Eunice Sanchez Pov.

Our fashion show in New York was a success, and we are currently at the Philippine airport. I did not call my driver because we will take a taxi today. Isaac and Isaiah still want to eat Jollibee, but Ellaine and I got jetlagged, but our two children seem unaffected and really want to eat.

We love and treasure our sons; that's why Ellaine and I persevere and don't give up on life. She's a single mother, and I know that's what will happen to me, too.

Even so, I'm happy even though I only have Isaac because I know that Luther, will never love me.

"Hey! Eunice, Isaac has been gaping for a while now. His jaw might get tired of waiting for the burger to land in his mouth." Ellaine said while trying to hold back her laughter. When I looked at Isaac, I just scratched my head and lowered the burger I was holding.

"You're such a goofball, Ellaine! Sorry, Isaac, here's your burger. Eat up, okay? So we can go home after you eat." Thankfully, Isaac immediately nodded and smiled, making me feel like a weight had been lifted off my chest.

Luther Villareal Pov.

I happily smile as I watch Monica sleeping soundly in my bed. She arrived last week from New Jersey, and I was the first person she came to see because she said she doesn't care that I have a wife and child. She said that all that matters is that she loves me. That's why she came back to the Philippines. And she's willing to be Isaac's mother.

"Thanks, Monica, for coming back." I kissed her on the cheek, down to her lips and neck, even though she was asleep.

I will never tired of doing this to her until she opens her eyes and responds to my kisses. She then caressed and held both of my cheeks. And then she started to kiss all over my body, and then we made love. "Um...It's my pleasure to come back to you, Luther.”

As we got out of the car, Isaac immediately grabbed my clothes, wanting us to go see Luther together so his daddy would be happy when he saw that we were back from New York. "Faster, Mommy, I want to see Daddy!" my son said, jumping up and down. But it turned out to be a mistake that we rushed to see his father.

"D-daddy!" Isaac and I were like statues when we saw Luther with another woman in our bed. And the worst part is, they were both completely naked in front of us now. And my heart felt like it was about to explode because of the intense pain I was feeling. But I still forced myself to calm down and be strong for our son.

"Go to your room first, okay? Because me and your dad need to talk." I said to my son.

"Okay, Mommy," Isaac said with his head down. I know he was hurt because Isaac already understands what's happening around him. After all, my son is smart.

Luther immediately got out of bed, and the woman with him covered herself with our blanket. "WTF! Isaac... Let me explain!" He was about to go after our son, but I blocked Luther's path.

"Is this what you wanted to happen, Luther? To show this shamelessness to me and our son? If it were just me, maybe it would be okay! But for Isaac, it's not okay because it will be etched in his mind until he grows up. Aren't you thinking at all?”

"Don't question me, Eunice! Because I didn't want Isaac to see me next to Monica, naked, in bed, either. But remember this. Monica is the only woman I love! You're the one who interfered in our relationship. Because you seduced me the night something happened between us. And I know you did that on purpose. Because our family is known as the richest in Santa Ignacio.”

"I never, ever intended or planned to seduce you, Luther. Remember that! And I don't desire anything from Villareal's wealth. "Because I can support myself and take care of Isaac alone, without needing help from your family!”I said pointedly to Luther. I regret meeting him. But I don't regret that we created Isaac that night. I don't even know why he was next to me when I woke up.

"Stop denying it! Because I know your kind of woman!" Luther pointed at me. But I had no intention of escalating our fight. So I just ignored what he said and told him I was leaving.

"I'm leaving. But I hope you avoid Isaac seeing you in that kind of situation again. Have a nice day, Monica." I turned my back and discreetly wiped the tears from my eyes with my hands.

I approached Monica and held both her hands to apologize for what had happened earlier. "I'm sorry about what happened.”

Monica smiled and hugged me, "It's okay, Luther. It's good that she saw us in that situation. So we don't have to hide our relationship from her anymore." Monica is right. It's better this way.

I quietly turned the doorknob of Isaac's room because it was 6:30 am and he still hadn't come down to the kitchen, and when I entered his room, I saw him just staring out the window. And when he turned to me, I saw the tears welling up in his eyes. "Isaac, come on, you might be late for school.”

"M-mommy..." I immediately approached him and gave him a tight hug. I knew that I wasn't the only one hurting, but Isaac was too.

"Hey, are you crying?" I asked my son while kneeling. While trying not to show him that I was crying too. Because I don't want him to think I'm weak.

"I'm not crying, Mommy, I just feel sorry for you. I hate Dad for doing this to us." It felt like I was stabbed six times when I heard what Isaac said because, for a four-year-old, he speaks so maturely.

I gently lifted Isaac's face because he was looking down, then I looked at him sadly in the eyes. "Hey, don't hate your dad. He loves us. If your daddy, did something wrong, please don't hold a grudge against him, okay? Because whatever happens, he's still your dad. You understand, Mommy, right? So come on, smile now.”

"Okay, Mommy, let's go outside. I love you." I received a tight hug from Isaac, along with a kiss on my forehead.

When Isaac and I went downstairs, we saw Monica and my husband, happily talking in the kitchen, and when Monica was about to feed Luther, she suddenly put down the utensils that she was holding. When she saw Isaac and me. Shit! I'm annoyed because my son saw what they were doing again. I already begged them last night, but they still didn't listen.

looking"E-Eunice..." Luther stuttered, then looked at my son and approached him. He was about to hug Isaac, but our son pushed him away.

"I told you to avoid Isaac seeing you like that. But you still did it." I said calmly, while looking at Monica, who was holding onto my husband's arms tightly. I was surprised when Luther removed Monica's hand that was wrapped around his arm, and he walked towards me.

I struggled as Luther grabbed both of my shoulders tightly and forcefully pushed me towards the wall. I groaned in pain because of the impact of my back hitting the wall. "What did you say? Are you making it my fault that Isaac saw me while Monica was feeding me, is that it?”

"I didn't say it's your fault. I'm just reminding you so that it won't happen again in the future. So please let go of me because it hurts, and Isaac might see you doing this to me." I pleaded. But it was too late because Isaac had already seen us.

"D-daddy! You're hurting my mommy! You let her go!" Isaac shouted as he ran towards us, weakly punching Luther.

Luther immediately let go of me, while Isaac hugged me tightly. Afterwards, he helped me to the living room. Ellaine also called me and asked me to go to the coffee shop we always go to.