There is nothing more embarrassing than approaching a man with a marriage proposal while you're still intoxicated! Chelsea Leigh Garcia is a young woman who got wasted in a well-known club and ended up as the bride/personal maid of a well-known CEO of a huge company, but he is also a pervert who is continuously teasing her. Will the course of his life change forever in the hands of Red Chandler Buenavista? But what if there are a lot of challenges they need to overcome to prove their undying love for each other? Make sure to fasten your seatbelts because we are about to witness the rollercoaster life of Chelsea Leigh Garcia and Red Chandler Buenavista.
RED
Handsome, wealthy, intelligent, and noble, with six-pack abs, and single. That is how the majority of people characterize me. That's right, you read it correctly. I am the epitome of wealth and perfection. But I'm a young master who isn't easily seduced by any woman. Especially if she is the sort of woman who enjoys drinking and going to bars, and especially a woman who wants to use me as a bargaining chip. I won't be easily seduced by those hot cheeks with hot thighs, but I can't deny that sometimes there are women who catch my attention. However, when I learn more about their lifestyle, they immediately turn into a huge red flag in my eyes.
I was about to get out of this chaotic bar when suddenly a woman grabbed my arm. She held onto me while walking like a freaking zombie! Who is this woman? What in the world is she up to?
I have been in a similar situation like this before, where someone pretended to be drunk and then accidentally bumped into me.
Tss!
I'm not going to be susceptible to this kind of scam. Woman, you'd better find someone else.
I was stunned by what I was thinking as I smelled the glistening aroma of wine emanating from her mouth. "You are the most handsome man I have seen tonight... How about marrying me, Mr. Handsome?" she murmured, her face lit up with the sweetest grin.
She had a slim, twine-thin sculpted figure. She had a burnished complexion and a tapered waist. Arched brows peered down at long, flowing eyelashes. Her button nose was framed by beautiful ears. Bright cheeks. She had saccharine sweet lips. They softly opened up and grew slightly apart. She breathed softly on her carmine-red fingernails and flashed a set of sparkling, angel-white teeth. Her long, moon shadow-black hair was lovely to look at. Her puffy, heart-shaped lips were covered by her seductive, constellation-brown eyes as she looked at me. Her beauty is not your typical beauty. I was just staring at her when that thought came to me.
Who is this woman?
I couldn't help but shake my head at what I was thinking. Anyways, why should I care? She is, without a doubt, like any other woman in financial distress who is looking for someone to help her.
"Let go!" I shouted at her, and shoved her away from me.
Who did she think she is? Even asking me to marry her in the midst of a large crowd. She wasn't even close to being my type.... Well... Although she is attractive, I will not lower my standards only to suit this type of woman.
I noticed her being escorted by two men who appeared to be wasted. "Miss, what if we got married? ha-ha-ha," they joke as they brush their hands across the woman's shoulder. "Stop struggling, come with us... I promise we will be gentle," said the guy who looks like a rugby user.
I quickly approached them and took the rugby looking users hand away from that woman's shoulder. "Ouch!" he moaned. I just stared at him with a blank expression. A serious face as possible.
"Get lost!" I said with a serious face, the two rugby-looking users were immediately stunned and quickly ran away.
Anyway, how was it possible for this woman to continue drinking? Given how wasted she is, it would be rude of me to leave her on the floor. Do I need to assist her? No, why would I even help her. I have no idea who she is or where she lives. Just a pain in the neck, that's all she'll be.
I look at her and seeing her laying on the ground makes me feel pity for her. You should be grateful that you ran into someone as nice as me, lady. Fine, I'll match your performance. I carried her to my car and drove her home.
BUENAVISTA'S MANSION
"Warmly welcome her in; she'll be staying for the night," I informed the maids. She struggled to stand up straight, and despite staggering, she pushed herself to bow.
"Hello!" she said with the sweetest smile on her face. Her actions earned a smile from the servants. This woman appears to be really wasted. Her system was overpowered by the effects of alcohol.
"Take her to the guest room." I ordered them and went straight to my room to take a shower.
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After I showered, I went to the guest room to check if that woman was still breathing.
"Are you awake?" I asked when I saw her peeking out the window.
"Ah!! Pervert!!" she shouted as she took a pillow to throw at me. "Who are you?! What did you do to me?!" she said while tears are continually dropping from her eyes.
I approached her and whispered. "Would you believe me if I told you we did everything I wanted?" I whispered in the side of her ear. "You seem to be satisfied with what we did earlier," I said, teasing her. She just stood there looking at me in shock at what I said. She instantly developed rosy cheeks. Did she just flush after hearing what I said?
After a few minutes, she seemed to have recovered from her daydreaming, "Your face is too thick to speak such words. Me? Satisfied?! I am Chelsea Leigh Garcia and I'm not that low class of a lady if that's what you're thinking!" she yelled in my face. She slapped a 1,000 peso cash in my face and said, "A thousand for this one night, think what you want to think but I don't want to see your face again, goodbye!" She then stormed out of the guest room and slammed the door as she left.
Wait a minute- Is this how she'll repay me for everything I've done for her? She is the one who insisted that I marry her earlier and she is the one who just made a scene a while ago? And why did she throw one thousand peso cash? Damn, I'm only worth one thousand peso?!
"Hmm... Chelsea Leigh Garcia... She is kinda interesting..." I grin as I recall her name. I think I like her. This type of woman should be by my side at all times!
Julianna Macey, or Juls for short, is desperate to leave her parents' home. Living at home for her undergrad degree is ruining her social life and making it difficult for her to keep in touch with friends. So when her friend Carlo offers her the chance to move into a student apartment, she jumps at the chance. The only problem is that the available room is shared by his three friends Kyle, Mark, and Kent. As if living with three boys she's never met wasn't bad enough, Kent appears to despise her. When she's around, he makes a mess in the kitchen, never puts his laundry in the dryer, and acts as if she doesn't exist. Despite being good looking, Kent and Juls develop a fierce hatred for one another, and she begins to regret her decision to move in with them. However, because her lease still has a year to run, she is unable to leave. Juls begins to question whether living with boys has any benefits or if she acted prematurely. More importantly, she questions whether or not she and Kent will ever get along as well as why he despises her so much.
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."