LOVE RESTART

PUT ON A GOOD SHOW

Allison sensed the coldness in his voice. It made her feel intimidated, but the need to make her plan work overtook her fear.

She forced a smile, asked Matthew to lean over, and gave Matthew a peck on the cheeks. The move surprised him.

“I have an errand I need to do.” she brushed her hands at his and asked, “May I ask Tristan to drive for me?”

Matthew felt that his wife was toying with him. He did all he could to hide his anger. He pushed her chair near the driveway and asked her to wait. Then he excused himself.

She was surprised when the car stopped in front of her and Matthew got out from the driver's seat.

“Oh! You’ll be the one to drive for me? That's better!”

Matthew did not expect that reaction from her. Allison was surprised, but her face became even more relaxed.

He never thought Allison had this cunning side to her. Matthew drew a sharp breath and clenched his jaw.

“Where are we headed?” Matthew asked coldly.

"Take me to the Ascott Hotel in BGC.” Allison did not hesitate to say the address.

Matthew silently studied his wife, who was now busy texting on her phone. He asked her again what they were going to do there.

“We’re going to watch a show.” Allison’s eyes were beaming with excitement. “Then let’s have dinner after.”

Matthew started to get confused. He looked at Allison. He wondered if she had canceled her plans with Marco to go out with him instead. He got even more perplexed when Allison called Noah to confirm if the media were coming.

What in the hell is going on?

When they reached Ascott Hotel, Allison asked Matthew to park in the basement.

“Let’s wait for a moment. The show hasn’t started.” Allison reclined her seat as she waited.

Matthew looked around him. “Is there an event? Did they turn their basement into a drive-in theater?” He curiously asked.

Allison laughed and begged him to wait. “The show is on the twenty-sixth floor. Do not worry, I promise it won’t disappoint. It would be a spectacle.”

Matthew looked at Allison when he spotted Yvonne’s car, but Allison did not notice her. He wondered if Yvonne being there was just a coincidence when Allison did not get out of the car. Instead, she checked the time on her phone and called her brother again.

Meanwhile, Marco Diaz is excitedly waiting for Allison on the twenty-sixth floor. His appearance is less attractive when compared to Matthew, but he is also tall and good-looking. He always keeps his dark hair neat and swept back. His brown eyes always seemed warm and smiling, and his medium-sized nose had a long bridge and slightly flared nostrils.

Unlike Matthew, Marco is always clean-shaven, exposing a well-defined jawline and a slight cleft on the chin. He also has a dimple on his left cheek that becomes more prominent when he smiles.

Marco jumped when he heard the doorbell and hurried to open the door. He was surprised when he saw Yvonne standing in front of him.

“What are you doing here?” Marco checked if no one else was outside before he tagged Yvonne in.

“I called Allison a while ago. She had just left home and was in the middle of traffic. We still have lots of time before she arrives.”

Yvonne wrapped her arms around Marco’s neck and kissed him passionately. He hesitated at first, but the burning desire took the best of him.

He decided to put his worry aside and started to undress Yvonne. Without any care for the world, they melted into each other’s arms to satisfy their carnal needs.

Unknown to them, they have willingly walked into Allison’s trap. Matthew did not realize it, but Allison saw it when Yvonne arrived in her car.

Her step-sister must have forgotten what she confessed that night she planned to murder Allison. She did not waste a moment being with Marco and did not care whether they'd be caught or not.

Or maybe she believed that Allison had amnesia? Yvonne might have thought she could make an excuse and manipulate Allison again.

The sound of a motorcycle screeching and parking beside their car pulled Alison out of her thoughts. A smile broke on her face when she realized it was Noah. She opened the door and Noah leaped off of his motorcycle and could not hide the delight to see Allison.

Matthew watched the siblings and could tell that Noah had no idea what was happening. Meanwhile, he figured it out while they were inside the car.

He knew that Allison had come here to meet with Marco. At first, he thought Allison was thinking of an excuse to ditch him before she met with Marco. But when Matthew saw Yvonne, he was able to link the connection and read the situation.

Allison walked ahead of them to get her key card at the reception. She told them to hurry when they lag. Matthew smirked when he noticed the press people, who were now coming one after another to the lobby before they boarded the elevator.

Indeed, it’s going to be a good show.

He glanced at his wife. Allison has never looked more confident than she is now. The elevator stopped on the twenty-sixth floor. Allison warned Matthew and her brother to keep quiet until they reached Room 2613.

Matthew and Noah looked at each other when Allison asked them to stop. She wheeled her chair closer and leaned closer to the door. She smiled when she realized that Yvonne was, indeed, with Marco.

Matthew and Noah curiously did the same. Their faces flushed when they both heard the moaning coming from the room.

“Ahhh!!! Harder, babe.”

That was Marco’s voice. I caught them at the right time!

Because Noah still couldn’t grasp what was happening, he tried to stop his sister when Allison took the keycard from her purse and attempted to open the door. But Matthew grabbed his arm and warned Noah to be quiet.

Allison’s hand trembled out of anger when she unlocked the door. They found both of them naked, Yvonne straddling and rocking on top of Marco.

Noah and Matthew turned their backs against the naked couple, momentarily forgetting about Allison's condition. Her expression appeared firm and confident, but her emotions were in chaos.

She was aware the two of them cheated while she and Marco were still in a relationship. She knew that Marco had been lying to him. But witnessing it with her own eyes still felt strange. She wanted to scream, grab her step-sister’s hair, and yank her down on the floor. Her heart was filled with rage and hurt, but she could not do anything.

She tried to fight the tears threatening to fall from her eyes. If only her stare could kill, Yvonne and Marco would be bathing in the pool of their blood now.

The two of them are so immense at the moment. Yvonne realized they had an audience when she heard someone clapping their hands. The color left Yvonne’s face when she turned and saw the three people by the doorway.

Meanwhile, Marco still has no clue. He pushed himself up, wrapped an arm around Yvonne’s bare back, cupped one of her breasts, and sank his face in between them.

“Marco! Marco, stop!” Yvonne put her hands in between them and tried to push him away.