That Mysterious Guy

Chapter 5 - This Girl

"Well, well, well... looks who's here?" a woman speaks behind her.

Deana doesn't need to determine the woman, she'd already recognized her annoying arrogant voice. Somehow, she wonders why she could never forget Marga's voice...

This five-four foot girl who her face is full of makes up every day. In fact, she has a lot of YouTube videos about make up tutorials. Indeed, she became popular with it.

However, do men would really prefer a woman who covers many layers of foundation on their faces?

Marga always feels mighty because of her family status and connection to the big boss of the TV station she signed a contract with and there's not surprising how her agency more willing to lose her than the support of the De Santos Corporation.

Deana sighed before she turns around and faces Marga, "Hello Marga, indeed I am here..." she greeted her sarcastically.

With her height, Marga is just an average tall. She is almost a six-footer and Marga is nothing if the woman doesn't wear a high heel which she often did.

That one thing bothersome about this girl is, she even wears a stiletto while she is wearing a two-piece swimsuit. It was like, she's having a photoshoot. Well, of course, she shouldn't be surprised... Marga is one of that self-love, those who now and then taking a selfie and showing off everything they are doing.

Although it's her life, and she totally doesn't care about it, just this girl is shaming many celebrities like how fat this actress or this model has an ugly nose, etc.

And so, they are totally different people who, wherever you'll take in, surely there's a clash about their personality and character.

Deana saw that flash of hatred in Marga's eyes before she wears her composure and walks towards Jason. She put her hands around Jason's shoulder.

"This is very surprising me, you seem got lost." Marga began throwing sarcasm at her.

She let a sarcastic laughed and replied, "How come? I live here, originally. How about you? Doing your daily surveillance?" She throws sarcasm back to Marga. Saying the word 'surveillance' is she pointing about Jason. She is like a shadow following him around and keeps monitoring where he goes and who's his with.

Deana saw the anger registered into Marga's face. She knew Marga is cursing her inside her mind saying "this girl" blah blah... She doesn't need to say it in words, she thinks in advanced.

"So what? I was allowed to visit here anytime I wanted." Marga lifts up her chin saying these words, showing how profoundly she is.

Deana shook her head and chuckled. She wanted to answer when Jana's suddenly standing beside her now. Her friend throwing a dangerous look at Marga and behind her is Gary, her soon-to-be husband.

Seeing Jana and Gary arrives, Jason has to drag away Marga out of the pool area and exited. He utters, "I'm sorry, Pare..." before they leave. He tightly holds Marga's arm who is now throwing a tantrum because he drags her out. Jason throws her in the corner of the elevator and pressed the button of his floor.

Gary Villegas is one of the investors of this c.o.n.d.o.minium building, there's no way he'll create a scene and breach their agreement about a few rules as a resident on this building. Besides, Deana did not do anything and so there's no need for a fight.

"What is wrong with you!? Am not done yet! I wanted to slap that girl's face! Who she thinks she is!" Marga scream.

"Enough! Marga, please! For once, shut your mouth up!" Jason now lost his temper. He felt like his ears wanted to explode by Marga's irritating scream.

Marga stun in a moment. When she realized Jason now got out from the elevator she ran to follow him and confronted.

"Now that's your treatment towards me after learning that girl is now in the country?! You, you just stand there too surprised seeing her again! Why you didn't confront her!" Marga keeps blabbering behind him until they're inside his condo-house.

He turns around and looks straight at Marga's eyes.

"I said, shut up, Marga! If this is what you wanted to talk then why you do not go home instead, now!? So what if Deana is here? For Christ sake, it's been two years Marga! Two years!! Move on!" after yelling this, he slams the bathroom door.

He reaches the shower knob furiously. He let the warm water drowning his emotions right now. Yes, it's been two years. Enough time for things to forget and move on. He often says these two words 'move on'.

However, does he really move on already? Right now, he doesn't know what to answer if someone will ask him.

Ten minutes had passed and he decided to get out of the shower. He saw Marga still at his house, sitting in the couch with a long face. He knew her, her anger will last forever. He heaved a deep sighed.

"I have a dinner meeting later so you better to go home," he said coldly.

"And what!?" Marga sits up from the couch and walks towards him. "Then you'll go to see Deana?"

Jason looks at Marga's eyes, her voice is full of accusation. He turns around and walks towards the walk-in closet just next to the bathroom.

Marga followed him and grabbed his left shoulder.

"Tell me! You still love her, do you!? What so good about her? That woman is a cheater! Don't ever forget that!" Marga screaming again. Her voice makes his eardrums twitching inside.

He heaves a furious sighed then tried calming himself. There's no point arguing with this woman. "Marga, if you ever understood. I have an important meeting soon with the board. Your father will be there too. I don't want to be stuck in the traffic then apologizing why I am late."

Today is Wednesday, a lot of people attending evening mass and going to the churches, so the traffic will be extreme soon. He shrugged Marga's hand and give a cold shoulder. He locked the walk-in closet door and lean on it.

Marga's words remained on his mind.

'Who truly the one cheating between him and Deana?"

He doesn't want to admit, but this passing year he began asking himself with this question.

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