You might make me feel whole, but I don't make you complete. I would grow old with you, but you have grown tired of me. No, you're not the one 'cause you don't wanna be~~~

-Chester See-

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Samantha's POV:

He's cheating on you!

He's cheating on you!

He's cheating on you!

Those words repeatedly ran through my head until I got home and entered my room.

"H-He's c-cheating on me..."

I choked at the sobs that I've been holding since I left the cafe. I don't know how I did it but I've already done it. I reached home without having any tears in my eyes... but not at this moment.

Jack's words suddenly came rushing to me like a bullet that shoots me directly into my heart. It hurts. I couldn't believe that my intuition was right.

Tears flowed freely on my cheeks. How could he do this to me? I have given him more than four years of my life. I loved him. I waited for him. I stayed with him. I sacrificed everything, including my studies just to be a good wife and a mother to his child.

All this time, I couldn't believe he was lying. He lied not just to me but also to his daughter.

I remembered what Jack told me and I couldn't help forming my fists due to anger. He's been staying at the Marriott Marquis hotel for the past week, so that means he lied to me that he's going back to Thailand for a business meeting.

I wonder if he really went there the first time he told me he had an Asian meeting.

"Argh!"

Now I know the reason why he suddenly changed and goes back to the old Luke because he fucking found someone else.

How could he do this? Didn't he ever learn to love me in those four years or even in those moments that he acted like a loving husband to me?

"Oh, G-God... w-what did I d-do to get this punishment?" I asked between my sobs while looking at the ceiling.

"Mom?"

"Huh?" I gasped and suddenly didn't know what to do when I heard my daughter's voice from the door. I hadn't even noticed her entered the room.

"Are you crying?"

I immediately wiped my tears and turned to her with a smile.

"Hi, baby..."

"Mommy, are you crying?" She asked again and I gave her a slight chuckle. Well, that's all I could muster.

"No, I-I was just sad because of the---"

"Did Untie Jack made you cry?" She went up to me.

"No, my baby." I carried her on my lap and encircled my arms to her small frame. "Untie Jack didn't make me cry, it was the movie."

A sad smile curled up against my lips when I remembered a certain song titled 'Sad movies make me cry' by Sue Thompson. I didn't know I would also make use it as an excuse to my own daughter.

"A movie?" She glanced up at me.

"Yes, a movie, a very sad movie." Tears started to form around my eyes so I had to blink them away.

"Ohh... it's okay, mommy, it's just a movie. I remembered you told me that movies are far from reality, right?"

"Y-Yeah..." I smiled, nodding.

"Ahh! I have an idea, mommy!"

Her eyes suddenly lit up with excitement and at that moment, God knows how I tried not to burst into tears as I watch her being happy in front of me, having no idea what's happening in the real world... in the world of adults. Her eyes that totally resembled her father made me want to lose and cry, but I can't, because I don't want her to be hurt.

"What idea do you have, baby?"

"Let's just watch Spongebob Squarepants or Disney princess movie!"

"Yeah, sure. Where do you want to watch them, in your room or in the living room?"

"Uhm... can I watch them here, mommy?"

"Of course, my baby."

"Okay, I'll tell Rory to help me bring the CDs here."

I simply nodded when she ran excitedly out the door and the moment she closed it, I started crying again.

I don't know what to do if Cali finds out the truth. I know she's too young to understand it, but what I'm most afraid of is how would I explain to her what's going on with this family.

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