One More Chance by Jaycelle Rodriguez

Chapter 180: Do you still love me?

"I just don't want you to get worried,"

"I can't believe you," I said in a retreating tone and let out a sigh as I wiped my face with my hands. "So Lucy's effort to tell me the truth is useless,"

"So it was Lucy!" he said in surprise but I ignored him.

"I thought when I come to see and talk to you I will hear a proper explanation and an apology for lying once again," Hurt and disappointment laced in my voice. "Sweetheart---"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have exerted an effort to come here and worried for nothing because it's sad to say you had no intention of telling me the truth."

And for that, I decided to leave him and ran fast to the open door.

"Samantha, wait!"

I just stopped when I reached the living room and turned to face him.

"Sam..."

"Do you know how scared I was while Lucy was telling me you almost lost your life? Do you know how much guilt I felt after hearing all these things and realizing how I accused you of doing something behind my back? And do you even know how my whole body trembled while I was waiting for the elevator to stop on your floor?" Another set of tears started running down my face and it was now difficult to stop them because of the painful sobs that simultaneously escaped my throat. "Sweetheart, I---"

"I was so scared!" I cut him off, yelling. I can see through his eyes how much he wanted to touch me but he couldn't. "And it was the second time I've been scared in my life. The first was when I almost had a miscarriage and lost Cali and the second was earlier when Lucy told me what happened to you! Do I really have the right to worry about you?" "Of course, you have---"

"Then why did you hide the truth?"

"What if something happened to you? What if it was... it was something worse? What if... what if we never had the chance to see you and... and... argh! Luke---"

I screamed his name but that was all I could scream as I didn't have the chance to continue as quickly invaded the remaining space between us and pulled me into a hug.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sweetheart, I didn't think about what you feel," he said as he peppered kisses all over my hair and neck.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" I tried to push him but it was no use as he was strong and he just even pulled me closer to him.

"I'm sorry, that time I was scared too. I wanted to call you, I wanted to tell you but I can't because I was more scared to see you crying and worried every time I had to go to a business meeting or represent a new project out of town."

At that time, I stopped struggling in his arms, but I still couldn't bring my hands to hug him.

"I missed you. I missed you every fu**king day. I missed Cali, I missed your smile, your kisses, your hugs--- everything! I miss you so much, Sam, I'm sorry, I love you,"

my hands wrapped

repeatedly kissing me on the side of my head. He even began to stroke my

accused you of wrong things just to keep this

it's my fault and

again!" I said hitting

made me look at him after

found out but I was more hurt when I learned you purposely hid it from me. I felt

sweetheart, don't ever think about

"But it's true---"

his arms again but then a few seconds later... "Stop crying," "I can't!" I pouted but he just smiled and wiped

me?" he asked

Deep within my heart, that

remained silent, he cupped both my cheeks and made me look at him. "Hey,

I would be in a hurry if I didn't?" I huffed,

you miss me

"Luke!"

me, yes or no?"

missed you so damn much---" but I didn't get to continue what I was saying

kiss began softly, but when

he began to deepen the kiss. I threw my arms around his neck as he pulled me even closer to him and I felt his growing manhood over my belly. For a moment, we clung to each other, pressing our bodies

I feel right at that moment is how much I miss him and how much I love him. And all that feeling I have for him, I poured out through my

"I love you,"

and bit

my lips were once again with his, but this

my lower lip and

the pool of

grabbed me by the hips and kissed me hard almost leaving me breathless. I didn't even stop him when I felt his hand begin stroking my back. I just leaned my body forward

what? The wall? Since when did we move to

sync and I could taste our shared breaths, and feel the thud of

stopped for a

stared into

leaving our lips. The desire can be seen through his eyes as he

2 &yel!

And because of that, I had the opportunity to stare at his body and gasped

forefinger traced that scar and then I gazed up at him with tears forming around