Until he just looks at Rachel’s beautiful charm as she enjoys the pool with her son. Honestly, he was like a stalker in what he did. He just watched as Rachel swam with the boy.
He noticed in the distance the rude man who had been with Rachel at a restaurant. His head heats up and he wants to approach it right away and punch. He was consumed by so much jealousy that he could hardly control himself. He was about to be a rude man when he met Jennifer. “Jen!” He waved at the woman and saw the shock on her face.
“Brett? What are you doing here Go home, I don’t want you and Rachel to come here. ” Jennifer begged the man to just leave and there might be more trouble at the resort if Rachel and Bettina meet.
Brett sneezed and to clear the blockage in his throat. “Here’s Rachel?” he pretended in front of Jennifer that he didn’t know about Rachel.
“Yup, and she’s with her boyfriend.” Jennifer lied. He didn’t know why but in those ‘times’, that was all he could think of so that his friend wouldn’t be at a disadvantage.
Brett chuckled when Jennifer confirmed his suspicion between Rachel and that man! Then he was impaled. “I didn’t come here to make a mess,” Brett said.
“It’s okay then, oh he, I’ll miss you.” Jennifer hurried back to her friends to inform the two of her meeting with Brett. He simply sat between the two and looked at Rachel carefully. He hesitated to tell Rachel that he had seen Brett. “Rachel, what will you do if you see Brett again?”
Rachel’s forehead furrowed and she was stunned when she remembered the last thing the man had said earlier. “I don’t want us to talk about that man anymore, Jen. Wait, where did Francis go? I asked him to watch Carter first, “Rachel said.
“I don’t know, I just saw him follow you earlier, eh. But don’t worry, you know that one. Maybe I’ve seen a handsome man again, eh because he wants to flirt.” He left for a while and then talked to Brett for a while.
“He followed me?” Rachel was worried because she felt, she knew something where Francis Andrade was going. “Jen, I’m just going somewhere for a while, please look at Carter, okay?” He no longer waited for Jennifer’s answer and left immediately.
Rachel could not move from her position and her visions widened when she saw the person she was looking for. Francis was in the middle of a fist fight with … her husband! When she saw Francis fall to the ground after Brett’s fist landed on his friend’s jaw, Rachel shouted and ran toward the two men. “Both of you, stop it!” he interrupted the two men. “Francis, are you a cat? Why does his face look like that?” he asked the friend because his wife’s face was scarred as if it had been attacked by a cat. But Francis did not answer him. It just frowned at his side as he massaged his jaw that Brett had punched. “And you, why did you beat him up? When did you become a scoundrel?” He glared at the man.
“You know him?” Francis asked boldly and scolded the friend because he had already noticed that it worried him more for other people and not for him.
“Hey, talk to me.” walk run what Rachel did as she followed Francis.
“No! Actually Rachel, I’m still mad at you, eh!” Francis spoke angrily.
He understood Francis, because he kept it a secret. It has a right to be angry with him and he accepts that. “I’m sorry. Forgive me. I don’t know how to tell you, eh. Please?”
“Excuse me? Then, what? You’re going to do it again! You said, you didn’t notice him before when we ate. But what did you do? You made me look like a fool!” Francis shouted at the woman because he was bored.
“It’s true that I didn’t notice him, before. I only saw him again when we reached the pharmacy.” Maybe, he needs to tell everything to the friend. He deserved to know what’s going on between her and Brett.
“What? You saw, you’ve been fooling me for a long time, you woman! You’re so flirtatious!” Francis insisted.
Rachel was hurt when Francis told her to flirt. “It’s too much for you to talk. It’s like you’re not flirting either, eh.” He retaliated.
“I’ve known for a long time that I’m flirty, but I can’t really forgive you for what you did. With so many men here, why is he still there? Do you really want to compete with me?” Francis asked Rachel angrily and she shuddered as she waited for the woman’s answer.
As their argument went on, he no longer understood everything Francis said. What is it that Francis says will rival? “I don’t understand you. Wait, do you want something from me? You want a woman now?”
“Susmaryosep! Me, man?” Francis was signed of the cross when Rachel accused him of being a woman of his type. Ewww, kadiri!
“Eh, what is it. What rival are you talking about?” She stares at the man because she still can’t get it.
“The one about the guy earlier in the parking lot, the one with the scar on his face. I typed him, so back off!” Francis told Rachel about the man who made her heart beat again.
“Stay away from him,” he told Francis.
“Whoahhh! Wait a damn minute. Did I hear right?” Francis couldn’t believe what Rachel said. It was the first time he heard this from a woman because she didn’t care about men. The witch has been brought in to cheat on her husband. But even so, he won’t lose here. “May the best woman wins!” he would challenge Rachel.
“Francis, listen. That man …. is my husband, Brett.” she blurted out the truth to him.
“Brett Morgan? Wee, are you sure? Or maybe you’re just teasing me because you typed him! ” Francis did not immediately believe that the man they had quarreled with was Carter’s father.
“Yes, and do you know what he told me?” He didn’t want to tell Francis the truth but it was because of the weight on his chest.
“What?” He became curious about what the woman had to say and temporarily forgot about their quarrel.
“She seems to be adopting my bastard son,” Rachel said.
“Bastard? Who? Carter? ” Francis’s nose smoked in anger and Brett was about to return. “Don’t stop me, sis!” He says.
“I didn’t stop you, eh.” Rachel replied.