It was eight in the night when Charles opened his eyes. Eleanor is still in his arms. They have maintained an embracing posture while sleeping. Charles looked at the woman in his arms. “I’m sorry, Chastity. I have to do this to get you back,” he slowly muttered to himself.
He continuously stared at her and realized that almost nothing changed in her face. She just got prettier. This is the face that I fell in love with, the person who took me out of the abyss. “I have been pursuing you since the day I met you. The biggest regret I have is to let you go when I already had you in my arms before.” Charles continuously pondered to himself.
It’s true. The last seven years without her in his life are the worst. He woke up feeling incomplete each day, always thinking about her and what could have happened if they were together. He thought she hated him for hurting her so much. This is the reason why he distanced himself from her for quite some time before attempting to win her back again. The only thing that he cannot understand is why she kept on avoiding him even if he did all things possible to get her back.
Amidst all the bad things that happened, one thing is clear though - he is still in love with her as before. Nothing changed. She is still the only woman she will marry. This is the reason why he has been continuously fulfilling their dream when they were together. Even she was unaware of it, he kept on making their dreams come to pass. Then God answered his silent prayers and allowed the waves of the sea to carry her to this island.
Ah, never mind. He can mend things together while she is in his territory. Lovingly, he touched her face and with a determined look in his eyes, he promised himself that he will never let her go this time. “No matter what the cost is, I will win your heart back. I will do all things to mend your heart. You will learn to love me again,” he continuously spoke to himself.
“God, please give us a second chance,” Charles looked up. “Please give us enough time to fall in love the second time around.”
After having self-dialogue for a while, Charles remembered that he needs to talk to his butler and all the maids in the house. Yes, he needs to instruct them on how to treat “his wife” starting today. He needs to foster an environment that would make her fall for him. Slowly, he let Eleanor lay down on the bed and put blanket over her. Then he slowly planted a kiss on her lips. He must take all the chances he got to make her his again.
He headed to the door and left the room. Then he went three floors down and saw his butler and the maids having a conference at the servant’s quarter. Upon hearing what Rey instructed to the maids, he realized that he has already done what he himself wanted to do. Ah, my money is not wasted on him. He just knows what he has to do. At this thought, Charles’ lips curved into a smile.