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!'-

I felt a tap on my shoulder. I glanced at the owner of the hand. It's

all waiting

see all of them watching me with different questions swirling in their eyes. I sighed and tried to look out again before returning to

I just thought I saw my wife." I explained

married?" asked one of the gentlemen

"Yes, three years ago."

What happened to her and why do you look so

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

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 a happy

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Sandy's POV:

at them. Yes, his body doesn't move, but his eyes do, searching

to watch him share his married life and all his mistakes with the gentlemen inside the room. After more than three years of working with him, I can say

is right now, but it's worth it. I 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

one by one and asking 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, merciless, cold-hearted, and

he can get. And maybe due to the constant advice of his father, the screams, and the sermon of his mother and other relatives who visit him in his office, he has become what he is right now. A dedicated businessman and a husband dedicated to finding his wife and getting

you know what, nothing is perfect. Everybody makes mistakes, but the most important thing is that we correct them and stand for the right

can find her, and we hope she can give you a second

you can show us her picture, so we can easily recognize her in case our

that's a

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

where we're currently checking in, instead of going to the car, he ran to the street in front of the building.

still have one more

no choice but to run after him, while