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,"

inhibitions. I finally found my hands wrapped around his waist as I

I'm so sorry," he whispered, repeatedly kissing me on the side of my head. He even began to stroke my back and the length of

accused you of wrong things just to keep this

know it's my fault and I'm

do it again!" I said hitting

my shoulders and made me look

death when I found out but I was more hurt when I learned

ever think about

"But it's true---"

It was my decision not to tell you so it was my fault, okay?" He wrapped me in his arms again but

you miss me?" he asked

within my heart, that question shouldn't be asked

remained silent, he cupped both my cheeks and made me look at him. "Hey, why aren't you

be in a hurry if I didn't?" I

do you miss me

"Luke!"

or no?"

you so damn much---" but I didn't get to continue what I was saying as he already pulled me and kissed me on the lips. It didn't

kiss began softly,

plan to stop him, he began to deepen the kiss. I threw my arms around his neck as he pulled me even closer to

and how much I love him. And all that feeling I have for him, I poured out through my kiss. And when he pulled his head

"I love you,"

his gaze and

I could open my mouth to respond, my lips were once again with his, but this

my lower lip

the pool of

felt his hand

what? The wall? Since when did

could taste our shared breaths, and feel the thud of

for a

stared into each

through his eyes as he looked at my almost bare top. My shirt was taken off

2 &yel!

did the same for him. And because of that, I had the opportunity to stare at his body and gasped when I noticed the long scar on his

gazed up at him with tears forming around