Her Unruly Husband

elp but admire it even more. My gaze only left it w

d to other matters in Zambales. I am the one campaigning for him this morning in Tarlac and later this afternoon in Pampanga. I ad

p but admire him. People in our region respect his leadership. He managed to

uncilor in our city. He invited me to have lunch with him, and I could sense his intentions. I'm not foolish enough to miss that.

as he caught up with me in the parking lo

mall smile, even though I really just wanted

y car," I replied, keeping

nswer and smiled. "Alright, how

pace between us, and gently tapped his s

tone casual but persistent. "Then when w

ient. "Honestly, Pau, I've been really bu

gnition. Before closing the door, I glanced

and drove off, catching a glimpse of him still stan

r him, and even those running for higher positions have endorsed him. While we were on the road, I couldn't sit still. I looked

loudly. They were shouting for the best governor in town. My mother and I sat on

s were so strong it felt like the whole plaza was alive with excitemen

e smell of delicious food filled the air as we sat down at a long

back in his chair and grinned. "So, Fausto," he said, looking at my father, "do

n, you know me. I focus on our plans

mble. But really, with everything you've achieved,

e but firm. "Fausto never speaks badly about anyone, Simon. That's no

talk here." Then he turned to me with a playful smile. "What about you, hi

tanding near the entrance, talking to a woman. His face seemed familiar, and for some

called, pulling me

not just his victory. It's for the people. That's the most import

en like a true leader. You've got a good he

alking about me. "Fausto, your daughter really cares about

, my mind still on the man near the d

he table. "So, Fausto, what's next

n or lose, we will still throw a par

," Simon sai

o the terrace. The cool air hit my face as I stepped outside. The sky wa

eone standing on the terrace across from me. My breath caught in my throat. It was hi

ck, my heart pounding. I bit my lip and

. That was a relief because I was terrified he might recognize m

even the whole country. My father's name would be dragged through the mud, and everyone

completely different life in the US. There, I wasn't the obedient daughter or the picture-perfect lady everyon

ehind me. Everyone had ended the night feeling good, sure that my f

atching my parents. My car turned onto a road leading to our tow

cked my head down, my hands shaking as I grabbed my phone t

z!" someone shouted, thei

y knees shaking. I could h

ndows shattered, covered in bullet holes. But it was the second car-my parents' car-that

shed dow

ho did this?" I screamed

ull me back, but I

touch me!" I shoute

lease, let the po

er and fear mixing. "D

d them more than anything. This couldn't be happening. This

harder, and then e