The Billionare's secret affair-

Cordaphia Pov.

(Wanted)

"Does it still hurt?" I shook my head at the fairy god mother as she treated my wound, she took care of me after Voog blue eyes took me to the guest room.

He had just come out a while ago, someone called his cell phone and that's when he lost his worry.

While I was sitting restlessly, I didn't see the next cobra. Because blue eyes passed him that's why we couldn't talk anymore.

I snorted, why are we talking? He didn't care about his surroundings and didn't really pay attention to the folding of his longsleeve.

thx,

"Why did you leave so soon?" My nose grew longer at the fairygod mother's question.

"N-because I saw a cobra.."

"Huh?" I looked away, he bandaged my elbow and wrapped it with white tape. It hurts but you can move it.

I smiled at the lady. "Thank you, I'm sorry for the trouble.."

"There's nothing, seniorito stuart won't pass you by because of what happened here.."

Stuart?

Is two arts.

Two drawings?

"By the way, can I ask for water before leaving?"

"Are you leaving?"

"Yes, I'm really sorry for the inconvenience, I need to find a job so I'm leaving.."

The lady nodded. "Wait for seniorito first.."

I sighed, he put the equipment away and stood up before placing the kit in the cabinet.

After a few seconds, the door opened on its own and spat out the blue eyes.

"Is your wound all right?" he immediately came to me, I couldn't take his form as if he worked for a big company, his clothes were stylish and he smelled even better.

"O-yes.." who wouldn't stutter to a man who is fragrant and handsome. I'm not sure what kind of smell I have, he even picked me up earlier.

”I'm sorry about what happened, I didn't think you would suddenly cross earlier..” I snorted, that's right. It's my fault because I got addicted to the ice cream I saw.

"A-it's okay, it's my fault.."

"It`s my fault too, my fault too.."

"No, I'm the only one to blame.." he smiled at me.

"I was the one who bumped into you, it's my fault that you got hurt.."

"If I don't cross, you won't hit me.."

"But I have a control, I didn't brake immediately so it's my fault too.."

"Alright, it's your fault.." I cried before standing up, because he was bending over me and all he had to do was touch my forehead to his.

"I'm leaving, thank you."

"I prepared food; you should eat first before you leave."

"I-I'm not really h-hungry..." I replied, though my stomach growled, betraying my hunger.

"Your tummy is screaming," he said. I avoided eye contact, embarrassed by my noisy stomach.

I hugged myself. Goosebumps.

"I-I need to go. I'll just take the food with me."

He smiled, nodding, then turned to my fairy godmother.

"Packed her foods, auntie," she nodded. I glanced at the old woman, surprised by the term.

"Is she your aunt?"

He looked at me. "Nope, I just call her auntie. I don't like 'manang' or 'yaya.'"

I nodded, assuming he was a relative. But apparently not; he just respects her. But who is this handsome cobra?

Are they siblings?

Fairy godmother handed me the food, and I left the mansion. Handsome Blue Eyes offered to walk me, but he got called away.

I thanked him and walked alone, not asking about them. Fairy godmother even gave me a tumbler of water.

Again, I traversed the hot road, distancing myself from that mansion. I stopped at the church where I bought bibingka earlier, entered, and sat in a corner.

There, I opened the food, savoring its aroma. I bit my lip and made the sign of the cross before eating.

"Thank you, Lord, for the food."

I stayed in the church that day, eating the abundant food fairy godmother sent twice. I was full until the church closed at night.

A lady allowed me to rest there, probably a church servant. I sighed, watching the big electric fan above.

As it spun, the lady opened what was on top. I smiled. I wanted to thank her, but she was gone before I could see her again.

Oh, sorry about that. Life has been tough, and I'm not asking for anything fancy, but my situation has left me feeling sorry for myself. I can't support my grandparents and even neglected my younger sibling. They're in the province with our grandmother, and we're now orphans after our parents, who worked as cooks on a ship, tragically died when their vessel sank. I woke up with a heavy heart, thinking about my sibling, grandmother, and grandfather. After a quick wash at the church, I left feeling grateful to the caretaker. However, outside, people seemed to stare, even the rice cake vendor who usually ignores me. I wondered if my appearance had changed or if I now looked like Angelina. Someone pointed at me, asking if I was her. Confused, I avoided them and quickened my pace.

I'm not familiar with Manila and often roam around in search of work. Suddenly, people started following me, and I couldn't understand why. They claimed they saw "that woman," and for some reason, they were chasing me without explanation. Fearful, I ran and managed to escape into a restaurant, locking myself in. I saw the pursuers pass by, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief. I asked the lady at the restaurant if I could order, and to my surprise, she recognized me from a photo. She insisted I join her, saying she could make money from me. Panicking, I asked how, and she showed me a wanted poster. Turns out, I've been wanted since yesterday, and Villegas Company is looking for me. The poster stated a reward, leaving me shocked and confused about why they're after me.