Falling For The Man I Married

Gabriel's POV:

Three years later... 

"Thank you, gentlemen, for coming and participating in this meeting..."

Blah.blah.blah.blah...

I didn't hear what the speaker's next words were as I lost concentration as I watched passersby passing along the busy street of the Am-Phil building in Denver Colorado. I was currently in an important meeting in the city, but as we're almost done discussing some business strategies and investments, I can't help but look out and watch those people walk one by one. 

The meeting room was located just on the second floor of the building and surrounded by huge and clear glass panels, so I can freely see the happenings outside the building. 

It's been three years and I'm still trying to find Madi. And because I am too desperate to see her, I also tried to watch every people passing by even in this kind of busy street while I silently prayed she might be one of them. 

I've been flying from a different country almost every other month, trying my luck to catch a glimpse of her. I became addicted to her perfume scent and it made me insane every time I smell the same scent of her on other women. I also became a fan of entertainment and business news on tv and online, hoping to be able to see her from one of them even in their every commercial. 

I hired several people to watch their house in Florida, and each one for her friends in case she ever showed up to them one day. But like every day of these past years, the result was the same as in my first year of searching... nothing. And here I am, trying again my luck to watch those people pacing their way across each other. 

But then my eyes widened as my heart started pounding inside when I suddenly caught a glimpse of a very familiar woman. I was stunned in my seat and I don't know what to do. 

"Madi!"

I mumbled loudly and finally walked over to the glass panel. I haven't noticed the stares I was earning from the people inside the room. My heart was pounding loudly as my eyes tried to search again the crowd down the building. 

"Mr. Wilsons?"

-'It's her! I'm sure of it!'-

"Mr. Wilsons?"

-'I saw her!'-

muttering to myself as I craned my neck to see her again until I felt a tap on my shoulder. I glanced at the owner

they're all

me with different questions swirling in their eyes. I sighed and tried

I saw my wife." I explained

married?" asked one

"Yes, three years ago."

so, where is she? What happened to her and why do

this moment I don't where she is, and I don't know how I can find her. I made a huge mistake in our relationship before, that's why she left me. And until now, I'm still searching for her. I'm hoping I can still correct all those mistakes and hopefully, she can

sad smile but looking in no particular. I'm just looking at the red roses that are beautifully arranged in the middle of the long table. How I wish I could turn back all those times and reset what happened. Maybe we are now

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Sandy's POV:

them. Yes, his body doesn't move, but his eyes do, searching and trying that maybe..... maybe he can see her,

room. After more than three years of working with him, I can say he changed so much, his

remember the old him when I and Madi were just starting to work in his company. He's cold, distant, rude, and arrogant. And Madi told me one day, that the word 'thank you' and 'please' wasn't listed in his vocabulary. But that all changed when he offered her his deal, to be his

if she's with us. Then I heard the shocking news, she finally left him. And after that, from a cheerful, always smiling, and jolly personality, he turned into a more lifeless,

and the sermon of his mother and other relatives who visit him in his office, he has become what he

is perfect. Everybody makes mistakes, but the most important thing is that we correct them and stand for the

Mr. Wilsons. I'm sure you can find her, and we hope she can give you a second chance." one

so we

a good

phone and sent them one of Madi's pictures. And then we started gathering our things as we congratulate each other... one by one.

about to go to the hotel where we're currently checking in, instead of going to the car, he ran to the street in

have

but to run after him,