A/N: To my Filipino readers!!! I am writing a tagalog story and will post it here on wattpad when this story ends. I hope you will read it..:)

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  "Mom, you know what happened to us. It was just an accident and we both know it"-Enrique  

BLAKE's POV

"Because I don't want my family to get involve with the family of the one who killed my daughter!" My eyes widened and I felt like all the life in me disappeared in an instant.

I stared at her like she had gone insane. I couldn't believe that she's actually doing this. I still remember what she told me before that my father is a killer. Now, she's telling me that my father was the one who killed her daughter.

"Mrs. Dixon, please stop this. We both know that it was a terrible accident which killed Jasmin. No one wanted what happened. How come my father killed her? Enrique and I haven't met yet when they had that terrible accident and as far as I know, you first met my father when my parents followed me in Colorado 5 years ago" She laughed bitterly and put the check on the coffee table in front of me.

"It wasn't an accident. We were so fool to believe that it was an accident. Then one day, my husband accidentally saw the CCTV footage of what really happened to Quen's car before they went out. It was taken at the parking of our building. Someone messed up the brake and guess who was it? It's your father"

"No...You're lying" My voice was shaking. My brain couldn't process all the things that she was telling me. She then opened her bag again and brought out a memory card. I looked at her quizzically, still not sure what to do and what to feel. I felt so confused and at the same time I felt like my heart was about to explode.

"Why don't you see it for yourself?" She said with a stoic face. When I didn't accept it, she went to the laptop which was on the coffee table and turned it on. I wanted to protest because I didn't want to see the contents of that memory card. I didn't have enough courage and I wouldn't know what to do if she was really telling me the truth.

"This is the truth! Now, see it for yourself and tell me that I am lying!" She put the laptop on the coffee table in front of me and played the video. Even though I didn't want to, my eyes involuntarily watched the video and I felt like I died when I saw my father. 

It was taken in a parking lot. It was clearly my father and even though I couldn't accept it, the truth was screaming right in front of me. My hands covered my face as I started sobbing. It hurts. It hurts knowing that the person who gave me my life and raised me would do something terrible like that. Even though he never was an affectionate father, I still loved him. He's my father after all.

"You asked me why I don't approve of you for my son, why I am doing this to you. This is the reason! He planned to kill Enrique and Jasmin by messing with Enrique's car. But that was not the only thing he did. He even paid the driver of the truck to intentionally cause an accident but the driver made a mistake and totally collided with Quen's car. The driver was in a coma for several months. When he woke up, he tried to deny that your father was the one behind all that but when we threatened to put him in jail, he told us everything. We tried to seek for justice but it was not given to us because your father escaped. He died" 

"No matter how much I tell myself that you didn't do anything wrong, I couldn't help but to hate you everytime I see you because I am seeing your evil father whenever I stare at you! I hate your family especially your father! You don't deserve to be with Quen! He's too good for someone like you! Your family ruined our family!" Her voice was menacing and it's stabbing my heart but I was too weak to say something. I felt like there's a big lump in my throat and I couldn't speak at all. I was just crying helplessly.

"Now that you already know the truth, I want you to leave my son. I will give you anything you want. Do you want a nice house? A car? Money? Name it, I will give all of it, just leave my son alone and don't ever come back" The insults hurt but it was nothing compared to the mere fact that my own father was the reason Enrique, the love of my life, suffered greatly. 

I could still remember how he was when we first met. He was a walking empty shell. He couldn't even smile, his face was damaged, had a trauma and was still graving for his sister. He was blaming himself because he thought it was his fault. He was almost ruined.

But now, the truth unveiled and it was my father who did it. The anger for my father risen in within me but it's all useless now. No matter how angry I am, he's dead. He can't hear me and can't suffer for what he had done to Enrique's family because he died without even paying for his sins. Then a question suddenly popped up in my head. Why would my father do that to them? We're they acquainted? I tilted my head and met Mrs. Dixon's angry gaze.

"W-Why would my father do that? How come he did that to your family? What was his motive?" Her eyes suddenly evaded my gaze and looked at the other side. She suddenly looked uneasy.

"I-I don't know. Maybe he just wanted money" She answered. Her voice faltered and I knew that something was off and that gave me the courage to voice out my thoughts. Even though my voice was trembling and my knees were almost giving out, I tried my best to control it. I need to know the truth, not just the half-truth.

"If he wanted money then why didn't he just kidnap them and ask for a ransom instead or he could've just took the car. I don't understand. I don't think he would do that without a valid reason"

"I don't know! Whatever the reason was, he was still the one who killed my daughter and I would never forgive him!" I looked at her confusedly. She looked like she was hiding something and I felt the strong need to know what is it.

"Please Mrs. Dixon, you already told me what happened. Please, tell me the rest of the story" I said in a more stable tone. I stood up and thankfully my legs has gained their strength. I approached her and held her hand as I stared at her pleadingly.

"Please?" She pulled her hand from me like she was burnt from my touch.

"Why don't you tell her the rest of the story Christina? I want to hear it directly from you too" We were both surprised of the person who spoke at the doorway.

"Mom?" I said but she didn't look at me. She was staring at Mrs. Dixon the whole time with a furious look on her face. This was the first time I saw my mom like this. She's always sweet and never gets angry to anyone. Mrs. Dixon looked like she saw a ghost and quickly took her bag from the couch.

"I need to go" She said and was about to march away when my mother blocked her way.

"No Christina! I won't allow you to get away just like that. I heard everything but you know that there's a missing piece of the story. Now, why don't you answer my daughter's question? It's just a simple question Christina and we both know very well that you know the answer" I looked at them confusedly. My mom was staring at Mrs. Dixon with contempt while Mrs. Dixon was doing the same. They looked like they knew each other for a long time and the tension between them was so strong I could even feel if just by looking at them.

"Whatever that is Helen, that doesn't change the fact that Gregory killed Jasmin!" Mrs. Dixon said which made my mother angrier.

"Yes, he did it but you know why he did it so don't pass the blame on Blake or me! We didn't do anything wrong and you know that"

"Whatever you say Helen, I won't ever accept Blake for my son!" She said thought gritted teeth and was about to leave when she suddenly stopped.

"Mom, no matter what you say or do, Blake is the one for me and you can't change that" I gasped when I heard Enrique's thunderous voice. We didn't even notice that he already arrived because of the thick tension in the air. He approached me and pecked a gentle kiss on my lips.

"Quen, I already told you to leave that girl. I won't accept her for you ever! You'll just get hurt!"

"And my answer is the same mom, no! She's my life and I already told you that I won't ever leave her!" Enrique was truly angry and I could feel the tension within him as he enclosed me into his arms like he was protecting me from any harm.

"You really are hardheaded and stubborn, Quen! I don't know what you saw in that girl but I am telling you, she's not the right one for you!"

"You don't have the right to say that to my daughter, Christina!" My mom yelled to Mrs. Dixon. Enrique ignored our moms and cupped my face as he stared at me.

"Why are you crying, Blake? What happened? Did my mom hurt you?" He asked worriedly. I shook my head as I tried to stop my sobs.

"N-No...She just---" I couldn't say it all. I was afraid to tell him the truth. He just stared at me and when I didn't finish what I was supposed to say, he looked at his mom while his jaw flexed.

"Mom, why are you here? You don't have the right to make her cry!"

"How dare you talk to your own mother like that Quen?! Just because of this good for nothing woman you raising your voice to your own mother?!" She shouted with disbelief. She then looked at me and raised her hand to slap me when Enrique spoke.

"Hurt her mom and I'll forget that you're my mom" He warned dangerously. Mrs. Dixon was shocked and put her hand down.

"You really got your hands around my son's neck, huh?" She said and laughed sarcastically as she shook her head.

"You don't know the family of that girl, Quen"

"Tell him Mrs. Dixon but please tell us the whole truth" I begged. Enrique looked at us confusedly.

"I agree, Christina. Tell them the truth once and for all" Mrs. Dixon's face mellowed.

"What is it mom? Tell us!" She heaved a sigh and then looked at him.

"You want to know the truth? Then I'll tell you! Blake's father was the one who killed your sister" Enrique looked shocked and couldn't react for how many seconds. Then he shook his head with disbelief and chuckled.

"Mom, you know what happened to us. It was just an accident and we both know it" His mom glared at him but she looked hurt.

"Do you seriously think that I am lying?!"

"How come he was the one who did it? Did he planned the accident? for what?" He was so confused.

"It's true Enrique. Gregory was the one behind that accident" My mom interrupted. Enrique's face suddenly became pale. He looked at me quizzically but I couldn't say anything. I saw the pain in his eyes and the intense anger.

"B-But how come?" He said with an almost inaudible voice.

"Ask you mother. She is the one why Gregory did all that" My mom said bitterly which made me confused. Maybe this was the thing my mom was talking about.

"Tell me everything mom! Just this once, be honest with me" He said through gritted teeth. His mom looked scared and looked like she wanted to run.

"Mom!" He almost yelled at his mom when she didn't speak. She got startled.

"If you don't want to talk, I'll tell them" My mom said.

"Your mom Enrique and my husband----"

"No! Don't you ever tell him that Helen, I'm warning you!" Mrs. Dixon was so furious and looked like she was about to attack my mom.

"Shut up! You can't threaten me anymore Christina! It's time for us to tell them the truth!" My mom said determinedly while Mrs. Dixon shook her head in disagreement.

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