I love you till the end, Mr. Buenavista

Zachary had been agitated in his chair earlier. He is now at their house, waiting for Samarra.

He also finished cooking their dinner because he expected Samarra to come home first. He sighed and closed his eyes.

“Zach, we’re going to the hospital before we go home,” Jarem said, shaking his head quickly because he might be too late if he came. He intends to go to his father’s workplace.

“I can’t because Dad still sends me to his office, sorry Primo, but I’ll pass by tomorrow before entering,” he apologized to Primo because his twin Ivo, a friend of theirs, was still in the hospital. Nobody knows when he will awaken.

As he headed to the parking lot, he kept looking around. He believed he could see Samarra until he reached his car. He saw no Samarra. He last saw Samarra at Pizza House, but after that, he lost track of her. He never again saw her.

While driving, he only recalled that he needed Samarra’s phone number. He was shaken while concentrating on driving. He also arrived immediately at Buena Vista Corporation. He desired to speak with the father about his side business with the company. He wanted to save for them and Samarra. When he saw Samarra shopping, he didn’t know why he was eager to have a job. He realized he needed to exert himself. He wanted to provide Samarra with everything.

“Sir Zach, Sir Calvin has an upcoming meeting. But he instructed us to enter immediately upon arrival,” said Cherry, the secretary Dad.

“Thank you, Ms. Cherry,” he said as he entered his father’s office.

Zachary was sitting on the sofa in his father’s office. While waiting, he was drawn to an international magazine called The Phenom. The cover features a woman wearing a vintage fascinator hat with only her lips visible. His heart pounded as he looked at the magazine.

“The drag racing queen has been missing for the past two years.” He quickly opened the magazine and began reading. He dislikes sports and car racing, but he doesn’t know why. He’s curious about the so-called drag racing queen.

“No one knows why ‘Ms. Oh’ isn’t competing in the car racing competition anymore.”

He read it every time he flipped through the magazine. He appeared to be dragged into the world of racing. He was astounded to learn that the drag racing queen was still in her mid-teens. She began at thirteen and won for the third year in a row.

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When he saw his father enter the office, he raised his head. As a result, he stood up and waved quickly.

“Dad.” Daddy Calvin nodded and turned to examine the magazine in his hands.

“Did you read that?” Daddy Calvin asked with a smile.

“Yes, Dad. To lessen my boredom.” Daddy Calvin nodded and pointed to the visitor chair as he explained. He sat down immediately.

“What do you require?” His father confronted him.

“I need a job, Dad,” he says. “I can fit work into my schedule.” He noticed his father’s frown. Calvin did not appear to believe his own words.

“What?”

“Dad, I said I need a job.”

“Why did you suddenly change your mind?”

“Because I want Samarra to have a good life,” he replied directly to Daddy Calvin.

His Daddy Calvin nodded and seemed pleased with his answer. And looked at him carefully.

“Why not just start your own business? I can make you a lend money, and at least you still have your time. Then you can focus on your studies.”

He was silent at his father’s suggestion. It can also be a case. What if he fails? He can’t do that. He did not want to embarrass his father, especially Samarra.

“I’ll think about it. Dad.” He nodded as if he understood.

“Your Mommy said you and Samarra would have dinner home on Saturday.” He nodded to his father. They even talked to his father before he left, reasoning that Samarra would be waiting for him at home.

When Zachary heard the car stop, he was taken aback. He had no idea why he heard that when their gate was far from their door. He quickly stood up and opened the door. That’s how his brows met. From his vantage point, he could see Samarra being assisted in exiting the vehicle.

Damn! He will never forget that appearance. He rushed through the gate to meet Samarra.

“Samarra!!”

Samarra quickly turned to face the source of the voice. She frowned as she looked at Zachary.

Is he a bother? She could see on his face that he was angry and blushing. Zachary’s rage was already etched in her mind. It was almost an eyebrow.

Samarra almost fell over when Zachary pulled her away from Jameson’s grip.

What the hell? She wants to strike, but Jameson is still in front of them. She tried to relax while smiling.

“I’m Zachary Buenavista, her husband.” Samarra looked at Zachary as he introduced himself to Jameson.

“Jameson, bro,” Jameson said as he observed her behavior.

“I think you should leave.” Zachary’s open dismissal of Jameson stunned Samarra. She chose not to argue in front of Jameson, so she remained silent. Jameson gave her a sympathetic smile.

“I’m leaving, Ms. Samarra.” Samarra nodded and thanked his assistant.

When Jameson walked away, she took Zachary’s hand from her waist. And began to walk into the house.

When they entered the house, Samarra couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong with you?” She had just thrown her white coat and bag and her clothes from school on the sofa.

“What’s the matter with me? Or what’s the matter with you? Why are you coming late?” Zachary’s rage questioned her.

“I’ll remind you if you forgot Samarra. You are a wedded woman. We’ve tied the knot. I do not wish to notice you flirting with another person.” Zachary said, full of accusation.

Samarra’s eyes narrowed in reaction to Zachary’s words. What? Flirting? Does he know where she came from to make such statements?

She went directly to Buenavista Corporation after class to assist the company, and Zachary accused her.

Samarra attempted to calm herself by shaking her head. She was exhausted and wanted to eat and rest, but Zachary greeted her in this manner.

“Watch your language,” Samarra’s voice was forceful and complex as she commanded. She did not know if Zachary was angry, but she hoped he would not have been impolite to her assistant.

Zachary was stunned when he saw Samarra’s angry expression. As it strolled in front of him, its face was displeased. That was his expression when he noticed Samarra’s attire. It is a knee-length black bodycon dress with long sleeves with black stiletto heels that appeared to be approximately four inches tall. The shape of its body emerged. He profaned. He believed that the man had been with her earlier. It raises his blood pressure. Damn!

He observed Samarra collect her belongings from the couch and then turn her back on him. He desired to pursue her and apologize, but he appeared paralyzed.